I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

After everyone had left, Reginald deflated. Over the years, the Celestial Alliance had become a hollow shell, and he himself was not what he used to be. The Celestial Alliance had made too many enemies; if something went wrong, many would pounce on them like rats on a piece of cake.

Reginald sat on the sofa and saw Little Lucky crawling on the soft mat on the floor. She had crawled to his feet. This was the first time Reginald had seen Little Lucky crawl.

"Rowan, you can crawl now," Reginald said, suddenly delighted and surprised by Little Lucky's progress. He praised her with a kind face, "Rowan, you're amazing."

Little Lucky sat on the floor, covering her mouth with her hands and laughing. Her shy expression dispelled the anger in Reginald's heart. He reached out to touch Little Lucky's chubby cheek and said, "Rowan, Grandpa is in trouble. Many police officers are coming to arrest Grandpa. Suddenly, I don't want to leave you. I want to watch you grow up because you're so adorable. Grandpa likes you."

Little Lucky babbled incomprehensible words, unable to understand what Reginald was saying but responding as if she did.

Reginald felt a sense of healing. He picked up Little Lucky and said, "Grandpa will take you to a place where no one can find us. Grandpa has a secret for you. Grandpa has a lot of money, and it will all be yours in the future. My little granddaughter will become the happiest girl in the world."

As he spoke, Reginald remembered the gold lock he had made for Little Lucky. He took it out from a box and handed it to her. The gold lock had a pig engraved on it.

Little Lucky loved shiny things. She grabbed the gold lock with her small hand and smiled brightly, clearly a little miser.

Seeing Little Lucky happy made Reginald happy too. Like a cunning rabbit with multiple burrows, Reginald had made various plans when he embarked on this path.

If anything went wrong, Reginald had his own way out.

Playing with Little Lucky eased his worries, but downstairs Terrence was anxious. Knowing his daughter was upstairs in Reginald's hands made him restless. He had been tracking them for so long without finding an opportunity to act; Reginald never left Little Lucky's side.

Terrence's frustration was known to no one. Fortunately, Reginald didn't mistreat Little Lucky, which was Terrence's only solace.

In Auroraville, Harvey had been searching for Selene's whereabouts. Meredith knew Harvey's thoughts and called him after returning from the police station to inform him about Selene turning herself in.

Harvey's heart tightened upon hearing this but quickly dismissed the feeling and asked, "How many years will Selene be sentenced?"

"I'm not sure," Meredith replied. "Prepare yourself; it could be at least ten years."

"Ten years? She'll spend her best years in prison?" Harvey exclaimed. "I'll hire the best lawyer for her; maybe there's hope for change. Joy Chaucer harmed so many people and got only a few years-this isn't fair to Selene." Meredith directly asked, "Harvey, do you like Selene?"

The question stunned Harvey; he had never thought about it before.

As Meredith asked, images of his interactions with Selene flashed through Harvey's mind. Though they hadn't spent much time together, he remembered every moment vividly.

Selene initially struck him as an iceberg-expressionless and seemingly immune to pain. When he found her injured in an alleyway with deep wounds, she didn't utter a sound while other girls would cry over minor cuts. Later, when he found the amnesiac Selene in the greenbelt area, it was their first "intimate" contact and the first time someone called him immature.

Whenever Selene was in danger, he couldn't help but worry and seek information about her.

Scratching his head, Harvey told Meredith over the phone, "I don't know either; I just feel she's different from other girls."