Moonlight Hidden: Eternal Love

I looked up.

In front of me was Leonard’s face, filled with sarcasm. He was Harris’s childhood friend and since I had lived with the Johnson Family since I was seven, we had essentially grown up together. Unfortunately, he had disliked me from a young age.

“It’s just work.”

I suppressed my discomfort and tried not to cause trouble.

“You could be independent, but you insist on being Mr. Johnson’s secretary. It’s no wonder he dislikes you. He gives that little minx Cindy new gifts, but doesn’t give you anything.”

Leonard’s face was filled with disdain and then he suddenly had a glint in his eye.

“I heard you even got slapped? You deserved it. Do you think Mr. Johnson kicked out Cindy for you?”

I froze in my actions.

He spoke with a smug tone. “Karen is coming back. Mr. Johnson likes Karen so much; of course, he wants to distance himself from someone like you. You might even be kicked out of the Johnson Family then.”

A piece of cake fell from my fork onto the gown.

The ear-piercing laughter continued. “Haha, so pathetic. You and your cheap dress don’t match up to Mr. Johnson.”

“Leonard, what are you doing?”

A cold voice came from behind.

Leonard turned around, his smug smile freezing.

“Mr. Johnson? I… I’m not doing anything.”

I stood up to wipe the stained gown, feeling a deep sense of frustration. Now, I couldn't return the dress.

A figure pushed Leonard aside, took off his suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders. He gave Leonard a sharp glance.

Seeing this, Leonard weakly explained, “She spilled it herself. It’s not my fault.”

The suit jacket perfectly covered the stain on the gown.

I looked up and met Harris’s dark eyes.

“Mr. Johnson, perhaps I should leave. I can’t be of much help like this.”

Harris wrapped his arm around my waist. “Abandoning a female companion is not a gentlemanly behavior.”

He guided me out of the banquet hall, greeting several partners along the way.

Once we were in the car, I took off the suit jacket.

“Mr. Johnson, your jacket.”

He unfastened his shirt cuffs and rolled them up, revealing a hint of his muscular forearm.

“Go home.”

I hesitated a bit. In my third year of work, I had redeemed the small house my parents left me, so I rarely returned to the Johnson Family’s home.

“Just forget it…” I tried to refuse, but Harris stopped me with one sentence.

“Grandpa misses you.”

Thinking of Harold, my feelings were complicated.

I was grateful to him for raising me to adulthood. Yet, because of Harris's aversion, I had to maintain my distance.

The car soon arrived at the Johnson Family's old residence. When I walked in, Harold was playing chess with one of his caretakers. Upon seeing me, his face immediately brightened with a smile.

“Come, let’s play another game.”

The caretaker stepped aside. I took the chess pieces but was somewhat distracted. After a few moves, I was quickly at a disadvantage.

Harold smiled and said, “You’re preoccupied. It’s because of that rascal Harris, isn’t it?”

I snapped back to attention and quickly shook my head.

He sighed. “As an old man, I always want to see my descendants settle down. I’m satisfied with you. Harris, being stubborn and rebellious back then, deliberately distanced himself from you. But I can see that he still cares about you. It's my fault for delaying things between you.”

I quickly shook my head. “No, that’s not it. Harold, you don’t mind that I’m an orphan. You raised me and I am grateful to you and the Johnson Family. It’s just that my relationship with Harris is purely that of a boss and subordinate, with no other intentions.”

I lowered my gaze.

Harold smiled. “I’ve seen how much he cares about you recently.”

Thinking of Leonard’s words, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of discomfort.

I replied earnestly, “Harold, please don’t say that. There’s no fate between us.”

As the chess game neared its end, I lost a move. Harold sighed, “Young people’s matters shouldn’t be forced.”

After saying my goodbyes, I left the study and ran into Harris in the hallway. His face was dark and his eyes were like black obsidian.

I was slightly taken aback. Why was he here? Had he heard what I said to Harold?