"I do have something I'd like to ask for your help with-" I licked my dry lips. The girl quickly poured me some water. Outside, three knocks sounded on the door. A young man entered, tall and lean, his handsome features, touched by the sunlight, softened the usual coolness in his eyes with a hint of warmth. "Brother!" The girl quickly introduced him. "This is my brother, Alistair Thorne. Oh, and I'm Zara Thorne. What's my savior's name?" "Autumn." That was the new name I had given myself. Because after summer, comes autumn, a time of harvest. After enduring hardships, I wanted a name with a good omen. "Ms. Autumn," Alistair Thorne said politely, his voice deep and warm. "Thank you for your assistance. Don't just ask for one favor; even a thousand, as long as I can accomplish them, just say the word." Zara Thorne said happily, "My brother's said so, so it's settled! There's nothing he can't do in this world." I no longer hesitated. "After I go abroad this time, someone might try to track my identity and whereabouts. If it's convenient, could you keep all my information confidential?" "Very convenient." Alistair Thorne nodded. "Please rest assured, Ms. Summer." He spoke with an understated ease, yet there was an unwavering, compelling power in his words. My heart, which had been somewhat adrift, finally settled down completely. I knew that this time, Julian Blackwood wouldn't find me, even if he searched to the ends of the earth. After Alistair Thorne left, Zara Thorne stayed by my side. 12:41 pm PDDD < Afraid I would be bored, she chattered on, telling me many things. She even told me why she had been attacked. Listening to her, I widened my eyes slightly. Could there be such a coincidence in the world? It turned out Zara Thorne had a childhood sweetheart from a similarly influential family. The crazy woman who attacked her was that sweetheart's obsessed pursuer. When his advances were rejected, he decided to destroy Zara. He believed that if Zara disappeared from this world, he would get the love he desired. This woman, how similar she was to Serena Vance. I found fate truly amazing. At the airport, I was inexplicably drawn to Zara's aura, which made me look at her twice, and thus I noticed the woman's movements in time. I never expected our experiences to be so similar. But in fact, there were also significant differences. The difference was that Zara Thorne was very lucky and wasn't harmed. And another significant difference was that Zara Thorne didn't like her childhood sweetheart. "Everyone thought we'd be a couple, but I'm not interested in him. All that lovey-dovey stuff is too much trouble. I think people should focus on their careers first." Zara Thorne had no airs of an elite young woman; her clothes were always chosen for comfort. As she said this, her entire being seemed to glow. I smiled, genuinely impressed and appreciative. Having heard so much about Zara Thorne's private life, I noticed she was curious about my prosthetic hand, so I hesitated, then told her. "My experience is a bit similar to yours. I was a designer, and my right hand was severed by my husband's obsessed admirer. Now I wear a prosthetic hand. But later I found out that my husband and his admirer were together, and rather than wanting me to pursue my dreams with a healthy body, he 12:41 pm P D D D Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!