Twisted Fates: A Game of Love and Retribution

Sam wasn't one to gossip, and with Ivy Morgan out playing cards at a friend's house, no one would know that Kingsly Scott had driven her home.

Feeling exhausted, Rachel Foster returned to her room, sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and then suddenly pulled open the bedside table drawer to take out the old USB drive inside.

She had wiped this drive clean last time, and now it looked as good as new. After staring at it for a long time, she finally dragged out the cardboard box from under the bed and placed the drive at the very bottom.

The past is like smoke; since it's destined, there's no need to cling to it.

Noah Foster's call came in as she came to terms with this.

She went to the window to answer the phone. "Noah."

"Sis, I heard Jasper is fine now. I'm thrilled."

Rachel felt guilty and rubbed her forehead. "Sorry, I forgot to tell you all..." She rarely was this absent-minded, which worried her siblings.

"Sis, you sound exhausted... Do you have anything else troubling you?"

Noah was always perceptive.

"It's nothing."

"Sis, I know everything you do is so we can live well, but I hope you don't push yourself too hard. I don't want you to wear yourself out."

Rachel smiled a little. "I know, you little nag. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

"Wait, sis."

"Hmm?"

"Soon, I'll have a surprise for you, and you'll be pleased."

Rachel nodded contentedly. "Alright, I'll wait for your surprise."

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After finishing the meeting, Kingsly gave instructions to Helen while making a phone call.

Amy, Kingsly's assistant, saw him striding out of the meeting room with those long legs, and her heart was pounding with nerves.

She had been working for him for half a year, but facing the boss still made her heart race, mainly because her boss was incredibly handsome.

The gray suit he wore was perfectly tailored to his tall figure. With his exceptionally handsome face and the noble, gentlemanly manner he exuded, it's no wonder there was so much competition for the secretary assistant position.

Even now, being unable to talk to the boss and watching from afar was intoxicating.

Amy whispered something to Helen, prompting Helen to inform Kingsly, "Mr. Scott, Mr. Thompson is here, waiting in your office."

Leo Thompson was leaning lazily against the desk, idly flipping through the financial magazines Kingsly usually read. When he saw Kingsly enter, he finally lifted his gaze. "Kingsly, you're really busy. I've waited for you for half an hour."

Kingsly ignored Leo, going straight to his desk. "What's up?"

Leo casually tossed aside the magazine in his hand and said, "My wife heard Luna is back and wants to invite you both for dinner, the four of us."

"Okay."

"That's all the reaction I get?" Leo looked at Kingsly suspiciously.

Kingsly sat down, opening the file in front of him. "Anything else?"

Leo's sharp eyes narrowed slyly as he looked at Kingsly. "So... did you get with little Miss Foster?"