Billionaire’s daughter was attacked. My husband, trying to show off for his old flame, intentionally made me miss the best time to create a profile of the suspect. When I arrived, the victim’s family accused me of being unprofessional. Realizing my husband’s true nature, I immediately withdrew from the case. “If you want this case so badly, it’s all yours.” Colleagues urged me to endure, saying this case was a golden opportunity to make a name for myself. But no one knew that only I could create the most accurate portrait of the suspect. My Junior Sister’s sketch was too subjective. Without my investigation, they’d never catch the suspect, and she’d bear the responsibility. My husband’s blind trust in her would only harm her in the end. A major case occurred in our city. The victim woke up in the hospital and needed me for Profiling. Upon my arrival, my subordinate husband said the victim had been moved to the office, so I rushed there. Only to find out the victim hadn’t been moved at all. I hurried back to the hospital room, only to find the victim’s mother, Mr. Carter, furious outside the room. Seeing me, she rushed over, pointing angrily. “Your supervisor said you had experience, so I agreed to let you profile my daughter. Who knew you’d be so irresponsible, even arriving late!” I was confused, seeing my husband approach. “Nora, what’s wrong with you?” “The victim woke up, and you didn’t hurry over. Everyone’s here except you. Don’t you have any professional ethics for such a big matter?” I was speechless. What did I hear? No professional ethics? Wasn’t it him who said the victim was moved and asked me to go to the office? Jasper didn’t give me a chance to explain. “Look at your reckless behavior. How can you be the leader of the Profiling group, even being late for such an important task? What else can you do?” “The victim only has half an hour for Profiling. Luckily, Phoebe was there, or you’d be in big trouble today. You better thank her later.” That’s what Jasper had been droning on about. It was for this. This nationwide sensation, involving the Billionaire’s daughter, could elevate someone to great heights. Everyone at the office was eager to get involved. Mr. Carter and the senior leaders specifically wanted me to do the Profiling. When the news came out, Jasper was indignant. “Why do you love the limelight so much, even taking opportunities from newcomers?” “Didn’t you claim you don’t like fame and fortune? How did Mr. Carter speak for you? Did you do something shady?” I couldn’t believe those words came from my husband. I was heartbroken. I didn’t think about who he was standing up for. Now everything is clear. Jasper schemed to make me miss the Profiling so Phoebe could shine. At this moment, the hospital room door opened, and Phoebe came out. Mr. Carter glared at me and quickly asked about the situation. “Your daughter remembers clearly. I sketched the suspect’s appearance based on her description. I’m sure with the suspect’s look, the case will be solved soon.” Phoebe said as she walked, stopping in front of me. “Sister Wang, is something more important than this case? How can you lack professional ethics?” I watched her act quietly. Don’t you know why I was late? Phoebe apologized to Mr. Carter with a face full of pretense. “Sorry, Mr. Carter. I saw Sister Wang wasn’t coming for a long time and was afraid of delaying the case. So, I did the Profiling without authorization. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come.” My husband immediately patted her shoulder in comfort, ignoring that I was there. “Mr. Carter wouldn’t blame you. You’re capable, so what about rank? If someone hadn’t been negligent, you wouldn’t have had to do the Profiling.” Chapter Two Their intimate interaction was unbearable. Phoebe joined right after graduation and initially followed me. I treated her like a younger sister, but she never wanted to learn. She relied on others, especially my husband, whom she was close to. She caused troubles, and Jasper always covered for her. I advised him, but Jasper said I was an old-fashioned jealous of the newcomer. “Wasn’t everyone once a clueless newcomer? Why can’t you see newcomers doing well?” At that moment, I had a suspicion. Now I see it clearly. I nodded coldly, “You’re right. This case should be Phoebe’s, and she should be the Profiling group leader.” I placed the leader’s badge around her neck. She pretended to refuse. “No, no, I’m not qualified to be the leader.” “Why not! If you hadn’t shown your skills and professionalism today, the case would’ve been delayed. Who else should be the leader?” Jasper, ignoring my presence, hugged her warmly. “Phoebe, you’ve finally come through the clouds to see the moon. Congratulations.” Phoebe smiled brightly, looking at the badge, then glanced at me with disdain. “Now you’re just an irrelevant bystander. Why are you still here?” Jasper pulled her past me, ignoring that I was his wife. As she passed, Phoebe bumped me provocatively. I didn’t care. With her sketch, they’ll never catch the suspect. If I hadn’t read the Case File and analyzed the situation thoroughly. I concluded that in such a setting, the Billionaire’s daughter couldn’t have seen the suspect’s face. A sketch based on her description wasn’t realistic. Such cases are rare here; I’ve only encountered them abroad. For this Profiling, only I can accurately draw the suspect’s portrait nationwide. What Phoebe did was superficial. If they search for the suspect based on her sketch, it’s a waste of police resources and will never solve the case. Her mistake for fame and fortune will have consequences, and I’ll watch her downfall. Back at the office, Jasper reluctantly let go of her hand and stood in front of me. No longer gentle, now cold. “I told you not to overreach. You didn’t listen.” “Now you’ve offended the leaders and Mr. Carter. You might even face punishment.” “I’ll say it now, you’ll amount to nothing in this life.” Just like before. He never appreciated me, thought I didn’t care for the family, and wasn’t exceptional. He didn’t understand my importance in solving cases. Entering the office, I saw Phoebe messing with my Case File. “Since Nora handed the case to me, give me the case materials.” Colleagues focused on their work but listened intently. A newbie taking the Profiling leader’s job is disgraceful. And the leaders approved it. The sneaky sympathetic looks from others. I offended Mr. Carter today, likely hindering my promotion. I didn’t say much, organized the messed-up Case File, and handed her a stack of documents. She raised an eyebrow smugly, but I tossed it at her before she could reach. Her face darkened. Chapter Three Jasper saw this scene and yelled before entering. “Nora, what are you doing! Bullying one person?” I smirked, who dares bully his Junior Sister? “I’m curious. She hasn’t seen the case materials. How did she do the Profiling? If they catch the suspect, fine, but if not…” I paused, seeing her panic. “There’s no room for incompetent people. I suggest you learn some skills. Stepping on others to rise is disgusting.” The words caused a stir. “No wonder she was transferred as a newbie, came through connections.” “She hadn’t seen the case materials before the Profiling?” I didn’t listen further and left. Jasper shouted behind me. “You’re just a bully with no professional ethics. You don’t deserve to be a Profiler.” I ignored him and left. In the elevator, I couldn’t hold back my tears. I switched my major to obscure psychology to be with him. He grew up with a divorced mother, always longing for a family. I gave him security, against my parents’ wishes. Switched majors to work with him back home. The first year, his mom faced a home invasion, nearly stabbed. When she feared the perpetrator’s return, I worked tirelessly, not missing a clue. When he knew, moved to tears, he proposed, promising to protect me forever. I cried with joy, marrying him the next day. Until Phoebe joined. She doubted my analysis for Jasper’s mom’s case, thinking I didn’t ask enough for good Profiling. But Jasper’s mom was too traumatized to recall that night. Privately, she often felt watched, a severe PTSD symptom. I secretly arranged therapy for her. But she eventually took her own life. Phoebe claimed I caused her death. At first, Jasper didn’t believe it. Until a fight revealed he thought I was his mom’s killer. I realized he no longer trusted me. She always questioned my case analysis for Jasper’s mother, saying I didn’t ask enough questions and didn’t properly profile the situation. But Jasper’s mother was too traumatized to relive that night. She confided in me more than once about feeling constantly watched—a severe post-traumatic stress reaction. I secretly arranged psychological treatment for her, but unfortunately, she later took her own life. Phoebe blamed me for her death. Initially, Jasper didn’t believe it, but during an argument, he accused me of being responsible for his mother’s death. That was when I realized he no longer trusted me. Her death weighed heavily on me, and during that time, I couldn’t profile anymore and missed a promotion opportunity. Later, I discovered it was Phoebe who had secretly intimidated Jasper’s mother, warning her that if she couldn’t identify the perpetrator, he would continue to retaliate. As soon as I learned the truth, I told Jasper, but he didn’t believe me, thinking I was trying to blame Phoebe, telling me to learn from Phoebe’s supposed patience. Well, he never wanted to trust me even a little. Since then, he’s been convinced my actions were linked to his mother’s death, no matter how I explained. I shrugged it off and prepared to take a cab home. Then I saw an old man shivering in the cold, selling roasted chestnuts from a basket. I approached him and learned that his son and daughter-in-law were gone, leaving him to care for his grandson while he himself was ill and unable to afford surgery. I bought the rest of his chestnuts and urged him to go home quickly. The old man was moved to tears, thanking me and saying, “You’re a good child, thank you so much; I’ve met a kind person today.” His sincerity touched me. Just moments ago, I had been called worthless and unfit to be a profiler. Carrying the bags of roasted chestnuts, I turned around and saw Jasper and some colleagues heading out for dinner. Phoebe looked at the items in my hands and teased Jasper with a smile. “Ms. Wilson even bought roasted chestnuts for Jasper since she knows he hasn’t eaten.” “Jasper, don’t be upset. Look, Ms. Wilson has a bad temper, but I won’t mind, so don’t get mad at her on my behalf.” I glanced at Phoebe indifferently and didn’t respond. But Jasper seemed to believe I was trying to make amends, raising his head high. “I don’t like roasted chestnuts at all. I’ve been too good to her, and she doesn’t respect others, thinking she can push anyone around. ” The more he spoke, the angrier he got, stepping forward to grab the roasted chestnuts from my hand. “Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and apologize to Phoebe in front of everyone!” I sidestepped him, ignoring his surprised expression, and walked straight past him. Chapter 4 Amidst everyone’s surprised looks, I walked directly to another male colleague. “These roasted chestnuts are still hot. Could you please share them with the colleagues on duty?” Jasper and he have always been rivals. Jasper never let me talk to him. I don’t know what grudge they have. Actually, Officer Milo is excellent at his job and gets along well with almost everyone at work. Jasper was about to ask me angrily when I turned and walked away. But I hadn’t gone far when he grabbed my arm. “Enough already? Talking to Milo right in front of me? Do you think I owe you something?” “You think you’re untouchable now, daring to embarrass me in front of everyone. You’re selfish.” Is this as far as it gets? Feeling embarrassed already? So what am I today? I didn’t want to see Jasper’s twisted, ugly face. It was truly disgusting. I cut him off, “If you can’t stand it, let’s get a divorce.” He stood there stunned, incredulous, and asked, “What did you say? ” I calmly repeated, “Let’s get a divorce!” “Are you crazy? I was just standing for justice, helping Phoebe with a word, and you want a divorce? Do you take marriage as a joke?” “You have no professional ethics, you’re jealous of others, and I haven’t even said anything about you, but you dare to talk about divorce.” “I’ve just spoiled you too much.” Seeing us at daggers drawn, Phoebe quickly came over to intervene. “Ms. Wilson, don’t be impulsive. Jasper is such a good person. How can you embarrass him in public?” “If you really mind me, even though I love it here, I can resign and leave. ” I looked at the two of them pretending to be sincere. I just found it amusing. “No need for you, Junior Sister, to leave. The one who should leave is me.” Jasper’s brow furrowed, knowing I wasn’t joking. Once I made up my mind, nothing could change it. “I really misjudged you, thinking you would always be by my side. I didn’t expect you to be so treacherous.” “Despite me helping you with case reviews every time, do you think you could be a profiler without my help?” Phoebe’s eyes darted between us, seeing her opportunity, she immediately seized it. ” Jasper, even if Ms. Wilson turns a blind eye to your contributions, I will never forget the favor you did for me. I will never let you down; you are my role model.” Her words were so convincing that the onlooking colleagues almost believed her. At that moment, Jasper’s phone rang. It was the Chief’s urgent call. Jasper, holding in his anger, saw it was the Chief calling and immediately boasted loudly. “Open your eyes wide, it’s the Chief calling, maybe the case is solved.” “Just stick to your useless job!” He proudly put the call on speaker, smiling ingratiatingly, about to speak, when the other side cut in with a scolding. “Jasper, get back here now!” “And where’s Phoebe? Not answering the phone! Both of you get back here!” “What kind of profiling did she do? The person arrested following her profiling isn’t the perpetrator! The real culprit just checked into the hospital!” It seems there’s no content provided here for translation. Could you supply the text you need translated? Chapter 5 “How is this possible!” Jasper looked at Phoebe with panic in his eyes. The Chief didn’t bother to argue and directly ordered, “You two hurry back and explain yourselves!” Even after the call ended, Jasper remained in a daze.
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