Chapter 1890


    "Awake yet?" The voice on the other end of the phone, distorted by a voice changer, was emotionless.


    Martin spoke the truth, "Yeah, she’s up."


    A few days earlier, he had called Arabe, begging her to save Serena. Arabe had tly refused.


    Just when he was at his wit''s end in the hospital, an unknown number called him, saying there was a


    way to save Serena.


    But there was a catch: Martin had to agree to do three things for the caller.


    The caller didn''t specify what these three tasks were, only insisting that Martin agree first.


    In the end, with Serena''s life hanging in the bnce, Martin agreed.


    "What''s the first thing I need to do?" Martin asked.


    "No rush," came the calm, authoritative reply, even through the voice changer.


    "When the timees for you to act, I''ll let you know. If I don''t reach out, you don''t need to contact me.


    Now that yourdy''s awake, our deal is in full swing. Here''s to a pleasant coboration."


    With that, the call ended.


    Martin felt uneasy. He had a hunch that the caller was trouble, but given the situation, he had no other


    choice.


    He couldn''t just watch the woman he loved slip away.


    Initially, the caller had sent him to a ce to pick up a pill. After Serena took it, she didn''t wake up.


    He even suspected the medication was faulty and made threats.


    It wasn''t until two dayster, when the hospital announced that Serena''s condition was stable and she


    could go home to recover, that he began to feel some relief.


    Thanks to the high-end medical equipment he had splurged on for Serena, she could spend the


    holidays at home instead of in the sterile environment of the hospital.


    To his surprise, a few days after taking the pill, Serena actually woke up.


    While he was overjoyed, he also felt worried about whatever mighte next.


    Back at Reflections Vi.


    Arabe arrived home to find family portraits fromst Christmas disyed everywhere.


    "Be, you''re back? How do you like these photos?" Louisa, gripping her hand, beamed, "The biggest


    one goes on the wall, so guests see it right as theye in. And these smaller ones, let''s put one on


    each end table, so guests can see our happy family while they''re having coffee."


    "Oh please, who cares about those?" Seanmented sourly. "Besides, is the family evenplete?


    Anyone would think you''ve lost a son."


    He had missed thest Christmas photo, so he wasn''t in the family portraits. Knowing now how


    adorable and beloved his sister was, he wished he had crawled to be in the photo with her, no matter


    how badly he had been hurt.


    "You''re just sour grapes because you missed out." rk, picking up a photo of him and his sister,


    admired it contentedly, "I think this one will look perfect on my desk. And this frame is super cute."


    "Look at you, it''s hideous." Sean scoffed at rk in the photo, "Look at Be, she''s practically


    grimacing with you."


    "That''s not true, she''s clearly smiling."


    "That''s called a forced smile."


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    Seeing her brothers bicker again, Arabe couldn''t help butugh, "Alright, cut it out, you guys. We''ll


    take more photos at the New Year''s celebration, won''t we?"


    "How did you know?" Everyone turned to look at her in unison, puzzled. They hadn''t leaked a word.


    Who had told her?


    "Don''t we take them every holiday?" Arabe replied with a smile, already anticipating the next round of


    family photos and the memories they would capture.