Sienna hesitated for a moment, casting a glance back at Mila.Mila pushed Sienna toward the door. "Quick. Go on.""All right. I'll leave now," Sienna said, picking up her pace to catch up with Daniel.They stepped outside and got into the car. Later, Sienna gave Daniel the address.During the drive, Sienna kept her gaze fixed out of the window. The atmosphere in the car was heavy with tension.Daniel sneakily looked at her several times, seeing how distant she seemed throughout the journey."Is there something urgent?" Daniel couldn't help but ask, his concern evident in his voice.Sienna responded with a hum."Do you need any help?" he asked again. "No, thank you."Silence settled between them once more. Eventually, the car pulled up before a large building. Sienna unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out of the car.Before closing the door, she turned to Daniel and expressed her gratitude. "Thank you. You don't have to wait for me. You can head back."She closed the door

Daniel didn't get the full story from Sienna; instead, he went to her company to speak with Harvey. From him, Daniel learned all the details and took Sienna's book home. For the first time, he discovered Sienna's pen name and the genre she wrote in. A man who had never read a romance novel before, Daniel hid in his room, secretly reading her words. In Sienna's book, the male protagonist bore a striking resemblance to him. He spent an entire day and night without sleep, reading the book that had been plagiarized—over two hundred thousand words, neither too long nor too short.The ending was tragically poignant, with the main characters going their separate ways, leaving a lifetime of regret. The story moved him to tears multiple times, his chest heavy with emotion. It was the serene morning of Mila's wedding eve when Sienna woke up early to accompany Mila back to Hoffis Manor. As she opened the door, she was startled to see Daniel standing there motionless.Looking at him, she a

Sienna's voice was like a gentle enchantment."If you wish to be with me, you must agree to three conditions," she stated. Dominic's excitement was palpable. "What are they?" "First, we'll get married before we start dating." Dominic hesitated for a few seconds but then nodded happily. "Second, after marriage, you'll live with my family, and any children we have will carry my last name." Dominic's face changed dramatically, and he remained silent. "Third, you'll hand over your bank card and all your income to me. I'll manage it." Dominic was rendered speechless. He forced a stiff smile and slowly held Sienna's hand, gently pushing it away from his tie. "Ms. Lawson, I don't think we're a good match." The shift to calling her "Ms. Lawson" signaled a newfound respect, suggesting his decision to step back.Just as Sienna was about to release his tie, someone rudely grabbed her arm, yanking her away from Dominic. Dominic froze as he met Daniel's cold, piercing gaze.

Daniel stopped in his tracks and looked at Ryan, asking, "So, should I have forced her to choose between her mother and me?" Ryan was at a loss for words. Making his ex-girlfriend choose while he couldn't give up his job did seem selfish. He suddenly understood Daniel's decision. "Do you love her that much? Even more than your job?" he asked. "Yeah." "Is there no other way?" "No." "It's been a year. Are you sure she still likes you?" Hearing Ryan's question, Daniel's expression darkened, uncertainty clouding his eyes. Reading Daniel's thoughts from his expression, Ryan exclaimed, "You never discussed this with her, did you? Do you think quitting your job will fix everything?" "Not yet. I want to get her mother's approval first." Ryan scoffed and patted his shoulder. "Don't be naive. After a year apart, she might not feel the same. Women nowadays are practical, and they can't stand loneliness. She's probably dated a few people and moved on by now." Daniel fell sile

"What about social media? Why did you block me?" Sienna inquired. "Sorry, Sienna. Why exactly did you call me?" Jane's response left Sienna somewhat resigned, a sense of foreboding settling over her. Such was the way of supposed lifelong friends. Sienna had no interest in maintaining one-sided emotional investments in friendships. Cutting straight to the chase, she asked, "Jane, did you write 'Into the Light'?" There was silence on the other end. For Sienna, this silence was deafening. She couldn't believe it. Her heart clenched with a mix of sorrow and indignation. "So, 'Into the Light' is really your work?" "Yes." Jane's voice, though slightly hollow, carried an air of entitlement. "I've already bought the book's copyright and secured a film contract." Sienna let out a wry smile, her eyes moistening. "I never imagined that my best friend would steal my book. I—" Before Sienna could finish, Jane cut her off, her tone assertive, "Sienna, my book was published three mon