L''s wounds had all healed, except for the more severe head injury. It was finally time to remove the bandages today.


    Kieran, still concerned, drove her to the hospital for a check-up. He finally rxed once the doctor verified everything was alright.


    When the doctor was done, L stepped out of the room and saw Kieran standing by the hallway window, gazing intently outside. He wore a silver-gray tailored suit, his posture tall andmanding,plementing any attire he wore. Passers-by couldn''t help but look in his direction.


    L walked over and gently poked his arm with her finger. "What are you looking at?"


    He turned, his eyes lifting slightly with a hint of delight. "I just saw a girl who looked a lot like you in high school."


    L paused in surprise. She could hardly remember what she looked like back then. The only thing she recalled was the overwhelming panic and confusion she felt when her parents passed away during her first year of high school.


    Later, she was taken in by the Morgan family who treated her well, though they couldn''t do much to ease her thoughts at the time.


    Kieran had already established a reputation in the business world by then. But his presence was less overwhelming than it was now. Even Noah wasn''t afraid of him, and when Kieran came home, he would usually drag him into ying childish games.


    "I''ll drive you back," Kieran said as he interrupted her train of thought.


    She smiled and declined. "There''s no need. Mr. Mason told me you have an important meeting this afternoon. You''ll bete if you have to drive me back."


    L knew he would insist regardless and added, "Besides, you didn''t buy me that car for it to sit around doing nothing. We''re both so busy that I feel jealous seeing it sit idly in the garage. Might as well put it to use."


    Her tone was yful, her eyes lifted slightly, resembling peach blossoms blooming in spring.


    Amused, Kieran couldn''t help but smile. Nheless, he still sounded like he was speaking to an insistent child. He reached out and patted her head. "Alright, but be safe."


    After the two parted ways, L headed back to the film set. She hadn''t expected to run into Terry Jones there.


    He waved at her as soon as he saw her arrive. It didn''t seem like a coincidence.


    He was clearly waiting for her. L thought Dorian might have sent him to speak to her on his behalf.


    "L, long time no see," Terry greeted.


    "Mr. Jones, long time no see." She nodded politely.


    Terry froze for a second and grinned. "You''re being way too formal."


    L didn''tment on his remark. Terry was Dorian''s friend, so their sole connection was tied to Dorian. Now that she and Dorian had cut ties, she no longer considered Terry a friend.


    Seeing through her thoughts, Terry stroked his chin and said. "Just because you and Dorian broke up doesn''t mean we can''t be friends. You can call me Terry like before. Better yet, call me Ter."


    L hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Ter."


    "That''s better." He chuckled. "Don''t worry, I''m not here because of Dorian. I''ve got a new script here and was hoping you''d direct the project. Are you interested?"


    L looked at him with suspicion in her eyes.


    Terry facepalmed, looking more helpless than before. "You''re too sharp. I can''t hide anything from you."


    Seeing her grow ufortable, he quickly exined, "I had a fight with my family and decided to venture out on my own.


    "My father''s a cruel old man, you see. He''s called a few rtives and made sure no one helps me. I finallynded a decent script, but as for the funding...''