“Before you asked me for the money, why didn’t you ask for my help in tracking down your mother’s grave?” asked Jackson. Serenity was caught by surprise when she heard his question. At that moment, she realized how foolish she was. Even if she really handed fifty million to her father, was he really going to stop at that? Who’s to say he wouldn’t ask for more?As Jackson suggested, she really should have just sought his help in finding out where her mother’s grave was moved. The only explanation was that she was blinded by panic. She couldn’t believe she had managed to overlook such an obvious option. “Can you bring me there now?” she asked anxiously. At this point, the only time she could be at ease is after personally visiting her mother’s grave. “There’s no need to rush. You should rest first. If you’re feeling sleepy, you can take a nap first,” advised Jackson. But how could she sleep now? Serenity could only stare at him with helpless eyes. After roughly 15 minutes, h

“From our investigation, after Ms. Lewis’s father removed her mother’s urn from its original location, he placed it here and paid three months’ rent in advance. After a brief visit on the first day, he never returned again.” Connor continued, “We’ve asked around, but he hasn’t reached out to any cemetery in particular, nor has he initiated any plans to purchase a new grave plot.” Serenity’s eyes remained firmly planted on the urn. So… he never really planned to relocate her grave all this time? Everything he did until this point was just to get her to fork out the money.It was likely that after her use was expended, he would simply throw the urn back at her. What a terrible father. Well, at least she wouldn’t have to worry about his funeral expenses in the future. Serenity wondered how her mother would feel if she knew how she was being treated by a man that she once loved. Even after her death, he still had the audacity to use her. Serenity found the situation as sad as

“No, I’m fine with this place!” replied Serenity hastily. The grave plot Jackson had picked for her mother had its own private space compared to the other graves. Using an analogy with the different types of houses, the rest of the cemetery was like an apartment block, while her mother’s grave was a standalone bungalow. The private grave plot was neatly lined with a row of trees. There were also marble tables and chairs for visitors within the compound. “Very well,” said Jackson. “Then it’s time for you to lay down your mother’s ashes.” Serenity nodded before she knelt down and placed the urn inside a hole specially dug to contain the urn. Then, the workers covered the hole with cement, thus sealing the grave. One of them passed a contract over to her. It contained a fifty-year lease over the grave plot. She was shocked when she saw the price of the lease. It was so expensive that she probably wouldn’t be able to afford the lease even prior to the incident. “All expenses ha

Jackson’s pitch-black hair contrasted his fair skin. From her position, she could clearly see his beautiful neck, his shapely ear, and the side profile of his face. Everything about him was magnetic as she couldn’t look away from him. At that moment, she felt even his ear was much better looking than any other person’s. When he straightened his back and turned to face her, Serenity felt her heart hammering against her chest. His gaze under the moonlight was gentle. His lips opened and closed, creating sounds that tugged at her heartstrings as if they were a magical harp. At that moment, Serenity felt her surroundings fade away, making him the only existing being in her world. Then, she watched as his face inched closer. His facial features were flawless as if they were sculpted by God’s own hands. “What’s the matter?” his voice sounded. Serenity snapped out of her reverie and realized she had fallen into a trance from staring at him. “It’s… it’s nothing,” replied Sereni

Serenity noticed that whenever Jackson glanced at her, there would always be a hint of fascination in his gaze as if they had already known each other for years. However, she also noticed that he would quickly revert to his usual self, who acted as if he desperately wanted to leave her.Something seemed to have changed recently, as she noticed the struggle in his eyes. At that moment, Serenity had no idea what was the appropriate response. Under his intense gaze, her face grew bright red. “Why are you looking away? I want you to look at me, sis!” said Jackson as he moved closer to her. As if his voice contained a magical spell, her gaze unwittingly returned to his face. When she looked at him, she was met with a gentle gaze, from which she sensed longing and attachment. His hair was slicked back, which left his forehead exposed. In her mind, the image of him right now kept overlapping with “Jack” from before. Back then, Jack would also look at her in the same way. “Perhaps,

From the very beginning, all Jackson wanted was for Serenity to love him willingly. As time passed, his desire for this grew stronger. He wanted her to develop strong feelings for him only. In fact, he could not accept the possibility that she might be with another man in the future. Every time he thought of this, his heart would be overwhelmed by a tidal wave of jealousy. Jealousy… because of her, he finally understood how it felt to be jealous. Serenity looked up at him intently. The hand that rested against her cheek felt hot. At that moment, memories of the time she spent with him came flooding through her mind. Even… even if she felt a certain degree of fear toward him, perhaps she really had developed feelings for him. In fact, she might have already liked him back when he was still known to her as “Jack.” “Are you really okay with me falling for you?” she asked quietly. “Yes,” replied Jackson without hesitation. “What about you? How do you feel about me? Or per

Perhaps Serenity was a little impulsive when she said that last night. But… it was the truth. It seems that at some point, she had fallen for this man named Jackson Valor. Toward him, she felt both fear and admiration. Although they were contradicting feelings, they still existed together. “That means you wish to be with me, yes?” asked Jackson. “Huh?” His question caught her by surprise. Suddenly, she remembered how he pulled her into his arms after she confessed her feelings for him. “Then what do I have to do to make you like me only, and not any other man?” When Serenity heard what he said, she blurted out in response, “You mean… like a boyfriend?” Jackson murmured in reply, “Boyfriend, huh? Do you wish to date me?” Date me? Her mind went blank when she heard those words. Perhaps she had never imagined the two of them in such a relationship. The corners of Jackson’s mouth were upturned. “Then we’ll do just that. How do you feel about us dating?” he asked. “Sure,”

“Turns out I wasn’t mistaken at all. It really was you.” Lucas glanced at Clara with an indifferent expression. “Let me guess. You want me to keep what I saw a secret from Wilson?” Clara’s body trembled the moment she heard him mention Wilson’s name. It’s been such a long time since she last heard someone talking about him. It was a name that she once loved, but also hated. Now, she just wanted to stay as far as possible away from that person, so she could continue her life in peace.“Yes,” affirmed Clara through gritted teeth. “I understand that I don’t have the right to tell you what to do, but I beg your mercy. Just pretend that you didn’t see me!” Clara’s tone indicated that she had accepted her position as an inferior in this negotiation. Even if he wanted her to grovel at his feet, she likely would have done so without hesitation. “You probably know that for the past few years, he’s been on the search for you,” said Lucas. Clara pursed her lips and remained silent. He

Perhaps there was more to the story than a simple car accident. Lucas pondered in silence and laughed to himself. The only fatality from the car accident was Mira Hall, Jackson’s fiancee. Yet, Serenity and Jackson were dating today. If it really were a plot to remove Mira from the picture, then Jackson would have investigated the matter. Why was he being so worked up about it?It’s just that…“When did Serenity start working at your shop?” asked Lucas out of the blue.“Huh?” Even Clara was surprised by his question. After a moment, she answered, “I guess about half a month ago? She’s helping us with order deliveries.” “How is she as a worker?” inquired Lucas. “She’s pretty good. Serenity’s a diligent worker and rarely messes up our orders. I’ve never heard her complain about being tired…” As Clara spoke about Serenity, Lucas propped up his face and wore an intrigued expression. His lips were curled into a smile, and there was a renewed gentle look on his face compared to bef

The landlord’s reply pissed off Grayson to no end. He was about to ask the landlord about the room when the man hung up.“What’s going on? Did something happen to the urn?” asked Catherine anxiously. “The landlord said someone went there last night and took it away!” replied Grayson. “What do you mean? What about our money? If not for that damned urn, that girl would never give us fifty million!” Catherine began panicking. All of a sudden, a possibility popped up in her mind. “Right, she must’ve hired someone to take it away…” With a frown, Grayson dialed Serenity’s number. A moment later, she answered the call. “What’s the matter?” “Listen, I’ve thought about it, and since you’re still my daughter, if you can’t fork out the fifty million you promised yesterday, I’ll accept half that amount first, and I’ll tell you where your mother’s buried. Didn’t you say that you were getting along well with Jackson? He shouldn’t have a problem coming up with that amount, right?” Althou