Chloe's heart sank, and she quickly got up."Who are you, and what do you mean?" She stepped to the window, lowering her voice. Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the man at the dining table."Hey, you ungrateful little thing, have you forgotten me so quickly? After all, I gave you quite a show!" Geoffrey's teasing voice echoed through the phone.Ugh—Chloe felt goosebumps all over; it was Geoffrey. She immediately realized he was behind the recent troubles with Moira.While he had helped her vent her frustrations, she wouldn't acknowledge his favor. She yelled into the phone, "Get lost! Who needs you?"Click—She hung up and looked up to find Lionel watching her with a complex expression.Feeling awkward, she returned to her seat and hastily finished her meal. "I'm done," she said, avoiding Lionel's gaze as she rushed upstairs.Chloe felt pathetic; she hadn't done anything wrong, yet she felt as if she was fleeing in guilt. No, it shouldn't be like this!What was she afraid of? Even i
On the other side, in a luxurious apartment, Moira was fuming with rage.Even if her acting wasn't gaining traction, she had already become a hot topic across various newspapers, magazines, and social media platforms. Every pop-up notification seemed to feature her video wearing nothing but a red G-string. She was on every front page, and the video had been shared countless times.She was holed up in her apartment, too afraid to step outside. Paparazzi were swarming the place like flies on rotten eggs, not giving her a moment of peace. Even at night, she didn't dare peek out the window.Everything in the apartment that could be smashed had already been shattered.As filming entered a critical phase, she had originally planned to grit her teeth and push through her leg injury. She figured that if she could just make it through this ordeal, she would be a top-tier actress, gaining fame across the country and even winning an Oscar. Then she and her precious Lion would soar together.But
Moira fumed all night, cursing and seething until her eyes were dark with exhaustion by morning.Unable to wait another minute, she ordered her agent to get her a set of old-lady clothes and called in her makeup artist, Cynthia. After half an hour, she walked out completely transformed into an old woman with white hair.Her skin was sallow, her face wrinkled like a dried flower, and even her most loyal fans wouldn't have recognized her.Ignoring her agent's protests, Moira rushed downstairs. At the entrance of the apartment, media swarmed, looking inside anxiously. None of them paid any attention to the old lady hobbling by. Smugly, Moira smirked to herself.At K Group's headquarters, the towering, majestic building stood in imposing grandeur. The structure mirrored the CEO inside—powerful, commanding, and intimidating, making anyone who looked up at it feel small and insignificant.Inside the luxurious, opulent CEO office on the forty-eighth floor, Lionel was buried in a mountain of
It was hard to tell how long it had taken, but Moira and Barton finally showed up at the CEO's office."Lion…" Moira froze for a moment, intimidated by the grandeur of the office. After a long pause, she finally called out softly, her eyes welling with tears as she rushed towards Lionel.Hearing the voice, Lionel's back stiffened, and he looked up from the pile of documents in front of him. His hawk-like eyes shot out a cold glare, sharp as ice daggers."Stop!" The single word pierced Moira's ears like a blade.Moira stopped dead in her tracks, her face twitching as Lionel's icy gaze fell on her. Just moments ago, she'd been in the bathroom, staring at her sleep-deprived, pale face.In desperation, she had caked on a thick layer of foundation, which was now beginning to flake off as her face spasmed."Lion, you have to stand up for me…" Moira, ever the actress, quickly snapped out of her stunned state, her face crumpling into a pitiful expression as if Lionel's cold demeanor meant not
At the same time, Geoffrey was having quite a busy day.Usually, he'd spend his time with a few buddies and a bunch of pretty girls, racing cars, surfing, playing golf, and indulging in a bit of light gambling, where he'd win enough to buy a few yachts. His days were filled with gourmet food and luxurious pastimes, living life to the fullest.But today, his phone never stopped ringing. Call after call—he barely had time to respond. Several groups of women had shown up, only to be sent away with a single glare.Earlier that morning, he had been snuggled in bed, dreaming about kissing the lips of a fiery, peppery woman when the shrill sound of his phone shattered the dream, causing the woman in his arms to vanish before he could even taste her.He answered the call only to get chewed out by his father.The land they had just bid on was suddenly being requisitioned. And the crown jewel of their business, the highly profitable 'Paradiso,' had bee
Today, it seemed that everyone was particularly busy.Chloe had been searching for her phone from morning until afternoon.Her phone had been her trusty companion for many years, though it looked a bit worn. She couldn't bear to replace it. Well, to be honest, she didn't really have the money to get a new one anyway.She distinctly remembered placing it on her nightstand before going to bed last night, yet this morning, it was nowhere to be found.These days, being without a phone felt like being cut off from the world.After searching and reminiscing, she was certain it had been on the nightstand.Sitting by the window, she took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes narrowing into slits!In this house, the staff were highly trained and would never dare to steal anything. Besides, their phones were far more upscale than hers; her old, barely functioning phone was probably too pathetic for them to bother picking up.Hmm, it definite
"Ah!" Florence was not pleased. "So, you arranged this seafood feast for her, not for me?"Lionel twitched his mouth, glancing at Chloe before looking back at his sister. "What are you talking about? I arranged this according to your tastes!""Really?" Florence stared at her brother, clearly skeptical."Eat up!" Lionel shot back, trying to cover his discomfort. He raised his bowl to drink soup, blocking half his face, so no one could see his expression.However, anyone paying attention might notice a slight flush at his ears.At that moment, Chloe's heart raced. She hardly cared about the siblings' argument over who the feast was for; her mind was racing with what to do.Was it that she was born in the wrong place, or was Flora? How could two people, surely enemies in a past life, end up as twin sisters?Heavens, it was a cruel joke!This mess was hard to clean up, and if she wasn't careful, Lionel would catch on. That would ex
At dinner, Chloe struggled to eat, hardly consuming anything. She tried a third of the dishes before exclaiming in distress that her stomach was too full, and she hurried upstairs like she was escaping for her life.*Ugh...*She dashed into the bathroom of her bedroom, locked the door, and leaned over the toilet to vomit. Feeling weak, she simply sat on the floor, which was clean enough that she could have comfortably slept there. After a while, when her stomach felt a bit calmer, Chloe stepped out of the bathroom.As a child, she had once experienced a severe seafood allergy, with vomiting, diarrhea, fever, chest tightness, rapid heartbeat, and red, swollen bumps on her skin. That incident had scared her parents, and they never let her touch seafood again. Perhaps it was because she was young and frail back then; now that she was an adult, her immunity had naturally improved. Yet, she still had to be cautious.She quickly rummaged through the medicine ca
"You!" Chloe wanted nothing more than to punch him, but she couldn't!Usually, he was the one who dominated their kisses; today, he was forcing her into this—was this his condition for releasing Marcus?Her heart ached, and Chloe's expression darkened, yet she still wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his, as if fulfilling a task.In truth, Lionel was deliberately pushing her like this! He wanted her to become accustomed to taking the initiative because he had savored the sweetness of her doing so before.However, he was still surprised by her obedient submission.He gazed down at Chloe, her eyes tightly shut, her long lashes fluttering. Her body was tense, her movements awkward; he could feel her underlying anger, yet she was trying hard to please him.Suddenly, he felt a surge of irritation. For that man, she was suppressing her anger? She was making such an effort to appease him for the sake of another!A
Chloe dialed the number, watching "husband" flash on the screen, a smirk curling at the corners of her mouth."Hello..." The call was answered quickly, and Lionel's deep, cello-like voice came through. Even though Chloe was all too familiar with his voice, she felt a slight shiver run through her.After a brief moment of blankness, her tone turned icy. "Did you do something about Marcus?" It sounded like a question, but she was already certain of the answer.Lionel hadn't expected her to call about this. After a brief pause, he answered honestly, "Yes, I did. So what?""You're unreasonable!" Chloe snapped, exasperated. She had never seen anyone so shameless—committing a wrong and then boasting about it.Lionel felt a pang in his chest. It had been so long since she had scolded him. Suppressing his irritation, he raised an eyebrow and replied, his voice devoid of emotion, as if her anger didn't bother him at all. "What do you want?""Le
"Ah! I'll notify the guards right away..." The secretary exclaimed, her face pale with fear, fumbling to make a call until Amos barked at her to stop."Get out! Close the door! I can handle this myself." Amos said sternly, and the secretary, trembling, shot him a glance before quickly exiting and shutting the door.Although Chloe had plunged the broken bottle into Amos's chest with fury, she was terrified herself, her face as pale as a sheet.She couldn't understand what had given her such courage. Trembling, she withdrew her hand, nervously twisting her fingers together."How could you be so cruel to me..." Amos gazed at her, pain flashing in his eyes.He ripped the broken bottle from his chest and tossed it into the trash. The wound wasn't deep, but the blood that splattered out was alarming. He felt pain, not just from the injury, but from a deeper heartache, as if the bottle had pierced countless wounds within him, making it hard to breathe.
Chloe rushed out of the villa, heading toward the Latham residence.As she reached the entrance, she saw several servants gathered outside. Lisa was being led by one servant, crying, while the others could not hold back their tears either.When Lisa saw Chloe, she immediately threw herself into Chloe's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "Chloe... Waaa... My dad was taken away... I want my dad... Can you take me to see him?"Lisa's big eyes were red and swollen, her fair cheeks streaked with tears. Chloe hugged Lisa tightly, gently wiping her tears and soothing her. "Lisa, don't cry. Your dad will be okay. He'll be back soon."Though she tried to comfort her, Chloe understood that politics were complicated—who could say for sure?Having worked as a tutor for three years without incident, she had only limited interactions with Marcus but knew he wasn't the type to be corrupt.Once, she had witnessed someone claim Marcus had given him signific
(Flashback)That day, after Marcus and Chloe left Paradiso, Amos quickly followed suit.On the way back, he noticed something was off with his body. A chilling realization hit him: he had been slipped an aphrodisiac!No! Not just him—Marcus and Chloe had both been drugged! The red wine they drank had all come from the same bottle.Chloe had left with the drugged Marcus! His heart raced in panic. He ordered the driver to chase after Marcus; the amount he had drunk was excessive, and the effects of the drug were hitting hard and fast.It felt as if his body was about to explode, drenched in sweat. If he didn't find a woman soon, he might not survive!Just then, Flora's call came through."Amos, have you finished talking to your beloved? She's still waiting for you!" Flora's sugary voice made Amos wish he could reach through the phone and strangle her.This venomous woman must have orchestrated the whole thing!Amos gripped the phone tightly, growling through clenched teeth, "Where are y
After freshening up, food had been brought into the room, and the two sat in silence, as if nothing had happened, quietly eating.Chloe sat across from Lionel in revealing pajamas, boldly eating as if it were the most natural thing.In the past, she would have never dared to do this, rushing to hide under the covers after changing into her pajamas. But now, she was calm and collected in front of him, not a hint of embarrassment on her face.Her mind must be poisoned by the drugs!That was the only explanation Lionel could come up with.Strangely enough, he used to yearn for Chloe to wear such clothes and flaunt them in front of him, but now, seeing her sitting there made his eyes ache."Give me three million more, I need the money, and I'll pay you back however you want!" Chloe suddenly said, setting down her spoon. Her face remained cold, showing no shame despite asking for money.In the past, she would have scoffed at the idea of asking him for anything, yet now, her words flowed ou
As Chloe's awareness returned, shameful images flashed through her mind like scenes from a movie.She had thrown herself at Marcus, torn his clothes, and bitten his neck. They had held each other tightly on the bathroom floor...Oh God, how could she ever face anyone again?Despite her hazy consciousness, she vaguely remembered Lionel arriving just in time. It was he who had rescued her from the agony, not Marcus! Thankfully! Otherwise, she would have no choice but to die today.Relieved, yet the memories of her wild behavior started coming back.She had acted more disgracefully than a prostitute, and that thought broke her. Tears of frustration and sorrow streamed down her face.The proud woman she once was couldn't bear this version of herself. She was disgusted with herself to the point of wanting to disappear.Her tears flowed like a river, but they couldn't wash away her shame.“Shh, don't cry,” Lionel said softly, gently patting Chloe's back as she regained her clarity.His voic
"Lion…" Even in her dazed state, Chloe managed to call out Lionel's name. The moment she saw him, all the pain and frustration she'd been holding in exploded to the surface. Tears flowed uncontrollably, like a dam breaking. She began to sob, "Help me… please… I'm in so much pain… I feel like I'm dying...""Lionel?" Lionel's arrival clearly startled him.As Lionel looked into the bathroom, the sight of the two people clinging to each other made his blood boil. Every muscle in his body screamed with rage, and he was ready to kill!The terrified doctor at the door stammered, "They've… been drugged."If Lionel hadn't been aware of this beforehand, he would've killed Marcus on the spot—mayor or not, it wouldn't have mattered.In a flash, Lionel stormed into the room, but thankfully, the worst hadn't happened yet. He felt a wave of relief, though Chloe's sobbing and the pitiful state she was in broke his heart.Bending down, he roughly shoved Marcus aside, took off his coat, and covered Chl
Screech—The tires of the Bentley screeched sharply against the ground as it came to a stop. The Latham family had been waiting outside, and the doctor was already prepared.Marcus leaped out of the car in haste. He knew that if Chloe reached for him again or if he gave in, he wouldn't have the strength to resist. His self-control was already hanging by a thread.A group of people quickly rushed to support him."Hurry, give her the medication!" He roared at the doctor, drenched in sweat.The group hurriedly helped both of them into the house, administering the medication separately.After a moment, the doctor reported, "This isn't just a regular aphrodisiac. It's a rare and potent toxin, and the dosage is incredibly high. Prolonged exposure could seriously harm the body, especially for the woman.""What are we supposed to do, then?" Marcus was on the verge of losing his mind. He could feel it—despite the IV drip, the burning sensation inside him hadn't lessened one bit."The best solu