Melody was quick-tempered and found it hard to control her emotions when frustrated. "What utter nonsense! Who are you framing here?""Mel, take it easy. Let me handle this." Abigail held Melody back, remaining calm in the face of the domineering security guard. "We've stopped. What seems to be the problem?"The guard glanced at Mallory, and upon receiving a nod from her, he said, "We suspect you of stealing from a customer in the mall. We need to search you."Abigail chuckled lightly. "Search us? Who gave you that right?"The guard, oblivious to the legalities, was keen on pleasing Mallory, unaware he had no real authority to conduct a search. "Since you're not cooperating, we'll have to ask you to accompany us to the office."Melody, whom Abigail had been shielding, burst in front of her, agitated. "I'd like to see you try!"At this point, Mallory strolled over, certain of her victory. "Your refusal to be searched only proves your guilt.""And if you falsely accuse me of eatin
"Dispute or not, you have no right to accuse Abigail of theft." Xander's voice, cold as ice, resounded through the phone. "Max, keep your Guzman clan in check. If any of you dare lay a finger on Abigail again, I won't let it slide." Without another word, Xander hung up.Max listened to the unending beep of the disconnected call, his face darkening by the second, anger coursing through him as he hurled his phone across the room.He and Xander were born in the same year, with Max being a few months older. They both were successors of the Big Four Families. But, because of Zane Corporation's growing success under Xander's leadership, Max had been overshadowed at every turn. It was a bitter pill to swallow. He yearned for the day when Xander would kneel before him. Despite his many attempts to change the status quo, he had had no success. Instead, he found himself and the Guzman Corporation gradually being pushed toward an irrecoverable downfall.A surge of pent-up frustration welled wi
She grumbled under her breath, "He's the one who took the initiative to ask if there's anything interesting, yet showed an indifferent attitude when I told him so. Does he even want to have a proper conversation?"Unbeknownst to Abigail, the Xander right now was at a loss about the reason she never mentioned him in her private life. He felt he had been a good superior to Abigail all along, but was bewildered by Abigail's disgust toward him. Still confused, he called Malcolm for help, expecting him to be more experienced with romantic relationships. "What should I do when I angered my wife during our conversation?"Malcolm sent him a recorded message. "Xander, I'm getting more and more interested in this wife of yours. I wonder what's so special about her that you would place so much attention on her.""Because she's the wife," said Xander with a simple yet powerful answer. She was his wife, so he must protect her for life.A playboy like Malcolm naturally would not know Xander's st
"Your husband? Others might think you're close to him if you call him that affectionately, " said Melody sarcastically as she clicked her tongue. "I'd really want to see what that cheapskate husband of yours gifted you after you've been married for so long. I hope it's not some cheap knock-off from a flea market somewhere. I'd roll on the floor laughing.""You don't have to be so mean, you wench. I could just open it up and let you have a look," said Abigail as she opened the gift in front of Melody.There was a more intricately designed box within the box that was gifted and a beautiful necklace was placed inside it. The necklace had a star-shaped centerpiece that looked like it was made from diamond...Abigail took it out and rubbed it in her fingers. "What do you think, Mel? Does it look like it's made of glass or diamond?"Melody took it into her hands and had a close-up look at it. "The workmanship looks good, but there's no brand logo on it. It's not an internationally recogn
Nathan's bank card was clipped together with the marriage certificate, but since the marriage certificate disappeared, so did the card. Besides, Abigail would not want to take advantage of him since they had not lived together yet though they were husband and wife.Abigail replied: [Keep the money you earned to yourself instead of letting me spend it. I can earn my own income and my salary is higher than most other people. I personally believe a healthy marriage doesn't need the couple to financially depend on each other but to work hard together to earn money and in improving their family life. If it so happens that one of us lost our job, the other would still have the ability to take care of the family.]Nathan responded: [Yes. I agree with you.]Abigail sent another message: [I'll keep this necklace for now and will return it to you when we meet up next.]Nathan replied: [?]Abigail retorted: [We have not reconciled, so stop thinking gifting would do anything. Enough talk, I'm
When his own wife was mentioned, Xander immediately turned his attention to Abigail, noticing her pace was a little weird. He gasped when he noticed her heels were bloodied when he looked downward.'Abigail doesn't have anyone to carry her so she must be forcing herself to walk. She must be in pain with every step she takes, but her expression isn't showing it. How stubborn yet determined is this lady!'Xander wished he could carry her so she would not have to suffer, but his status prohibited him from doing so and he slowed down his pace so she could try her best to catch up to him.Not waiting for Xander's reply nor understanding what his thoughts were, Javor continued, "Mr. Zane, is it too much trouble to mention your wife?""It's no trouble at all, my wife doesn't come from high society, but she's a good woman. She's a little stubborn, hardworking, and has her own pride. She deserves all the praise in the world," replied Xander as he observed Abigail's situation from the corner
When Abigail returned to the cubicle, everyone had already found their own seats save for an empty one on Xander's right. She had no choice but to meekly sit down beside Xander.The dishes were served as soon as she took her seat. Abigail was tasked to order the dishes that were served and she ordered them based on the Goldstein couple's preferences in mind and had the restaurant prepare them beforehand as Kate was a South Floriveran and the restaurant did not normally have South Floriveran cuisine prepared.The delightful taste of her hometown cuisine, especially in a Florivera specialty restaurant, made Kate look at Abigail in a new light. "Mr. Zane, your executive assistant seems to be quite an attentive lady."Xander nodded. "Yes, she's very capable."Abigail politely responded, "Thank you for the praise, Mrs. Goldstein."Kate suddenly came up with a difficult question. "Mr. Zane, who do you think is better? Your wife or your assistant?"Abigail was silent. 'My gosh, why am I
Abigail was so glad that her eyebrows arched. "Thank you on behalf of all female employees that have suffered the torturous high heels, Mr. Zane!"Xander could change company policy at the flick of a finger and should not have a need to worry over such a small issue, yet he changed the policy when he saw Abigail get hurt from wearing high heels. This made Abigail so surprised that this boss of hers was such a godsend.Xander could not understand how such a small issue could make her so happy when she did not even want the house he wanted to gift her, though he felt relieved when he saw her this happy. "Thank my wife instead of me."Knowing he was married, Abigail said, "Then I'll have to thank Mrs. Zane for that!"Kate admired young people like Xander. "Young men nowadays are more reliable than you are, Javor. Look at Mr. Zane. He doesn't only dote on his wife, but is also considerate of his employees."Xander politely replied, "Thank you for the praise, Mrs. Goldstein, but I'm st
Emma turned and dashed into the bathroom. She cranked the faucet on and splashed water on her face, aiming to soothe her nerves.Although they were engaged, they were still too young, with countless uncertainties looming over their future. The possibility of actually walking down the aisle was up in the air.Decisions made in a rush of happiness could eventually become sources of regret. And Emma knew all too well that she couldn't afford any regrets.She thought that fortunately, Ron hadn't pushed things further, which gave her time to cool off.After freshening up, Emma stepped out to find Ron on the balcony, a cigarette in hand.She couldn't resist chiding him, "I've told you to cut down on smoking. Why can't you seem to remember?"This time, Ron complied, snuffing out the cigarette. "We should get some sleep. We've got to put our best foot forward when we meet your family tomorrow.""Okay, I'll sleep on the couch. You take the bed," Emma responded.Ron simply replied, "As y
Ron looked at her dawdling pace with disdain. "If you, a lady, can handle it, why can't I, a grown man, stay?"His words sounded noble, but Ron regretted them the moment they arrived at the hotel.Despite now earning a decent income, Emma was still reluctant to spend money.This place was hardly a hotel; it was clearly a budget inn charging only a few dozen bucks a night. The hygiene was questionable at best, and safety seemed like a gamble.Ron turned on his heel, dragging her suitcase behind him. "We're leaving, now.""It's too late, and we can't get a refund for the room.""Are you trying to get us killed?"Emma fell silent, her thoughts a whirlwind of frustration. 'I told him he wouldn't be used to cheap places. He insisted on coming with me, and now he won't even let me stay here alone. Why is he so annoying?'However, considering Ron had rushed over in the middle of the night to help her, Emma decided not to hold it against him.Ron picked the best hotel in the area—the
Rebekah glanced over at Ron; she exchanged a knowing look with him before saying, "I'll have someone tidy up the rooms. Why don't you two stay here tonight and keep me company?"Ron replied simply, "Sure."Emma had purchased a midnight flight back to South Florivera, necessitating a rush to the airport, which made staying over after dinner impossible.Yet, she found herself at a loss for words, struggling to decline Rebekah's kind offer.As she hesitated, Ron stepped in to clear the air. "Mom, I've got something on tonight. After dinner, I'll drive Emma back to her dorm."Rebekah raised an eyebrow. "What's so important?" she wondered aloud, thinking, 'Wasn't he the one insisting Emma stay over? What's he up to now?'Ron kept it mysterious. "Life stuff."Rebekah could not help but chide him lightly, "You, always the joker."Right after dinner, Ron insisted on leaving to take Emma back to her dormitory. But as soon as they were out of the gated community, he asked, "So, you reall
Ron chuckled. "I didn't know you were aware that even a cornered rat will fight."Emma shot him a glare. "Are we going or not?"Ron quickly said, "Of course. When Miss Blue commands, how can I dare not obey?"Fearing another of his notorious driving escapades, Emma hastily buckled her seatbelt as she settled into the car.Thankfully, this time Ron kept it smooth, driving steadily.As they neared their destination, Ron finally spoke up, "You know, that Tucker guy is a married man. Don't let his kindness fool you into being the other woman."Emma's gaze on Ron was fiery, seething with anger. "Do you even hear yourself? Is that what you think of me? For the last time: Tucker and I share nothing more than a mentor-mentee relationship. There's nothing else between us.""I'm just looking out for you, worried you might get deceived," Ron said, witnessing Emma's fury for the first time. Yet, he could not help but find her anger not at all intimidating, but rather endearingly foolish.R
The two sisters had a pact: no cell phones at home to keep their secrets from the prying eyes of the Blue family. Thus, Emma could call only at prearranged times, the sole window for Rihanna to catch up.Rihanna's voice bubbled with excitement over the phone, as she chattered away about her life's minutiae.Knowing Rihanna was doing well eased Emma's mind.Just as Emma was about to end the call, she heard Rihanna's voice, soft and wistful. "You're really not coming home for the holidays? If you don't, I'll be all alone."Emma's heart clenched at those words, and she made up her mind in an instant. "I'll come back the day before New Year's Eve."The Blue family had their hands full with festivities that day, too busy to notice Rihanna's absence. Emma figured slipping back unnoticed then would be her best shot.After hanging up, Emma immediately booked a flight from Valtara to South Florivera. With her ticket secured and her last bit of work finished, Emma prepared to leave her off
Emma had no interest in romance, let alone the audacity to dream that Ron might fancy her.This time, she did not pick up the thread of conversation.After dinner, Ron, as usual, drove Emma back to the university.Before parting, Ron said, "Winter break is almost upon us, and the dorms might be off-limits. Are you sure you don't want to stay at my place for a couple of months?"Emma offered a smile in response. "Thanks for the offer. I've spoken with the dorm supervisor and submitted an application in advance. I'll be able to stay over the holiday period."Ron paused before saying, "Well, if you need anything, just let me know. I'll text you my number in a bit; make sure you save it."Emma nodded. "Sure."Without further ado, Ron drove off.Upon returning to her dorm, Emma saw Evelyn and Cassie, busy packing their bags, surrounded by gifts for their parents bought from Valtara.Evelyn asked Emma, "Are you really not going home for the winter break?"Emma replied, "No, I won't
Emma did not have the guts to risk failure because she did not have a safe haven to fall back on.Lucas kicked Ron in the shin. "Come on, if you fancy her, out with it. No Hagrid heir dithers like this."Ron glared at him. "Mind your own business." In his head, Emma was already his. The thought of losing her was unimaginable.Lucas said, "Without my meddling, she'd never be yours."Ron changed the subject. "I called you here for a serious discussion."Lucas replied, "No matter how serious, it can't outweigh the matter of your lifetime happiness."Ron was exasperated. "Lucas!"Lucas relented. "Alright, alright, you talk, I'm all ears."Ron spelled out Emma's music venture with Tucker. After hearing it all, Lucas could not help but see Emma in a new light."Never pegged Emma as such a dark horse," Lucas said.Silently listening to their conversation, Emma was thrilled to have her work recognized.Lucas said, "But, getting back to it, whether a song makes money, and how much, d
Ron barked, "Lucas!"With a chuckle, Lucas responded, "Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing Emma. I'm starving. Let's grab some food and talk business while we eat."Ron snapped, "Get lost!"Lucas could not help but revel in Ron's frustration. "Ron, have you fallen so quickly? Who was it that told me they would never accept an arranged marriage?"Emma was increasingly confused by their banter. "If it's inconvenient for me to be here, I can just take a cab and leave."Ron said, "Call you dumb and you won't admit it!"Emma thought to herself, 'I didn't want to be a third wheel, cramping their style. Was that really so wrong? No good deed goes unpunished, apparently.'Suddenly, Ron grabbed Emma's hand and led her inside. "It's cold out; let's go inside."Emma had to quicken her pace, practically being dragged along.Seeing them together, Lucas laughed heartily from behind. "Ron, oh Ron, never thought I'd see the day.""Don't laugh too soon. Your day is coming," Ron shot back.Th
Emma said, "Okay."Ron asked, "Have you won over your crush?"Lucas responded, "Secret."Ron replied, "Looks like you haven't won her over."Lucas said, "As long as I make a move, there's no girl I can't win over. But I haven't made a move yet because the timing isn't right."Ron asked, "Is it because of the Sandow family?"Lucas answered, "The Sandow family wants to marry their daughter to me, and my family wants me to marry her too. But I've told them long ago that I'm not willing to do that. Nobody can make me marry a girl I don't like."Emma remained silent. 'I didn't expect that Lucas would also have the same problem as me and Ron.'It seems like the wealthier the family, the more they'll arrange marriages based on social status without considering personal preferences.'Lucas seemed to sense Emma's thoughts. "Emma, my situation with the Sandow girl is different from yours and Ron's. Don't lump us together."Ron looked at Emma and suddenly said, "There isn't any other gi