"You..."

Lena sat quietly, absentmindedly twirling a fork in her hand, and then she chuckled.

"You want to discuss the email incident, don't you?" Chris inquired. "I'm aware of the nasty rumors circulating within the Thompson Group, but Zuko has identified the culprit. Those rumors will naturally die down.

"Lena, I don't see you as the type to manipulate others for personal gain, especially by cozying up to the wealthy. So, I believe there's nothing improper happening between you and the director."

"That's what I wanted to discuss." Her voice was gentle. "There's actually something between... us."

"What?"

"Chris." She emphasized, "He's my father."

After dinner, Chris left the condo and headed to the beach alone.

The autumn sea breeze carried a distinct chill, and the bright moon above resembled a teardrop from the sky.

His thoughts were in turmoil, and he sought the brisk sea breeze to find solace.

couldn't fathom what Lena had

and she had connections to the underworld. Her reputation wasn't exactly spotless,

ship, falling into my mother's hands. In return for

that gun when

care for her so deeply now, right? You even questioned my sexual orientation. Ha... It's not

gripped the beach railing, his head lowered as he took

had read her

book a few times at the Thompsons', but Lena was meticulous. She never left her diary unattended—it was always with her. Thus, he had only seen its cover

Krystal's writings, filled with admiration and adoration for Nicholas. She described his heroic

Lena's entries followed Krystal's.

diary's pages, suspicion

events seemed one-sided. Lena treating Nicholas and Lina as

bring himself to

eyes sparkled when she spoke of

knelt in a certain direction that morning when he was recuperating in the

day of Krystal's death

lost her mother that

it was precisely because she had lost her mother that Nicholas and Lina meant so

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