Holly thought she was dreaming when she heard them say that Bryce was here. He had just left this morning, surely he wouldn't come over again tonight?She turned back to look at Bryce. His tall and slender figure was revealed under the moonlight. His features were strikingly handsome, yet there was a hint of loneliness cast on his face.Holly was shocked. It really was Bryce. He was walking over to her.He was still looking spirited by the time he left this morning, but now he seemed a little exhausted.Holly couldn't believe her eyes. She stood staring at him motionlessly.Then, her bodyguard said, "It really is Mr. Gabelman, Mrs. Gabelman. He came to look for you."Only then did Holly snap out of her reverie.Her heart was beating fast as she asked subconsciously, "Why are you here?"Bryce didn't answer her. He only looked at her wordlessly. Traces of disappointment and loneliness were evident in his gaze.Holly had never seen such conflicting emotions from him. She felt as

It was Holly's first time hearing Bryce speak in such a tone. She found it intriguing and even felt that his aggrieved look was adorable for a split second.It was far from his usual cold and aloof image. Such vague grievance of his made her like him even more.Holly wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at his bloodshot eyes. She then gently poked at the corner of his eyes with a finger.She said, "Look at you. Your eyes are bloodshot now. You shouldn't come over again tomorrow, got it?"Byrce nuzzled his nose against her wordlessly. He didn't want to come as well, but Abelin had been watching her vigilantly and refused to leave this place.He had played the hero by rescuing Holly last night, and tonight, he was even playing the flute. It made Bryce insecure.Holly waited but no answer came from him. She knew that he refused to agree.She sighed and said, "Once the materials are here, I'll inform Prof. Gondalez that I'll bring the silk painting back to Jardington for rest

Abraham got angrier the more he thought about it. The Cotts and the Gabelmans had been business partners for many decades. This was the first time Bryce had been so rude to him.Even Arthur was obliged to show respect to him. How dared a youngster like Bryce come to his office and point fingers at him?Abraham was shaking in anger. He took his phone up and called Quirina.He asked, "Dracowaist Village. Motel. Mason Newman. You should know what happened, right?"Quirina immediately started panicking. She only forced herself to calm down after a while.She pretended to ask calmly, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."Abraham said irritatedly, "Stop playing games with me!"Quirina acted dumb and said, "I'm not!"Abraham told her directly, "Samantha's left hand was smashed, and her face was swollen from being beaten up. She's now even in the detention center. These all happened because of that Holly!"I know you care about Samantha and want to avenge her, but can't yo

Quirina was startled and quickly hit the brakes. The screeching sound of the brakes hurt her ears. She had almost collided with the car.She was shocked to the point of crouching over the steering wheel. Her heart thumped loudly as she clutched her chest, breathing heavily.She was filled with shock and fear and, at the same time, bursting with anger, but the owner of the minivan didn't even show themselves. They were clearly unapologetic.Quirina was in a fit of anger. She winded the car window down and shouted at the minivan in front of her, "Do you know how to drive? Where are you rushing to? Go somewhere else if you want to die!"There was no reply from anyone in the minivan.Quirina was used to being pampered by others. How could she tolerate such humiliation, especially when it came from someone driving a minivan?How dare a minivan owner ignore her! She was beyond livid.Anyone could no longer maintain their rationality under a fit of rage.Quirina was overwhelmed by a

Holly finished restoring the silk painting after a week. She then called Annie and asked her to get someone to retrieve it and send it to the museum where it would be exhibited later.She thought of how she would be able to see the painting she had restored in the future whenever she visited the museum. Holly's name would be listed under the restorer column, and the painting would be exhibited for generations. She felt rather honored.It was especially so when she thought about how she could bring her future children to the museum. She could tell them that their mother was the one who restored the painting. She felt a sense of achievement by that thought alone.Holly couldn't help but touch her flat belly when she thought of children. She had been trying to get pregnant for a while but to no avail.However, there was no point in rushing things, as she would be learning ceramic restoration under Trevor soon. It would be a long and challenging journey for her.…Holly asked Hayde