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Chapter 1: The Debt and the Sale (Part 1) Emma Craven discovered that her life was over at exactly 2:37 p.m. on a rainy Tuesday, while trying to untie an impossible knot in her shoelace. The kitchen p...

Gu Qingbai's furious questioning left her with nothing to answer back. "I've told you — your big brother is not a good person. Staying with him will ruin you!" "That's not how I see it." What Gu Qingb...

When it came to Gu Zai'an and Gu Qingbai, Qin Shaofen was two entirely different people. With Gu Qingbai she was gentle and attentive, patting his head and comforting him: "Qingbai, keep your distance...

After hanging up, Xiao Wang sent over all the files at once. On the personal file, Zhou Xun lingered longer than once: Li Tan had served three years in prison, and not for anything dignified—petty the...

Shen Yueji sighed. She hadn't wanted to dig all this up again, but since Lin Ting had asked, staying silent would only let the others dig out most of it anyway — better to say it herself. "Cheng Chi c...

Yan Yu's pale eyes flew wide open in shock. He couldn't understand why Gu Huaizhi would say that. Before he could ask, the man closed in and closed a hand around his throat. “I don't need your explana...

The watch didn't have to run long. Around three or four in the afternoon, a taxi pulled up sharp at the plaza's entrance and a man got out carrying a heavy bag—something weighty inside, by the look of...

That night, after they got home, Lin Ting did indeed ask about Shen Yueji and Cheng Chi's history, her gaze curious, sizing her up. "You and Cheng Chi — were you two a couple?" Shen Yueji thought for ...

The alarm went off at 6:12 a.m. Not 6:15, as Fábio had intended, because he’d set it incorrectly the night before—too nervous to get anything right, including his own fingers. He sat up in bed and sta...

Chapter 4: The Debt and the Sale (Part 4) Emma adjusted her posture, squared her shoulders, and took her first real step down the ground-floor corridor. The black-and-white marble beneath her sneakers...

After they left the infirmary, Xu Xingye didn't head straight back to the classroom. He drifted slowly down the corridor toward the stairwell. The teaching building emptied quickly after the final bel...

Chapter 5: The Debt and the Sale (Part 5) The corridor curved gently to the left and suddenly opened into a wider area: the entrance to the kitchen, judging by the distant scent of dried herbs and the...

Chapter 2: The Debt and the Sale (Part 2) That night, the family home was filled with a heavy silence. Her mother cried in the bathroom with the faucet running. Her brother pretended to study, but Emm...

Day had barely broken when the black sedan Fu Jingchen sent was already blocking the gate of the side courtyard. Lawyer Chen stood by the car door in a neatly pressed gray suit, holding last night's u...

Chapter 3: The Debt and the Sale (Part 3) His voice was exactly what she had imagined the voice of someone who read five-year contracts for fun would sound like: controlled, slightly ironic, and dange...

Lu Siting didn't stay seated for long. He got up, walked over to the water dispenser, took a paper cup, filled it halfway with warm water, and set it down on the small table by the bed. When he was do...

Watching Qingchen sleep, Ling Wu knelt beside the couch, chin propped on one hand, a wistful look on her face. Who knew when her master would wake. Those brawny male immortals clearly had no notion of...

Xue Wenbin had not gone far down the path toward the back courtyard when he stopped. Autumn darkened early. Just past the you hour, the sky had already deepened to dark indigo. No lamps were lit in th...

The man at the door stood against the light, tall and broad-shouldered, in an indigo-dyed rough-cloth working outfit, a short knife at his waist, his boot tops caked with yellow loess - he had plainly...

If it was a false entrance... then where was the real one? He was nearly without a clue. Shangguan Jin knew which way Murong Qing had gone when she left, but the particulars were beyond him. He rubbed...

It was the only piece of evidence she had left behind. When all this was done she lowered her head again and pressed forward quickly, not daring to look up once more at her surroundings. Following the...

Yan Yu lay back down on the bed, his right hand guided by Gu Huaizhi's to reach the wound below. Applying his own ointment under Gu Huaizhi's gaze — just imagining what this round of “bedside care” wo...

The Old Apartment, Night Emily had heard Rain's muttering and glanced over. "That's exactly the problem." Emily lowered her voice. "Hey, think carefully - have you broken off any strange willow branch...

Qingchen sat up and held out a hand to Ling Wu. His hand was pale and slender, the knuckles distinct, curved in a gentle arc—a beautiful sight. "Did I not tell you, Ah-Wu? No need for formalities in p...

The Old Apartment, Night Emily tapped the tip of her chopsticks against the table. "The Valdieri family has deep mafia roots. There are plenty of stories online about their early business: harbor smug...

Chapter 7: First Day on the Job (Part 1) Emma Craven’s imaginary alarm clock went off at six-thirty in the morning in the form of a persistent bird that had decided to sing right outside her bedroom w...

Elara's Pov The night everything changed started like any other Tuesday in hell. I was standing in my kitchen—my father’s kitchen, really, though he’d been dead six months and the ghost of him still l...

At dusk, Qingchen led Ling Wu back and reached out to tear the notice from the board. A swarm of servants materialized on the spot, hoisted up a sedan chair, and bore the two of them off to the Shen r...

Fang Runing went down on one knee and lowered He Yuanqiu from her back. He Yuanqiu's feet touched the mud. She swayed but didn't fall, steadying herself on Fang Runing's shoulder for a moment, then sl...

He Yuanxia didn't move. She crouched on the edge of the ledge, the wind snapping her blue dress like a small flag. She looked at Fang Runing, and in those black eyes something was shaking violently. N...

"I'm begging you. Give me something to eat. At least—at least let the child eat her fill." A-Lan knelt on the ground, pleading with the man. The man sat on a bench smoking opium, the white smoke of ch...

Chapter 8: First Day on the Job (Part 2) The silence that followed was deafening. Emma stood frozen, the feather duster still in her hand, her mouth hanging open, her heart pounding so hard she was ce...

Crying drifted in faintly from outside—"Wuwuwu..."—enough to unsettle anyone's heart. Qian Duoduo mouthed silently: "Someone's crying." "I'm not deaf," Xu Changhuan replied. Well, fine then. The cryin...

Yu Chong stared at him, cold as frost. "Say that again." Ding Peichen was already laughing too hard to breathe, though he fought to keep his volume down. "Godzilla! Or one of those three-headed, six-a...

Guan Heng froze, as if something had just occurred to him. Brimming with apology, he raised a hand and smacked his own mouth. "Pah—Peichen. I said it wrong. Peichen." "Don't be mad. Just now I was… I ...

Marina Lopes had known Alexander Monteiro for nine years. Nine years of meetings, crises, launches, late nights, terrible machine coffee, and excellent coffee from actual cafés. Nine years of watching...

Qin Zheng glanced at the rabbit lantern, then at Shen Ci's fleeing back, and shook his head, laughing. He'd likely provoked some young miss again. Setting the lantern aside, he took up his brush and w...