Filla looked quite different from before. Previously, she liked to style her hair in an updo, which led Prisley to mimic her by straightening and pinning up her naturally wavy hair.But now, Filla had changed her style. She had gotten her hair permed into soft curls and let it fall freely, much like Prisley’s current preference. The two women bore a striking resemblance.Filla strode over to Heather, placed a stack of documents on the desk, and then walked around the table to stand close beside him.Her body pressed lightly against his leg, and she nudged him flirtatiously. The contact made Heather uncomfortable, and he quickly leaned back.“Heather, the new proposal is ready. I’m here to discuss it with you,” Filla said, her voice dripping with seduction. She placed her hand on Heather’s shoulder, letting her fingers trail lightly down his neck.Heather instinctively stood up, his voice stern. “Filla, don’t do that. Leave the documents here; I’ll review them and get back to you.”Fil
When Heather heard "Help me!" his heart almost stopped. Cold fear shot through him, leaving him dizzy.Without thinking, he sprinted toward Prisley. When he saw Prisley kneeling on the ground, leaning over an elderly man to perform chest compressions, he breathed a huge sigh of relief—she was safe."Quick... help me..." Prisley was exhausted. Sweat dampened her hairline, her face was full of worry.Heather's heart ached. "Let me! You rest over there."He quickly took off his suit jacket and threw it aside. He knelt down to take over the compressions."My phone's in my pocket. Call for help!"Heather said to her.Prisley, regaining her calm, quickly called for an ambulance and informed the event staff. Luckily, the venue had an AED (Automated External Defibrillator). After some quick emergency care, the elderly man was stabilized. As they carried him to the ambulance, a tired smile touched Prisley's pale face. The people who came to help dispersed, and Prisley finally relaxed he
After finishing his discussion with his father, Mark headed back to find Prisley. On the way, he overheard a staff member say that a pregnant woman had risked her life to perform emergency aid on an elderly man. She had severe bleeding and was rushed to the hospital. Mark immediately realized that the woman was Prisley.Driving at breakneck speed to the hospital, Mark's thoughts raced uncontrollably. He couldn't shake the image of Prisley's white dress stained with blood, her face pale and helpless.He finally reached the hospital. Just as he was about to knock, he caught sight of Prisley and Heather inside, laughing joyfully. A sharp pain gripped his chest, as if thorns were tightening around his heart, cutting deeper with every breath.His worst fears were coming true.Although Prisley agreed to be his girlfriend and got along well with him, making an effort to accommodate and please him in bed, Mark still felt an inexplicable sense of distance.She wasn’t truly happy with him.Her a
Prisley was initially a bit confused, but she immediately recognized the elderly man as the one she had saved in the garden the previous night.Smiling warmly, she walked up to him and hugged him. A soft, gentle smile appeared on her face. She then turned to Heather, smiling, “How did you know this gentleman was staying here?”Heather smiled back, a touch of respect in his voice. “Mr. Robin Neeson has been a friend of mine for many years.”He then turned and introduced her to the elderly man. “This is Prisley Anderson, the person you've been wanting to meet.”Robin shook his head with a smile, correcting him, “Oh no, I was your father’s friend, not yours. But I’ve always treated you like a son.”They exchanged a knowing glance and shared a warm laugh, a sense of unspoken understanding passing between them.Robin looked at Prisley with affection and admiration in his eyes. “Prisley, I really can't thank you enough. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be in heaven now.”Prisley’s smile
A few days later, Prisley returned to work at the company. Mark’s attitude had changed; he no longer hid his relationship with Prisley. Everyone in the company knew about the couple, and Prisley’s outstanding work ability added to their favorable impression of their relationship. The office was full of envy for this "perfect couple." In the workplace, colleagues tried to make things easier for Prisley, reducing her workload as much as possible. One day, Prisley and Mark went to the Voda headquarters for a meeting. Such meetings were held regularly. Prisley usually didn’t attend and let Mark go by himself. But since Prisley was hospitalized after saving someone, Mark became extremely worried about her. Even with other employees around, he couldn't relax.So, wherever he went, Mark would take Prisley along. That was why she now had to attend the headquarters meetings.The atmosphere of the meeting was quite relaxed. The three men from the Grant family were present. They were h
"Mark, I want to transfer to the joint venture company. " Prisley asked.Mark was taken aback. He hadn’t expected her to bring this up and felt a bit annoyed.He frowned slightly, "Why? Did something happen this afternoon?""Nothing special, I just want to go," she replied casually, her eyes a bit uneasy.Mark stared into her eyes, his expression showing clear displeasure. His doubts grew stronger."Is it because of him?"The mention of the joint venture immediately made him think of Heather. Heather had gone out of his way to attend a low-level project meeting just for her. If she transferred, Mark was certain he’d be there every day too. That was something Mark couldn’t tolerate.Prisley suddenly recalled the unpleasant conversation in the break room earlier that day, and a wave of fear and disgust washed over her.She didn’t want to stir up trouble between Mark and Tim, especially since they seemed to get along fine on the surface. Besides, she had no proof of anything."No, it’s n
Prisley’s body stiffened, and her gaze turned unfocused.This was an awkward topic for her.Mark rarely mentioned his family around her, and she wasn’t interested in knowing about his relationship with Tim. Her interactions with Tim were limited to a walk they took together at a party, chatting for about half an hour, and the time they bumped into each other in the break room at headquarters.If there was any other connection, it would be through Tim’s understanding of her from the documents, proposals, and plans she submitted. She was well aware that much of her work was under Tim’s watch, so he had some knowledge of her.But Prisley knew almost nothing about Tim. More importantly, she had no interest in getting to know him.Mark seemed slightly displeased. “Is it because of Heather?”Prisley forced a smile, trying to ease the tension. “Of course not, Mark. He works at Warner’s headquarters. Even if he occasionally comes to the project company, it won’t be that often.”Prisley guesse
Steve and several employees waited in the meeting room for Prisley’s arrival. When she walked in, Steve greeted her with a big smile.Prisley managed a strained smile, her face showing signs of tension. She nodded slightly and responded curtly, then hurried to the conference table with a stack of files. A tall, slender man followed behind, entering the room leisurely.Prisley quickly composed herself and introduced the two men, “Steve, this is Tim Grant, the president of Voda Group.”“Mr. Grant, this is Steve Graham, the head of Warner’s operations here.”Tim slightly lifted his chin, his gaze sweeping over Steve with a hint of arrogance. Steve felt a pang of irritation but maintained a polite smile and said, “Mr. Grant, it’s good to finally see you in person. What brings you to our small company for a visit?”Tim responded with a nonchalant smile, seemingly unbothered by the question. He casually took a seat, crossing his legs, and said, “Just a casual visit. I’m interested in all of