Caden's POV: I arrived at the office on time in the afternoon, taking care of files and attending video calls. Once the meeting ended, I leaned back in my chair with my eyes closed. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to get a brief moment of peace, but a knock at the door interrupted my short peace. I responded briefly. "Come in." It was Yale, who walked up to my desk and said with respect, "Mr. Holbrook, just as you predicted, Mr. Welch has told me everything. Everett has indeed started making moves." I smiled, already knowing about Heidi taking the documents. That was just the bait to reel Everett in. "Good. Keep a close watch on him. Report every step he takes," I instructed. After Yale left, I turned my gaze to the clouds outside the window, muttering to myself, "The real game is about to begin ... Everett." Rosaline's POV: "Jasper, how are you feeling today?" When I entered his hospital room, I saw Jasper awake and reading a book. When he noticed me, he set it down and said, "The doctor mentioned I might need more observation, but I feel fine now ... " I nodded in acknowledgment. Jasper looked at me, then asked, "Rosaline, how's everything on set? I still have a lot of scenes left to shoot. I'm worried that if this continues, the production will fall behind schedule. What if we miss the festival deadlines? That would be a disaster." "I've already sorted things out on set. Don't worry. They'll focus on the scenes that don't require you for now, so you can rest. When you're back, most of your scenes are dialogues, so it won't be a big deal," I reassured him softly. I'd already told the director to film the parts without the lead actor while Jasper was recovering, but it would still take about half a month to finish them. For now, the most important thing was his health. At that moment, a werewolf nurse came in for rounds, and I asked a few questions about Jasper's condition. Everything seemed to be fine. "But I still want to go back to the set," Jasper said seriously. "Rosaline, I'm an actor. I take my profession seriously. This was an accident, and I don't want to keep everyone waiting. I feel bad about it." "It's okay. Everyone knows about your situation now. You don't need to worry. Just focus on getting better." Candice's POV: I rolled my suitcase out of Rivemon airport, taking in a deep breath as I stepped down the stairs. It felt so good to breathe the air here again. I, Candice ... No, I went by Anna now. I was finally back. I knew Jasper was still in the hospital. During the ride, I'd heard the radio talking about him. Just thinking about him made me smile without realizing it. When I arrived at the hospital, I asked the receptionist, a werewolf nurse, for Jasper's room number. As I approached his room, I noticed the door was ajar and heard laughter coming from inside. I peeked in and froze. To my shock, I saw Rosaline sitting beside Jasper, peeling fruit for him, while Jasper smiled at her. It seemed that after all this time, Jasper's feelings for Rosaline hadn't changed at all. The more I stared, the angrier I became. I glared at Rosaline's back, feeling a surge of rage. I wished I could shift into a wolf and tear that Omega apart right there. Rosaline's POV: I left the hospital and decided to drive back to the company. But just a few minutes into the drive, a slender female werewolf suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was on the phone, looking hurried. By the time she noticed my car honking, it was already too late. "Ah!" I widened my eyes and slammed on the brakes. Luckily, I managed to stop in time. The woman had been bumped by my car, but since I had braked, I didn't think she'd be seriously hurt—though some bumps and bruises were unavoidable.I quickly got out of the car and saw the woman sitting on the ground in front of my car, with a scrape on her right knee. "Ugh ... " She winced in pain, trying to reach for the injury but froze, unable to move her hand. "I'm so sorry! I didn't see you. Let me help you up." I quickly apologized, reaching out to help her up. She seemed to be limping, but smiled softly. It didn't seem like she was upset. "It's fine. I was arguing with someone on the phone and didn't see the car. I wasn't paying attention, so it's partly my fault." I sighed in relief. This woman spoke gently and didn't seem like the type to make a fuss. Still, I felt guilty. "There's a hospital nearby. Let me take you there to get that looked at, since it's my fault." "Okay. Thank you." She smiled faintly, her voice soft. "But it's not a big deal. I think just a bandage will do. You don't need to worry about it."