Lucille lightly chuckled while snaking her arms around Spencer's neck. Her thin lips moved in the next second. "No, I'm not afraid. I have you, after all."It was rare that Lucille made the first move. Because of that, Spencer felt aroused. His desire intensified as he looked at her temptingly plump limps, which he wanted nothing more than to kiss.Just as that thought flashed in his mind, he kissed her.Lucille fell into a brief daze when Spencer's cold lips touched hers, but she quickly accepted his kiss. With time, she even kissed him back.Spencer became greedier and bolder now that she'd responded to him. She was like an addictive piece of candy, intoxicating him so much that he couldn't get enough of her.Yet, he released her before he lost control over himself. Until Lucille explicitly gave him permission, he wouldn't take things too far. He hugged her tight, wishing she could merge into his body. That way, he could take her everywhere he went.After a long while, Lucill
"Has anyone noticed the oddly familiar takeaway bag in our boss' future wife's hands?" someone sent.Soon enough, someone recognized the bag and texted, "Holy cow! It's Zaytun Pavilion's takeaway bag!""Literal gasps! Those who can get takeaway foods from Zaytun Pavilion aren't ordinary people!""Oh well… average common folk like us could never go to such a place…""Yeah, one meal there costs two months' worth of pay for me. And that's if I order the cheapest item on their menu. I can never afford such luxuries…" "Geez, we're always pitying those who work in the secretarial department on the top floor, but now I envy them. I bet they got to see what Mr. Layton's future wife looks like."Someone tagged the secretarial department's staff, sent a curious cartoon GIF, and typed, "Hey, guys, why don't you come down here for a quick chat?"The group chat was in an uproar. …As for the staff in the secretarial department, they had long lost their composure upon seeing Lucille. Ho
After lunch, Lucille walked around Spencer's office. It was her first time there, and she hadn't gotten a proper look earlier. Now that she had time, she explored the space in detail.It turned out to be as expected of an investor of other businesses. The office was several times bigger than hers. Otherwise, she wouldn't have needed to walk around and explore the space. The office had all the necessities: a break room, a kitchen, rows of bookshelves, and display cabinets with various items.Lucille stood before one of the bookshelves with both hands behind her back. With a sigh of surprise, she remarked, "The office of an investor like yourself is really something else."Spencer, who was sitting on the couch not far from her, chuckled upon hearing that. "I can give this office to you if you want it. I'm yours, anyway."Lucille spun around to face him. She pursed her lips, sighed lightly, then said, "No thanks. I can't handle such a big corporation. I should just stick with runnin
Bailey had endured a long match-making session from the moment she'd woken up until now. Her mother had seized the opportunity to nag at her about getting married.The well-dressed woman with plump skin beside Bailey was the latter's mother, Cynthia Fletcher. Cynthia was the matriarch and queen in their family's social pyramid. Nobody dared to mess with her. She urged, "Come, dearest daughter of mine. What do you think about this one?"She raised the tablet's screen toward Bailey. "The young man's the nephew of Helena Loyle, a friend of mine. He works for the government. He has a stable job and comes from a decent family. The best part? His family members don't have complicated or messy backgrounds."Bailey couldn't be bothered to look at the young man's photo. He was the 18th person Cynthia had presented to her. She had to admit that Cynthia's patience was formidable. Not to mention, Cynthia had incredible social connections with various friends' sons, nephews, cousins, and t
Bailey: "I'm only 24, but my mom's desperate for me to get married this instant. Oh, the misery!"Lucille: "Dang. What are you going to do now?"That was when Bailey tagged Eunice. "Eunie, are you coming back for Thanksgiving?"She'd only realized after sending it that she shouldn't have asked Eunice that. Alas, Eunice had already responded to her.Eunice: "Nope. Your Uncle Ian declared that I can never step foot into Moore Manor."Embarrassment and deep guilt were like termites gnawing at Bailey's chest. "I'm really sorry, Eunie. I shouldn't have asked that.""Silly girl. There's nothing to be sorry about. All of the Moore family knows about it anyway. So, it's not a secret." Eunice was incredibly understanding.She continued, "Don't worry about it. I'm fine. It's been many years, so I've long gotten used to it. Besides, I have nothing to hide when I'm with you two. I'm actually happy I can chat with you guys, even if it's only sometimes. "However, I should still warn you guy
Wilfred was taken aback by Eunice's question. Who in their right mind would insist on being scolded every day? Well, apparently, the person standing before him would.With a kind smile, Wilfred said, "Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore actually cares about you."However, Eunice was unfazed. She forced a smile and looked at him. "Wilfred, I'm not blind or heartless, you know."Wilfred paused, feeling a bit uncertain about what he'd just said. He sighed inwardly.Meanwhile, Ian was in his car, heading back to Whiteloop City.Lucille, on the other hand, had been on the top floor at JM Corporation since 2:00 pm. She'd been there for three hours. The office gossip mill was churning again.Someone in the group chat said, "Hey, Mrs. Layton has been in the CEO's office for three hours. What do you guys think they are doing?"Another person replied with a curious emoji.The gossipmongers quickly joined in.Less than a minute later, someone from the secretarial department chimed in to clear things u
At 6:00 pm, a small crowd gathered in the lobby of JM Corporation Tower. They were all eager to catch a glimpse of the CEO's wife.Little did they know that Spencer had already left with Lucille through the underground garage.…The next day, it was Thanksgiving.After breakfast, Lucille and Spencer headed straight to Harmony Sanitorium to pick up Marie and take her to Layton Manor.Since the extended Layton family would be visiting that evening, and Marie preferred quiet, they planned to take her over just for lunch.Surprisingly, they ran into William, Ivy, Sabrina, and Harold at the entrance of the sanitorium.As cars weren't allowed in, there was a designated parking area outside. As soon as Lucille stepped out of the car, she saw the four of them standing near the security booth.Her brows knitted slightly; she didn't want Spencer to encounter them, but it seemed too late. Sabrina had already spotted her and was heading her way.At the same time, Spencer got out of the ca
Lucille sensed Spencer's anger and gently patted the back of his hand, signaling him to calm down. It wasn't worth getting upset over.As expected, Spencer visibly relaxed."I'm not being hostile. I'm just annoyed," Lucille uttered coolly, glancing at Harold.Harold watched their subtle interaction and felt an unexpected surge of irritation. Lucille seemed to have lost weight since the last time they'd seen each other.In fact, he'd always known that Lucille was beautiful."Lucy, even though I love your sister, I don't want you to be with random guys just to spite us," Harold said, his tone serious like he was lecturing her out of concern.Lucille looked at Harold as if he;d just told the most ridiculous joke, and she couldn't help but scoff at his self-centered attitude."Spite you?" she questioned, narrowing her eyes. "Do you think you're that important? Go home and take a look at yourself in the mirror."Harold was left speechless."Lucille, I—" Sabrina started, but an indi