If it was discovered that she was the one who'd created the false evidence, Theodora and Moira would be driven out of the family for sure. Theodora's husband had passed away a long time ago, so she had no one to depend on in the Hackett family. If the Hacketts found out that she played a part in framing Cheryl, no one would have her back. The longer Theodora stared at Cheryl, the more panicked she became. "Great! We've cleared the misunderstanding!" the elder exclaimed as he approached Kirk. "You don't visit us often. Since you're here …" He then paused to check the time and said, "Why don't you have dinner with us? It's already half past ten." Kirk, too, checked the time. Then, his expression changed slightly, and he told Charles, "Stay here to clean up the mess." "Sir—" Charles started to protest, but Kirk was already nowhere to be seen. "What's the matter?" the elder asked, puzzled as to why Kirk had to rush off. Charles didn't feel like answering the question. Inste
Nightshade continued stomping his feet as if he were a naughty child. Meanwhile, Sean had had enough of Nightshade's tantrums. Turning to Kirk, he said, "Kirk, I need to get some air. You need to find a way to settle this." With that, he headed straight for the door, leaving Kik, Caroline, and Nightshade in the room. Glancing at Caroline, Nightshade grinned and said, "You're Caroline, right? It's all thanks to you that Kirk left this place. You could say that I owe you one." Caroline approached Nightshade with her eyes trained on him the whole time. Her unblinking gaze made him frown uncomfortably. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked. But Caroline ignored him. Then, she walked in a circle around him several times and kept quiet as she did so. Nightshade was so confused that he asked Kirk, "Is something wrong with your wife? Why is she staring at me like that? Has she fallen in love with me?" The longer he talked, the more exaggerated his words became. Kir
"I don't know," Caroline told Sean. "Ask her when you're home." Sean didn't know what to say anymore. Caroline had no intention of helping him, it seemed. After he left, Nightshade said, "I don't intend to stay here and be the third wheel. Don't worry, though, I'm a man of my word." Kirk and Caroline stared at him in silence, dubious. The suspicion in their eyes said it all. It made Nightshade panic, and he said, "I told you, I won't break my promise. What's that look on your faces? I swear you two look the same with that expression." Caroline and Kirk froze. Nightshade clicked his tongue and added, "My, my! Your faces look identical even when your expressions change. Forget it! Staying here won't do me any good. I'll suffocate from all your lovey-doveyness if I stayed here any longer." "We—" Caroline wanted to retort, but her protest was briefly cut short by Nightshade's inquiry. "Right. My pay for being your bodyguard should be quite handsome, right?" The question wa
"Besides, it's been a long time since those two took orders." "Do you know where they come from?" Caroline asked. Caroline hadn't spoken a lot to him for some time, so even if Kirk didn't know much about the two assassins, he wanted to seize the chance to prolong their conversation. "No, I don't," he said. "But I've heard things about them." Caroline instantly caught that something was off and said, "You've heard of them before? I thought you never bothered to gossip." Kirk cleared his throat awkwardly. "They're legendary assassins, after all. Do you want to know more about them?" Caroline nodded. "Sure."Finally, Kirk's frown disappeared as the gears in his brain started working to come up with a story. He started, "It's said that these two assassins are husband and wife that were childhood sweethearts. They lived in poverty when they were young and resorted to stealing to make a living. "One day, they were caught, and the boy was beaten half to death."Later, they r
Caroline looked at Corrine strangely. "I just… That's not what I meant." Corrine froze when she realized that she'd overreacted. Then, she laughed it off and said, "Thank goodness. My superiors when I worked abroad were highly sensitive about their private affairs. They'd get annoyed if someone showed too much concern for them."She continued, "I'm sorry for overreacting. You can tell me straight away if I'm going overboard. There's no need to hide your discomfort from me." Caroline smiled. "No, I think it's fine this way. It makes me think that there are still thoughtful people in the world." Corrine secretly heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that Caroline wasn't taking things too seriously. She then smiled and walked out of the elevator. However, the moment Corrine left, Caroline stopped putting on a show. A grave look fell on her face as she headed to her office. She then took out the documents containing Corrine's information. After scanning it a couple of tim
Caroline couldn't focus on work the entire evening. When it was time to get off work, she dashed out of her office on time.The staff were surprised to see her leave so early. "Ms. Evans' getting off work so early today." "Yeah! Maybe she's going on a date." "A date? Isn't she married?" "Married? I think she's getting a divorce. Why haven't we seen her husband pick her up after so long, then?" "You're right. I remember it now. She sure seems rather odd these days. Maybe she's really getting a divorce. It's fine, though, since she's a big shot now. It'd be such a shame if her current boyfriend was just an ordinary staff in a random company.""Wouldn't it sound strange if our boss' husband was just an ordinary corporate slave?" Some people started frowning at the thought. But just as they were in the heat of the argument, they heard someone's voice come from behind them."There's nothing wrong with that. Sooner or later, Caroline will turn into an ordinary person just l
The chauffeur was so caught off guard that he was stupefied. Thankfully, Caroline hadn't lost her wits. She knew that the man on the roof was after her the moment their gazes met. She didn't think twice to open the door and leap out of the car. However, she wasn't quick enough because the man already had a cool grip around her neck before she managed to open the door wide enough to slip out. Pain shot through Caroline's neck, and she stared up at her assailant, who had reached down to cover her eyes with his other hand. "Don't look at me like that. I won't have it in me to kill someone as pretty as you if I continue looking at those eyes of yours," he said. "But the mission this time… It's—"He hadn't even finished his sentence, but Caroline felt something flow down onto her face and body. It was blood, and it was still warm. But it wasn't Caroline's. She wasn't feeling any pain at all. The next thing she knew, the man dropped dead beside her. Caroline quickly snapped
Was Nightshade wrong? Wasn't he pointing out the truth? Kirk and Caroline were head over heels in love with each other and weren't shy to show affection for each other all the time. Once the two of them got into the car, Caroline asked, "Should I call Cheryl and tell her that we won't go to dinner with her this time?" Kirk checked the time and decided that they still had time to prepare. "There's still time to spare." "Really? But I need to freshen up—"The car came to an abrupt stop, and Caroline looked at Kirk in confusion. "What's wrong?" "We're here." Kirk clarified. Caroline then turned to look at the building behind them. She froze as a wave of memories came rushing back to her. This was where they'd lived back then. Caroline opened the car door and got out of the car. A sense of familiarity washed over her although she hadn't even reached the door. The memories the sight brought back to her overwhelmed her so much that it almost made her suffocate. There