spinning around me. The pain was too much. I

ntly. It was the courtyard I used to live in, in the Sterling mansion. Eve

bed. He took my hand and

is voice was soft, laced with a concern

grasp. I furiously wiped my skin with my sl

verything-all her assets, all her companies, her hand in marriage. Back then, I had desperately wished for just a fraction of

t. It was beautiful, a piece of embroidery I had made myself. He s

f-important satisfaction. "You should have just shown me this charm ear

ance was

make a charm for a

ht I was still being stub

said, his tone patient, as if explaining some

just like I had been when we were younger. No matter what I said, he

ther, Sarah burst into the r

aff' s people are searching all over the city! T

w could Ms. Reed steal the CEO' s locket? Now she' s caused such a huge problem.

thin line. He ignored Sarah' s suggest

reedy! You dared to steal the capital' s TechCorp C

the door. "Guards, tie up this serv

ugh I despise you, seeing your deep affection for me, I' ll put in a good word with the

had become so narcissistic, so utterly repulsive. I

the bed, her lips curled into a crue

two burly maids who had follo

arah picked up a nearby bamboo stick, the kind used for beating rugs. She

et my man, you

ms again and again, each blow a line of fire. The pain was searing, relentless. Finally, m

ersonal physician to ensure they were perfect for my delicate embroidery work, we

you get away with this!"

what are you saying? I' m doing this to appease the T

when the TechCorp CEO and the chief of staff arriv