As everyone watched, Phantom's expression changed from a lifeless one to an ingratiating one. His subordinates couldn't help thinking that it was such a waste that he wasn't an actor. He said, "Get back to what you were doing, guys. This is all a misunderstanding. We're all family here."He waved a hand. His subordinates exchanged looks before leaving. They weren't fools, and they'd heard the earlier conversation. Spencer was their actual boss—when was the best time to leave if not now?They'd stood tall and proud earlier, but now, they scurried away, their backs bent.Phantom led the others to a lavishly decorated room. He looked at Spencer and Lucille, who sat across from him. They were a perfect match, whether in terms of appearance or bearing. He'd never expected to have something so humiliating happen to him one day."Uh, boss, you two are…" he started tentatively. He was no longer as arrogant as before, and his gaze traveled between Lucille and Spencer."She's my wife,"
Blake had been looking for Lucille the whole morning. She hadn't answered her phone, so he'd chosen to wait for her in Ivory Hotel's lobby.Spencer had Lucille's hand in his as they entered the hotel. Then, someone cried urgently, "Lucille, Lucille!"They turned to see Blake jogging toward them. Before he could get close, Mack and Flynn stretched their arms to stop him. He skidded to a stop, feeling nonplussed.Everyone in Marvonia knew he was the scion of the Horton family; no one had dared to stop him in his life.Lucille said, "It's fine. You don't need to stop him."Mack and Flynn lowered their arms. Lucille asked, "Why were you looking for me?"Only then did Blake notice Spencer standing beside Lucille. More importantly, he was holding her hand. What was up with that? Did Lucille have a boyfriend? What about his brother, then? Did this mean she wouldn't have anything to do with their family?A barrage of questions flooded his mind. For a moment, he forgot why he was at the
The tailored suit showed off Spencer's natural nobility, and he was handsome enough that every feature of his was good-looking even when alone.When grouped together, they formed a face that seemed to have been chiseled by the gods. It was flawless. However, the iciness he exuded made one afraid to approach him.Patrick was a researcher, so his outfits were mainly casual. He wore a white shirt, khaki-colored pants, and white sneakers. His style was more neat and bookish, while Spencer's was mature and level-headed. Their styles were completely different, but there was one thing they had in common.Blake couldn't help feeling awkward when he witnessed this scene upon getting out of the car. He'd always known that Patrick had feelings for Lucille.Back then, Patrick had thought that Lucille was too young, at only 19 years of age, so he hadn't confessed his feelings to her. Instead, he'd secretly crushed on her for six years. To this day, she wasn't aware of his feelings.After a bri
Matthew had Lucille join him in his study. Naturally, this meant the three other men—Spencer, Patrick, and Blake—were left in the living room.Spencer wasn't on his own turf, but that didn't stop him from being commanding. Once Matthew and Lucille were gone, the domineering presence he'd been holding back was unleashed. Even seated, he seemed like a king looking down at his subjects.Blake felt a little sorry for himself for getting dragged into this and found it hard to remain seated. It was always tense when rivals in love clashed, and he didn't want to get dragged into the battle between Spencer and Patrick. So, he found an excuse to leave. He'd completed his mission anyway.Spencer sat with his hands atop his crossed legs, and his attitude was as leisurely as if he were at home. He slowly twisted the ring on his index finger. It seemed like a subconscious action, yet it felt like he was using that to proclaim something.Patrick had already seen the matching rings Spencer and
After two hours, Spencer held Lucille's hand and left the Horton residence.Initially, Matthew had wanted Lucille to stay for dinner, but if she'd stayed, Spencer would've also wanted to stay. So, in the end, Matthew didn't ask anyone to stay."What did you and Patrick talk about downstairs?" Lucille asked as soon as she got in the car. She'd noticed that Patrick's expression seemed off when she'd left. He rarely looked distracted and gloomy.Spencer fiddled with her fingers and said leisurely, "It's just some stuff between guys."Lucille was at a loss for words, but she explained succinctly, "I just think of Patrick as a brother."Spencer smiled at her words. "I know. After all, I'm better than everyone else. Even a fool would've chosen me."Lucille was rendered speechless again. Spencer had thick skin, but she liked his confidence. This time, she didn't respond to him. Instead, she took out her phone to text someone.…An hour later, Lucille and Spencer had just returned to t
Lucille had just wrapped things up with Leonard and stepped out, only to run into Spencer, who had come over after finishing up with his errand.His cold, vicious demeanor melted away the instant he saw her, replaced by warmth and tenderness. When he strode toward her and held her hand. His gaze darkened as he frowned, asking, "Why is your hand so cold?"Then, he placed her other hand on his palm. It was cold as well. Looking displeased, he pursed his lips and said, "Didn't Phantom turn on the room heater for you?"Phantom happened to come out from their left and overheard Spencer's question. He paused in his steps and hesitated to walk.It was only mid-October. The weather was only slightly chilly. Phantom hadn't thought it was necessary to turn on the room heater.Lucille smiled, just like she often did whenever she saw Spencer. She said, "I'm fine. I've just washed my hands." She'd just gotten her hands dirty.Phantom was rendered speechless.He thought Lucille had just washe
Five days had passed since Lucille and Spencer had returned from Marvonia.It was in Whiteloop City was warm when Lucille left the house in the morning, but the temperature suddenly dropped. The sky was getting dark. Soon, it started to rain. The weather in Whiteloop City was unpredictable sometimes.Lucille stood near a full-length window in her office, looking at the rain pattering against the glass. It reflected her slender figure.At this moment, a knock and Samuel's voice sounded from the outside.Lucille said, "Come in."After Samuel pushed the door and came in, Lucille turned around leisurely and walked to her office desk. Then, she sat down. "Ms. Johnson, an express mail package arrived for you. The receptionist received it."Samuel handed the parcel to her and said, "The person who delivered it told the receptionist that it has to be handed to you personally."Lucille didn't remember signing up for something like this. Besides, she wouldn't have the mail sent to the
Even though Sabrina was pregnant, things didn't go as she'd expected. Lincoln and Ophelia used her pregnancy as an excuse to postpone the engagement; she'd have to wait until she'd given birth to the baby."Mom, what should I do?" Ivy and Sabrina were discussing this matter in the room.Sabrina was anxious as she paced around. Her face was pale as she stared at Ivy and whispered, "I can't give birth to this child." Ivy's expression didn't look good either. Looking exasperated, she rebuked in a low voice, "What were you thinking? Why were you messing around with someone else when you already have Harold? You're usually so smart. How could you be so careless about this?" Ivy hadn't expected Sabrina to get pregnant with someone else's child.Sabrina remained silent. She hadn't wanted this either, but when her friend had invited her out that night, things had gotten out of hand after she'd drunk too much.Actually, she wasn't sure who the father of the child was because the interva