"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.

fathom what Lena

Harding, and she had connections to the underworld. Her

hands. In return for a favor, my mother saved Lina and gave her the gun for

when

why I care for her so deeply now, right? You even questioned my sexual orientation. Ha... It's not like that. She's my sister,

the beach railing, his head lowered as he took

read her

thick, enigmatic book a few times at the Thompsons', but Lena was meticulous. She never left her diary unattended—it

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

Lena's entries followed Krystal's.

the diary's pages, suspicion crept

Lena treating Nicholas and Lina

himself to tell her

he finally understood why Lena's eyes sparkled when she spoke of

a certain direction that

the day of

had lost her

her mother that Nicholas and

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