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
Marie hurriedly waved her hand. "Don't call me that. I'm not fit to be your mother."Ivy's face turned pale with stiffness.Similarly, Sabrina, who'd been about to address Marie, found herself unable to speak.William's expression soured as he attempted to reason with Marie. "Mom, it's been so many years. Can't you accept Ivy and Sabrina by now?"Marie responded calmly, "My acceptance is irrelevant since you and your father have already done it.""Also, you don't need to visit me anymore. I'm doing just fine," Marie added decisively. "And stop bothering Lucy. I was the one who refused to see all of you."Throughout the conversation, Marie didn't spare so much as an extra glance toward Ivy, Harold, or Sabrina. She'd long seen their true colors.Only the foolish Horace and William would believe Ivy's and Sabrina's words."Let's go now. We shouldn't keep others waiting," Marie urged, turning to Lucille with a look of kindness and affection.But she remained utterly dismissive of
Sabrina's mind raced with questions as she wondered about Spencer's identity.Why had she never encountered or even heard of such a striking man in their social circles before?As the car drove away, William and the others dispersed as well. The entire trip seemed futile.On the way back, Harold recalled Marie's comment about acknowledging Spencer as her grandson-in-law. He thought, "So, that guy's name is Spence?"He'd never heard of Spencer.The only people in Whiteloop City he could think of who could afford that Maybach were the Laytons, who belonged to a prestigious family with a long-established legacy in the business world.Nevertheless, Harold soon dismissed the idea. Given the Laytons' illustrious reputation, they would never be interested in a nobody like Lucille.Moreover, the head of the Layton family was notoriously elusive, a business genius who was known for his ruthlessness and a notable disinterest in women.It just didn't add up.Harold couldn't recall any ot
"Did you already know that Grandma and your grandpa knew each other? Was setting us up also your plan?" Lucille asked, surprised that Spencer showed no astonishment.Spencer smiled and countered, "And what about you? Why aren't you surprised either?"How petty of him! She was the one who'd asked first.Lucille replied, "Last time we had dinner with Grandma, she mentioned over the phone that she and Grandpa had known each other a long time ago. To be precise, she was good friends with your grandma."Spencer wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked into the courtyard together. He said casually, "Well, I found out a little earlier than you did."Lucille furrowed her brows slightly and turned to look at him. "And when was that?"She had a feeling his response would be peculiar, and sure enough, his next words left her speechless."Probably when I was around six years old. My grandma was hospitalized once due to illness, and your grandma came to visit," Spencer explained."An