After hanging up the call, Eunice explained what had happened to Lucille and Bailey in their group chat. Soon, Bailey came up with an idea. "How about we frame Uncle Ian having an affair? Then, Eunie will have a reason to divorce him." Lucille was with Spencer at the moment. She wasn't concerned about him being there, so she played Bailey's voice message without hesitation. Bailey's morally dubious plan was broadcast into Lucille and Spencer's ears.At the time, Lucille was taking a sip of water and was taken aback when she heard Bailey's idea. Spencer, too, looked at her with a raised brow. Lucille noticed him looking and asked, "Do you think that would work?" She'd asked out of curiosity. After all, Spencer and Ian were close friends. Spencer would probably have a better idea of how likely Ian was to be deceived.Spencer went silent. For a moment, he didn't understand what was going on in Bailey's mind.He then concluded that women were terrifying for thinking of such un
It was still bright as day at the time, so the club had yet to open for business. But Bethany could tell that when night fell, the place would be filled with neon lights and a vibrant nightlife atmosphere. At the same time, this was the world of indulgence and decadence of the riches. A commoner would never have the chance to experience such a life. The front desk made a phone call. After a while, Lucille and Bethany saw a woman in a figure-hugging red mini dress and long, flowy hair walking toward them. With just one glance of her beguiling eyes, men would be ensnared by her. Her face was a blend of allure and seductiveness. She was a woman whose charm was simply intoxicating. Such a woman was filled with red flags. A single misstep and men could find themselves in a situation with no way out. The woman, Daisy Cullen, gave a seductive smile that would sway men and women alike. But not Lucille. She remained calm as a lake. "It's been a while, Lucy." Daisy's eyes and lips we
Lucille dashed straight into the bathroom upon entering. Clueless about her intentions, Daisy and Bethany merely stood by the side without stopping her or asking her any questions.A minute later, they saw Lucille holding a small basin filled with clean water, leaving both of them speechless and confused.A gorgeous man lay sprawled out in a less-than-graceful sleep pose on the bed with white sheets in the bedroom. Only his pale arms were visible, revealing the well-defined contours of his muscular physique, which made it easy to overlook his awkward sleeping position.Hunter slept soundly, his lips twitching slightly as he smiled foolishly. With his mouth slightly agape, his expression was set into a goofy grin. It made one wonder what a beautiful dream he could have in broad daylight.At that sight, Daisy glanced disdainfully at him and facepalmed herself.An emotionless Lucille held the basin of water as she stood by the bed and, without a hint of hesitation, poured the water o
Lucille left the room without hesitation, followed by Bethany.Meanwhile, Daisy had just stepped forward and stopped when she thought of something. She glanced flirtatiously at Hunter over her shoulder, her seductive eyes carrying an enigmatic hint of mockery. "Do you need help?"Hunter's eyes dimmed and narrowed before he suppressed the anger and roared, "Scram!"Daisy was unperturbed and scoffed. "I dare you to scream at Lucy instead." After saying that, she tossed her wavy, long hair behind her and strode out of the room sassily.Everyone knew Hunter was fearless, ruthless, and violent. However, no one knew that Lucille was the only person he feared, making her the exception. Even if he had to sacrifice himself for her, he would gladly do so.After some time, Lucille, Daisy, and Hunter sat on the couch and remained in the living room.Hunter had dressed himself in a white sweater and black trousers. He sat with one leg crossed and leaned against the couch, looking cocky.In r
With a calm look and tone, Lucille replied, "If so, I'll spread the word myself and hope they come to me instead. It'd be so much easier that way."Hunter's eyes widened in disbelief. This brat dared to threaten him!She glanced at him with no sense of panic, as though knowing he would do her the favor regardless. She leaned against the couch and patiently waited for his reply.Hunter had to be the person to handle the task of locating Base 103. After all, she wouldn't have approached him with such unpleasant news if she didn't have to.Daisy, who was watching the discussion from the side, silently counted to 30. After half a minute, Hunter piped up, as expected, and huffed coldly. "Alright, alright. I'll do it. What choice do I even have?"As though having foreseen the outcome, Daisy shrugged and glanced at him with a scoff. "You literally said you wouldn't do it even if she begged. What happened? We haven't even gotten to that part, and you've already given in. How boring."Luc
Bethany took the driver's seat on their way back. In the car, Lucille felt a sudden soreness in her abdomen and deduced that it was a sign of premenstrual syndrome. At that moment, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller and saw it was the organizer of the annual International Perfumery Competition, Matilda Dunn.Lucille had just said hello when she heard an enthusiastic female voice speaking with a foreign accent. "My dear Lucy, have you considered the favor I asked about before?"Lucille refreshed her memory briefly and couldn't recall the favor. She thought Matilda wanted her to participate in the event and rejected her, "If it's about partaking in the competition, I'm out."Matilda was unsurprised by her response and maintained her enthusiasm. "That's fine. You're Deer, the mystery master perfumer famous across the entire globe. Of course, you won't be expected to participate in such a lame competition to boost your reputation."Lucille's lips tugged awkwardly. Was the Inte
Lucille found George sitting on the couch in the living room. "Commander Lawton?" She was shocked to see him."I'm sorry to have shown up unannounced, Mrs. Layton." He rose and turned toward her.Lucille sat across from him and said, "Have a seat. How has your sister been?"Since the accident at the filming location, Claire's family had taken her back home, and Lucille hadn't seen her since then. But she'd heard from Bailey that Claire had recovered enough to walk now.George sat down again and smiled politely. "She's fine; she just requires some more rest."He was the typical tough and reliable-looking type of man, with a neat short haircut that suited his demeanor well. His features were also nice and well-defined."That's great to hear. Why are you here, then?" Lucille asked.Immediately, George took out two personal profiles from a paper file folder he'd brought along with him. "Mrs. Layton, could you please look and see if you know these two individuals?" He laid the papers
At her words, George frowned and instinctively asked, "So, what happened to his wrists and ankles?"They'd found that the negative news regarding Star&Ciel Group had been debunked the same day word of it had been spread. Later that afternoon, Larry had disappeared for several days until someone discovered his body. His wrists and ankles showed signs of injury, which did not appear to be caused by his fall from the bridge.The forensic pathologist had opined that those injuries could've resulted from his limbs being deliberately broken and then subsequently relocated, though they hadn't healed in the end. As of then, the authorities hadn't uncovered the culprit who'd broken his wrists and ankles.Lucille raised her head slowly and lowered her dark but knowing gaze. Without answering him, she deflected the question. "You mean to ask whether I was the mastermind behind his assault, right, Commander Lawton?"George pursed his lips, tacitly agreeing.She smiled faintly. "I'll say it