William said, "What are you talking about? The one that was cremated was your m—" "You'd better think about what you say carefully!" Lucille's cold voice interrupted, her gaze cold. Immediately, William felt frost blowing upon his face, leaving him frozen in place. Ever since Lucille had a fallout with the Johnson family, her intimidating pressure grew even stronger, to the point that even Horace feared it. Lucille gave a sudden smirk, carrying a hint of mischief. "Oh, by the way," Lucille slowly said. "I forgot to tell you that I had someone write me a program. At 5:00 pm…" Lucille gestured with her chin at the document on William's hand. "If I don't get the answer I want, everything in that document, along with any other compelling evidence, will be released on the Internet." "You bastard! How dare you threaten me? Did you forget that I'm your dad?" William had no idea how shameless he was for having the audacity to call himself Lucille's father. Nevertheless, she compl
This was the first time Spencer felt hesitant. Hesitation in negotiation was his greatest taboo, which was why he was always decisive. Whatever question came his way, he would always provide a pragmatic and factual answer. There was no such word as "hesitant" in his dictionary. But this time, he had met his match. Seeing Spencer not reply after a moment, Lucille asked, "Is that a hard question to answer?" Spencer went silent. He raised a brow before asking, "Do you want the truth or the lie?" Lucille was at a loss for words. Somehow, his question seemed to answer her question. Her heart sank a little. This was the first time Spencer had shown disdain for her. However, it wasn't entirely his fault. Even Lucille herself found her oily hair unbearable, let alone a germaphobe like Spencer. It was courageous of him to kiss her head without any hesitation. The sorrow in Lucille's eyes didn't escape Spencer, even when she had her head down. He suppressed his laughter as he looked
Spencer used to hate having his photos posted on the Internet, not even a side profile or a view from the back. But now, he wished someone could post photos of him with Lucille so that the media could share their loving moments. Mack and Kent found the sudden change in Spencer unbelievable. They thought that it was true that perspectives changed depending on someone's circumstance.At night, Lucille told Spencer about what happened earlier in the day with Taylor and William. Spencer quickly got what she was trying to say. "So you think Jane is still alive?" Lucille lay on the couch with her head on Spencer's lap. She looked up at him and nodded. She strongly believed in her assumption since this wasn't the first time she had the exact doubt. William's remarks opened Lucille's eyes, especially since the video showed someone everyone had overlooked. "If that's the case, what will you do?" Spencer looked down at Lucille, one hand resting on the armrest while the other caressed he
Spencer grabbed his phone and opened the text message. It was from the only pinned contact in his phone—his honey Lucille. "Honey, can I not be the lady of the Layton family?" There was also a crying emoji at the end. Spencer smiled helplessly before making a video call to Lucille. But she didn't answer it. Instead, she voice called him.Lucille said, "Honey, I can't take a video call now. I'm outside with Mom." "It's okay," Spencer replied. "Are you tired?" "Not just tired. I'm exhausted!" Lucille said without hesitation. She was speaking the truth. "Both physically and mentally." Hearing Lucille whine, Spencer chuckled. "Well, it's my fault you're physically exhausted. I should've held back a little last night. I'll make it up for you tonight." Lucille was speechless. "That's not what I meant. I'm exhausted because we've been out shopping for too long, and my legs are sore." Spencer rebutted, "But you're never exhausted when you're out shopping with your friends. Ult
"Are you trying to trick me, you sly vixen?" Spencer asked sternly."In any case, don't you regret it," Lucille replied. "If you do, you better find yourself another Mrs. Layton." Spencer furrowed his brows and asked coldly, "What did you say?" Meanwhile, Lila had just finished her discussion and called for Lucille. Lucille quickly replied, "Mom's calling me. I'll talk to you later." Spencer looked at his phone in resignation and a trace of affection for his wife when he got hung up on.Spencer had asked Lila to take Lucille shopping. He didn't want Lucille to be alone in thought in the house, so he thought having some work could shift her attention away. But he had no idea about Lucille's plan for the day. And so… Lucille and Lila were still in the shopping mall. They were in a jewelry shop, where Lila was in a discussion with the staff. Lucille didn't want to be involved, so she waited in the lounge area instead. "Hey, Mom," Lucille greeted as she approached Lila. "
At 6:30 pm, Herbert was confused when he saw Spencer return alone. As Spencer hung his coat on the coat rack, Herbert asked, "Mr. Layton, why have you returned?" Spencer furrowed his brows. "What's wrong?" Herbert had served Spencer for over ten years, so Spencer knew Herbert well. Spencer noticed something was off immediately after Herbert asked his question. Herbert was even confused by Spencer's question. He explained, "Mrs. Layton called half an hour ago saying she won't return for dinner. I thought she was with you, so I asked Lana not to prepare dinner." Spencer's eyebrows furrowed even further upon learning that Lucille wasn't coming back for dinner. She hadn't informed him about that. After a brief silence, Spencer said, "I see. Okay." "Should I have Lana make you dinner?" Herbert asked. "It's okay," Spencer replied. "I'm not hungry at the moment." Herbert made no further comments and left. Spencer sat on the couch and loosened his tie before taking out his ph
Lucille and Lila were at a store that sold blue cheese burgers. Although they had eaten earlier, they still had space for more.They passed by this store about two minutes ago and locked eyes. Then, they tacitly entered together. After some waiting, the staff placed their orders on the table. "Two blue cheese burgers with caramelized onions and bacon for two pretty ladies. Enjoy."Lila politely thanked the waitress, mainly because she adored being called pretty. Previously, she would either be called "Ms. Porter" or "Mrs. Layton", which she had gotten sick of. Besides, what woman in her 50s wouldn't appreciate being called pretty?After finishing the burgers, they returned home, feeling satisfied. Lucille dropped Lila at Layton Manor before heading back to Sparrow Residence.Before alighting from the car, Lila told her, "Oh, Lucy? Remember to keep this a secret between you and me. Neither of our husbands can know about this."Lucille replied, "Don't worry, Mom. I got you."Lila
"You're awful at lying." Eric glanced at Lila's right hand. "Whenever you lie, your right hand would automatically fidget with your clothes."At that, Lila instantly released her right hand. She forgot that this bad habit of hers was first noticed by him and him alone. Indeed, she could feign ignorance and lie on the surface, but for some reason, she had to fidget with her clothes. She thought that it was perhaps a subconscious habit.Eric's countenance looked serious, and his tone resembled one lecturing a child. "I remember telling you that your stomach cannot handle such high-cholesterol food. Why are you being disobedient today?"Lila instinctively blurted out, "You've controlled me in that aspect for 30 years. Can't I fulfill my cravings for once?" Then, she huffed and pretended to be angry before heading upstairs.In reality, she was frightened inside. Many said Eric was a henpecked man, but she, too, feared angering him. When she saw his solemn face, her only thought was to