The beautiful girl with black hair hadn't forgotten about lunch earlier. It was lively, noisy, with many conversations that Beatrice didn't really understand. But she could see that they were all familiar with each other. Their faces also hinted at a close kinship. Just like Sam, who casually enjoyed his portion. Sitting at the end of the table, he ate heartily, not paying much attention to the conversations happening around the large dining table.Perhaps for Sam, as long as it didn't disturb his enjoyment of the meal that Ute served for him, it didn't matter. Sometimes, he would even join in with some remarks made by his subordinates. Beatrice thought that it might create an awkward impression. Unfortunately... that was just her own thoughts. Maybe what Ute said about it being a "home" for most of Sam's subordinates was true. They found their own comfort here.Beatrice pursed her lips slightly. She didn't expect to see such familiarity in this relatively large house, mostly painted

"I miss you, Beatrice!" Hera exclaimed as soon as she saw her friend in the cafeteria. She sat down calmly, enjoying her favorite grilled meat. Beatrice almost choked from Hera's tight hug."Same here, I miss you too," Beatrice replied, returning the hug just as tightly. "But let me eat first. I'm hungry. I've missed the food in this restaurant so much."Hera chuckled. "Where have you been, Beatrice? I looked for you at your house, but you weren't there. Your neighbor said you ran away."Beatrice grinned. "Yeah, I ran away," she joked playfully. She took a big spoonful of her portion of noodle soup. However, her words contradicted the reality she was facing. It felt painful, but Beatrice couldn't express it so easily."Why?" Hera still couldn't believe it.Beatrice, whom she knew, rarely avoided problems. She was a girl who dared to speak up. However, Beatrice hadn't been to campus for over a month. Her phone suddenly became inactive too. Beatrice seemed to have disappeared into thin

The gust of wind in the quiet public cemetery messed up her hair even more. But the girl didn't care. All she felt was a painful emptiness. Her tears had dried up, grieving the departure of half of her heart.Although they hadn't been in a relationship for long, Anne and Tony had known each other for a while. Growing up and spending most of their time at the Twin Dragons headquarters had made them close. Even though Sam often asked Tony to oversee the construction of one of the malls, Tony regularly visited the large white-painted house. Besides reporting on the progress, he also came to meet Anne, who rarely left the house."I'm too lazy to deal with the streets again," Anne joked, stating her reason. "My issues with the police never seem to end."" Sam will take care of it for you, An," he replied."Sometimes I wonder, what does Sam actually do? Always cleaning up his subordinates' mess.""That's why, An," Tony approached, tidying up Anne's messy hair. "Let's not cause trouble anymo

She was not satisfied with just verbal abuse. Her hands and feet still wanted to deliver blows. Not to mention her mouth, which still wanted to curse. Beatrice didn't care if her whole body was bruised, injured, scraped, or even reddened from the punches she received, which were no joke.For Beatrice, a woman's mouth like Bella's deserved to be beaten until satisfied.She arrogantly insulted people with excessive words. Who is Bella in Sam's grand house anyway? As far as Beatrice could remember, Bella was just a troublemaker. Someone who yelled and gave orders, and supposedly a woman who was always by Sam's side.But did Beatrice believe it?At first, yes, but the longer she stayed here, the image of Bella became just words. Sam was never with Bella. He was always with Hugo or other subordinates.If Sam were to get angry at Beatrice later, she wouldn't be afraid. She was innocent. She defended Ute and the peace in this house. Only a woman with an unsound mind would scream in the middl

Hera appeared surprised to find Anne around her campus, as if deliberately waiting for her to pass through the boring classes. Hera didn't have many friends in her class, only close to Beatrice and Anwar. But today, Anwar was in a different class, so Hera chose to be alone.Her message to Beatrice was replied to three hours ago. Hera intended to visit Beatrice, but where was her friend now? She had no idea.Just Beatrice's arrival at the campus was already shocking. And then leaving just like that? It left Hera with many questions because she felt that Beatrice was hiding something.Oh Damn! Beatrice always manages to surprise."Hey An," Hera greeted with a smile on her face. "What's up?""Just wanted to see you, Her."Hera's curiosity grew. "It's not like you to be like this." She approached. Anne's face looked gloomy, much gloomier than before. "Are you okay?"Anne tried to force a smile. "Trying to be okay, to be precise."Hera chose to stay silent. She was confused about how to re