"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.

still couldn't fathom what

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

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

gun when I first

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

beach railing, his head lowered as he took a deep

had read

meticulous. She never left her diary unattended—it was always with her. Thus, he had only seen its cover by

diary contained Krystal's writings, filled with admiration and

Lena's entries followed Krystal's.

diary's pages,

Krystal's version of events seemed one-sided. Lena treating Nicholas and Lina as family appeared to be her

Chris couldn't bring himself to tell her

when she spoke of the Thompsons, her voice quivering

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

the day

her mother

her mother that Nicholas and Lina meant so much to

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