"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

to the underworld. Her reputation wasn't exactly spotless,

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

recognized that gun when

I care for her so deeply now, right? You even questioned my sexual orientation. Ha... It's not like that. She's my sister, and Nicholas is my father. They're my only family in the

beach railing, his head lowered as he

read

but Lena was meticulous. She never

contained Krystal's writings, filled with admiration and adoration

Lena's entries followed Krystal's.

the diary's pages, suspicion crept into his

outsider, Krystal's version of events seemed one-sided. Lena treating Nicholas and Lina as

couldn't bring himself to

sparkled when she spoke of the Thompsons, her

knelt in a certain direction that morning

day

had lost her mother that

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

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