The training grounds were filled with people. A crowd was gathered around the ring, and they were all shouting at the top of their lungs."Go, Mrs. Layton!""You're amazing, Mrs. Layton!""You're my idol, Mrs. Layton!"There were more cheers like that. Mack and the others stood before the railing on the second floor and gaped at the scene below. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say this was the liveliest boxing match they'd ever seen.Then, they saw Spencer's expression darken even more. They didn't know whether it was because he was worried about Lucille or because he was jealous.Spencer didn't immediately stop the match. Instead, he stood there like a king and looked down at the match on the first floor. In the ring stood a woman dressed in all-black. She wore tight black pants and a long-sleeved black T-shirt.Perhaps it was because the T-shirt's hem was too long—she'd tied it into a knot beside her waist, showing it off. It was so slender that it was almost it could snap
Seth was in the living room in the main manor, waiting for Spencer and Lucille to return so they could have dinner. He saw Spencer enter the manor, looking pissed. He was about to ask Spencer whether they could have dinner but swallowed his words when he saw the look on the latter's face. Spencer looked scary.Spencer ignored Seth and headed straight to the master bedroom upstairs. Then, the door was slammed shut.Seth shuddered, grateful that he wasn't the door. But what had happened? Why was Spencer suddenly so pissed? He'd never seen Spencer slam a door like that before. And seeing it once in his life was more than enough. He hoped it wouldn't happen again; it wasn't good for his heart.Herbert appeared when he heard the noise. "What have you done, Mr. Seth?"Seth looked at him in exasperation. What could he have done? "It wasn't me."Herbert narrowed his eyes, obviously not believing him.Just then, Lucille hurried in. When she saw Herbert, she asked, "Where's Spencer, He
After a brief silence, Lucille looked up at Spencer and asked a little embarrassedly, "Does it hurt?"Her voice was lowered, but it did nothing to hide the allure and tenderness in it. When she spoke, her breath fanned over his Adam's apple, making his heart tingle. His Adam's apple bobbed subconsciously.Lucille panicked a little at his silence. She was about to get up to check on his back—she was sure she'd heard him grunt—but as soon as she moved, he tightened his grip on her waist, keeping her in place.Then, he said, "Don't move. I'm fine. Let's talk like this.""Are you really okay?" She reached out to feel his back as she spoke.Spencer's temples throbbed. She was doing this on purpose, wasn't she? He suppressed the desire burning within him and kept his expression icy. "Have you developed an addiction to lying to me, Mrs. Layton?"When she'd yelped earlier, he'd genuinely thought she was unwell. He didn't expect Lucille, who was always cool and composed, to pull such a sn
"You bit me. Of course it hurts!" Lucille said while trying to catch her breath. Her forehead was pressed against Spencer's, and their breaths fanned over each other's faces.As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Spencer nibbled on her lip again. "But you're not afraid of getting hurt, right? Think about how you took on those people alone. You're pretty daring, Mrs. Layton."She blinked, her long lashes brushing across his eyelids. He tightened his grip on her, pulling her flush against him. She figured she knew why he was mad now."They didn't even manage to land a punch on me. I'm not hurt at all," she said."So?" Spencer asked. "Will there be a next time?"Lucille smiled and went along with him. "Don't be mad, okay? I know what I'm doing, and I won't joke around with my body. Come on, don't be mad at me. I promise I'll tell you if there ever is a next time."She knew just what to say, didn't she? And the nerve of her, saying there would be a next time! Spencer didn't kno
Lucille shifted to sit on the couch with her legs crossed. She faced Spencer and placed her hands on her knees, looking like she couldn't wait to hear what he had to say.He turned to look at her and smiled dotingly. Then, he caressed her head and said, "Let's have dinner first. It's getting late."She was ready to hear him out, yet this was all he gave her. Spencer watched as her excited expression became downtrodden. She frowned and said, "No way. You've already piqued my interest; you can't leave me hanging."Seeing her glare at him, he smiled and gave her a pointed look. Then, he asked alluringly, "What's in it for me if I tell you what I think?"She narrowed her eyes at him, unable to understand why he was acting like this. "Don't be so petty, Spencer. I'm already married to you, aren't I?"In other words, she'd already given herself to him. What else did he want from her? He had everything she had and more.Spencer placed a warm hand on her neck and stroked her earlobe an
"What happened to you, Bailey?" Lucille asked.Bailey tutted. "It's nothing. I just twisted my ankle. Anyway, when I invited Mr. Fuller to helm the filming for 'The Palace', I heard that Moonswish Films had also asked him to direct something else. "Mr. Fuller was more interested in our script, though, so he ultimately chose us. Not long after that, Moonswish Films hired Anson Daley for their film, which is also a period production. "Now that you mention it, I do think certain aspects are quite coincidental. I heard that they chose to commence filming on the same day we did. There's also been some arguments between both productions.""What arguments?" Lucille asked. She'd never paid attention to Luminosity Films since handing it over to Bailey, so she didn't keep an eye out for these things.Bailey said, "Oh, just some discussion on which film will be better when they air. Mr. Fuller and Mr. Daley are both renowned directors; it's natural for people to compare them. Most people a
At this moment, Spencer propped himself up with his arm, putting some distance between them. In an instant, Lucille felt even more uncomfortable and was getting impatient.As Spencer looked at Lucille, who was beneath him, she gently bit her lips. Her glistening eyes were filled with desire, but she didn't want to give in. Then, she glared at him. She knew he'd done it on purpose. He kept wanting to hear her say embarrassing things.He waited patiently for her. Despite restraining himself so much that the veins on his forehead bulged, he could still hold himself back. He had always thought highly of his self-control, but it would just fall apart whenever he was with her.Initially, he'd wanted to adjust his posture. However, as soon as he moved, Lucille wrapped her arms around his neck, thinking he was going to leave."Don't worry. I'm not leaving." His eyes were filled with burning desire as he smiled smugly and charmingly.He couldn't leave Lucille when she looked so vulnerab
It was the 25th that day—the monthly family gathering at Layton Manor.After struggling for a few seconds, Lucille got up. Spencer was thoughtful enough to take out the clothes she needed to change into.Although the heater in the house was turned on, she still felt cold.It was already past 10:00 am when Lucille finished washing up and ate her breakfast.The journey from Sparrow Residence to Layton Manor took around an hour. They would reach by noon.Seth had driven off to Layton Manor on his own, so he arrived earlier than them. As soon as he got there, Lila pulled him aside and bombarded him with questions."All is good. Everything is good." Seth ate the fruits prepared by the maid while giving perfunctory responses to Lila's questions.Lila slapped his back hard. She glared at him and said coldly, "Come on, be serious."The moment Seth saw Lila's cold expression, he instinctively stood up straight. He wasn't afraid of anything except her cold expression. "Mom, I've only