"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

Krystal Harding, and she had connections to the underworld. Her

mother's hands. In return for a favor, my mother

that gun when I

orientation. Ha... It's not like that. She's my sister,

railing, his head lowered

read her

enigmatic book a few times at the Thompsons', but Lena was meticulous. She never left her

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

Lena's entries followed Krystal's.

he flipped through the diary's

treating Nicholas and Lina as family appeared to be her

couldn't bring himself to

eyes sparkled when she spoke

a certain direction that morning

was the day

lost her mother

lost her mother that Nicholas and Lina meant so much

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