game, finally venting her frustrations. Chloe''s acting started to suffer. ke noticed the crew''s growing impatience and announced, “Let''s call it a day. Dinner''s me tonight.” After the crew dispersed, ke turned to Alice. “So you''re not worried about your team''s practice. being disrupted?”
“The filming needs time. You shouldn''t be the one worried,” Alice replied calmly, meeting hist gaze. It was a game of endurance.
ke tried to hide his anger, feigning gentleness."Let''s go to dinner. I chose your favorite.
restaurant."
not me."
Alice smirked. "You''ve got the wrong person. Chloe likes that restaurant, ke''s face faltered. “Oh, I must have gotten it mixed up. I''ve been so busytely.” “If you can''t even remember that, then stop pretending to be the good brother. There are no
cameras here."
ke''s face darkened. Chloe tried to smooth things over."Brother, Alice just talks like that. Don''t mind her." ke took the opportunity to leave.
Alice fumed. “Can you believe him? All that nice-guy act is fake! I wish we could expose him!"
"He''s a celebrity. Without solid evidence, no one will believe us," Alice said, knowing that ke''s carefully cultivated image made her arguments virtually useless against his massive fanbase.
"Let''s start practice. Everyone, we''re doing sparring sessions," Alice dered.
They practiced until curfew, then Alice showered and found a package on her desk: pain relief patches. She snapped a photo and texted Jack. "Got it. Thanks."
Jack hesitated in his reply, unsure how to interpret her message. Her detached tone made him. question her current state of mind.
Jack''s friend, Jack, looked over his shoulder. Her replying means she''s being rational, she knows. you weren''t driving that night, it''s not directly your fault."
“But she doesn''t seem to have figured it all out.” Jack stared at the chat.
Jack added, “Makes sense. Your stepmother handled the situation. Your identity might not have been revealed. You should ask her."
Jack nodded, agreeing; he needed to settle ounts with his half-brother, Daniel, who tried to betray him.
Alice finished drying her hair, noticing Jack''s dyed reply. Instead, she received several messages from the dark web forum.
"The client is very serious. We can increase your pay, any other requirements?," the administrator
wrote.
"It''s not about the money. The deal''s off," Alice replied, unwilling to work with Ethan''spany.
"Have you had issues with them?*
Alice responded, "Yes, indeed."
“Perfect! Use this opportunity to get an apology! They need you don''t waste this chance!" Then, a thought struck her. Ethan had a lead on her parents'' ident. Maybe she could use this
to get
what she needed. It had taken him years, which meant finding the hit-and-run driver would be difficult. She might have to spend years of her own time.
Even though she desperately wanted to avoid the Windham family, she needed the truth. She needed to find that driver.
"You''re right. I''ll go to Lu Corp tomorrow morning."
Some things needed to be discussed in person.
The next morning, after ss, Alice went to Lu Corp. She approached the receptionist. “I''m here. to see Mr. Windham."
"Do
The
you have an appointment?"
receptionist recognized
her
and her
widened. "You''re eyes
Alice Lu?"
Alice nodded. The receptionist personally escorted her to Ethan''s office. Ethan looked up, surprised. "What do you want?"
Alice stated her purpose clearly. "I want information about the hit-and-run driver." "So you''ve decided to drop the charges. About time. You do have a conscience after all. Mom and Dad didn''t raise you for nothing," Ethan said, his mood improving. He looked down at her condescendingly.“But you''ll have to beg for it.”
This refined version maintains the Americanized setting, colloquialnguage, and strong emotional currents while ensuring a smooth narrative flow. It also emphasizes character. motivations and subtext for a morepelling and insightful reading experience.