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"What's this, another episode of 'Days of Our Lives'?"

Just then, a casual, deep male voice cut through the air.

"Is this the grand performance they've prepared for our return?"

Christine Jackson was taken aback to see Jane Webster.

"You're back? How come?"

Jane tapped her forehead, "You think you could keep something this big from me?"

Christine believed Bella Taylor to be trustworthy, "How did you find out?"

Jane nodded towards Gregory Ford.

Everything was understood without words.

Christine got it, holding Jane's hand, "We're not kids anymore. Dailey Clarkson and I can handle this. You guys enjoy your drama."

Jane replied, "A day or two won't make a difference."

"Dailey!"

Christine wanted to add something more but was interrupted by a heart-wrenching cry.

Turning around, she saw Nelly Lindsay throwing herself into Dailey's arms.

Until that moment, she had been standing still.

Instinct told Christine that Nelly wasn't the type to hurt herself.

And it wasn't just her; Gregory had seen through the act the moment he appeared.

But Dailey couldn't just stand by and watch. He had to step in.

And with that intervention, Nelly was now in his arms.

It was too late to pull away now.

He looked towards Christine.

With a casual wave, Christine then said to Jane, "I'm starving. Let's eat and talk."

"Will catch up after," Gregory said, following the two sisters.

Once settled in the diner, Gregory leisurely ordered.

All of Jane's favorites.

Sitting across from them, Christine watched their lovey-dovey exchange and suddenly realized, "Oh, Mr. Ford didn't come back to help; he came to enjoy the show."

Gregory, unfazed, replied, "Mr. Taylor, you're thinking too small."

"

Christine complained to Jane, who lightly slapped Gregory.

But Gregory was only scared of his wife.

"You guys go on; I'm out of this conversation."

Christine burped, "Great, no need for dinner for me. I'm full of dog food."

As she spoke, someone sat next to her.

They brought with them a scent mixed with the hotel's shampoo and a hint of fresh tobacco.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Without saying much, she passed the menu.

Dailey pushed it back, "You pick."

Gregory couldn't keep his mouth shut for long, especially when it involved his brother's drama.

"Where's your usual alertness?"

"

In Dailey's world of political and business intrigue, surrounded by rivals, enemies, and those seeking to

cunning schemes, it wouldn't

exaggeration to say he was constantly under threat.

climb the social laddened

Every move required foresight.

While it appeared they were untouchable in their high positions, beneath the surface, there were

always those waiting for a chance to strike.

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As the sole heir to the Clarkson empire, Dailey was both precious and perpetually in danger.

From a young age, his family taught him to discern people's true natures beneath their facades and to remain vigilant.

He even underwent professional survival training in the wilderness.

But last night, all that training was forgotten.

Even when he caught a whiff of a suspiciously sweet smell, he didn't investigate.

It wasn't until he woke up the next afternoon that he realized something was amiss.

This delay indeed made the investigation more complicated.

"Is this what they call, 'A life of pleasure leads to a death of honor'?"

"

"

Dailey sipped his tea, remaining silent.

Gregory was about to tease him further when Jane poked him in the ribs.

He instantly straightened up, "We need to thoroughly investigate both

Merritt and Nelly. The bigger the

show, the guiltier they feel. en.kikistoriontent