Hayden put the list on the desk, loosened a button on his collar for comfort, and said with a note of resignation, "Fine, I won't stop you, but are you sure your visit won't be a disturbance?""What disturbance?" Benedict challenged irritably. "My granddaughter-in-law is filming. I'm just visiting the set. What could possibly go wrong?""Of course, what could go wrong? It's just that when you show up, she won't be able to concentrate on her acting. Her distraction will affect her performance, and she'll likely be berated by the director in front of the entire crew, that's all."Benedict was left speechless. There was no denying that those words were piercing. "Well, can't I wait until she's done shooting to see her?""Hmm, so after a full day of shooting, she'll still need to entertain you, huh?"Benedict was even more silenced."It's no problem. If you wish to go, I'll have Dexter book your flight now. How long do you plan on staying?" Before Benedict could answer, Hayden had al
Though the thought of his beloved sister Wyneth marrying again stung, Dean could not deny the reality.'Daughters do get married off eventually,' he reasoned in his mind. 'I can't prevent it forever.'So, he resolved to play a different role."I'll introduce you to a few outstanding men today, Wyneth. When you find happiness, that Hamilton will rue the day he let you go."Wyneth was rendered speechless. 'So that's his game,' she thought. 'That's why he brought me to this charity event out of the blue.'"The auction won't start for a while," Dean began, "Come, let me introduce you to some people."As a respected figure in high society, having Dean as an escort made Wyneth the envy of many. His charisma, coupled with his good looks, was enough to make anyone green-eyed."Meet Harrison Flynn of Encompass Industries." Dean started. "And this is Evan Reed, a jeweler. Over there is..."Dean enthusiastically introduced Wyneth to a line of eligible bachelors, all young, single, and ric
Suddenly, as if responding to some unseen signal, Hayden paused mid-stride, his icy gaze locking onto Wyneth's location. Wyneth's complexion shifted subtly, and instinctively she swiveled on her heel to walk away."What's up, Mr. Hamilton?" Dexter, standing beside Hayden, asked curiously upon seeing him halt.The delicate, pink silhouette that had caught Hayden's attention disappeared swiftly from his view, causing a flicker in his icy gaze.'Could I have been mistaken? Shouldn't she be in Frecford shooting a film now? And in my memory, I don't recall ever seeing her in pink.'With this thought, Hayden retracted his gaze."Nothing," he answered flatly.Dexter peeked in the direction Hayden had been looking, but aside from a sea of unfamiliar faces, nothing was particularly notable."Let's go," Hayden said.Finding a secluded corner, Wyneth took a seat. Thanks to its out-of-the-way location, few people had touched the food here. Spotting a modest fruit plate among the spread con
Suddenly, Evan's enthusiasm for Wyneth waned noticeably. His conversation with her tapered off, and soon he found an excuse to leave.Wyneth did not bat an eye, let alone glance his way. She had seen his type too often growing up. Shortly after, a few more men tried to make small talk with her. After receiving similar responses, they also found reasons to depart. Afterward, they gathered for a discussion."Pretty as she is, a woman without a substantial family wealth is just a fancy decoration.""Yeah, she might be fun to date, but never to marry.""If she doesn't have money, her being here today implies she's looking for someone who does. Women these days, huh..."Their insinuations were clear, even though they did not finish their sentences.They watched the beautiful woman sitting quietly in a corner, eating her fruit. The light falling on her cast a flattering glow, transforming her unusual-colored dress into something extraordinary.One man couldn't resist licking his lips.
Hayden had been assigned seat No. 5 The organizers, seemingly aware of his usual habit of attending social events without a female companion, had accommodated him with a two-seat arrangement, one for him and another for his assistant.Upon entering the VIP area, Dexter took the lead, scanning the area to locate their assigned seats. When he finally found seat No. 5, his eyes unexpectedly fell on a familiar figure seated at seat No. 6. Only a side profile was visible since she was already seated, but Dexter recognized her instantly—Wyneth, his boss's wife.'Oh, right. She's Ms. Walford now,' Dexter mused to himself. 'What are the odds that she would be seated right next to Mr. Hamilton?'Dexter abruptly turned to Hayden, catching him off guard. "Mr. Hamilton," Dexter asked, "what would you do if Ms. Walford also attended the auction today?"Hayden squinted at him. "Are you sure you want to stand here and pose hypothetical questions to me?"Without waiting for an answer, he strode p
The auctioneer took to the stage promptly, laying out the agenda for the evening. As the introductions concluded, the first item for bidding was swiftly brought forth.A painting of notable renown, recovered from a heap of ruins and thus suffering from faded details. Expert authentication confirmed its authenticity, setting the starting bid at $10,000. For the patrons gathered, such a price was nothing but a drop in the ocean. Even if the painting held little to no value as a collectible, the charitable nature of the auction would ensure bids, if only to maintain appearances. As expected, the bidding escalated quickly, leaping from the relatively humble $10,000 to an astonishing $200,000.Sipping lightly from her glass of fruit wine due to her low tolerance, Wyneth at first found the taste a tad disagreeable. Yet as she continued to sip, she discovered a unique flavor that became somewhat enjoyable."Wyn," Dean said, leaning in closer. "If you see anything you fancy, I'll bid on it
Her memory traced back to the day she first recognized the protective charm as her own. Her mother had told her it was a gift from a monk, meant to ensure her safety, so she wore it constantly. But it was gone now, irretrievable. There was no point in arguing about it with Hayden.Wyneth nonchalantly ran her fingers through her hair, about to say something, when Dean growled through gritted teeth, "You didn't give that charm to that lowlife, did you?"A surge of tension prickled Hayden's temple.'Is this man referring to me as a lowlife?'His gaze shifted toward Dean, dark and ominous.Seeing Wyneth's reluctance to speak, Dean let out a disdainful laugh. "You're something else. You gave away even your most cherished possession."The auctioneer on stage finished introducing the protective charm and started on its bidding price. "The starting price for this protective charm is $100,000. Do we have any takers?"The audience seemed indifferent, some believing that the silver charm c
"$5 million..."Everyone present, including the auctioneer, was stunned by the figure. It was not as though they had not seen a $5 million item before, but for a piece with a preceding bid of $1 million to suddenly jump to $5 million, it was ridiculous. And it was just a silver piece, after all.Inevitably, murmurs arose. "Could the silver be of such high quality?""Even if it is, it's just so small. $5 million; that's got to be the ceiling, right?"No sooner had the comment landed, someone bid. "$10 million."The indifferent male voice sounded slowly, causing the crowd to shift their stunned gazes once again to Hayden's position. He sat there with a calm demeanor, the overhead light casting an aura that highlighted his handsome features even more vividly.The crowd could not help but start whispering among themselves."What's going on? Is this thing really worth $10 million?""Who knows? Do they have some insider information?""Unlikely, right? If this thing were truly that v
"I heard," Hayden sighed, thinking she might tell him not to touch her."What do you think?" Wyneth asked."Me?" A small smile formed on Hayden's lips as he gently kissed her. "It's whatever you want."Wyneth's eyes sparkled. "So, you'll listen to me?"Hayden hesitated. "Except...""What?" Wyneth's tone shifted to annoyance. "You aren't backing out, right? You just said it's up to me.""It's not that I'm backing out," Hayden said, "I just have one condition. I'll listen to you any other time, but there's one thing I can't do.""What thing?" Wyneth asked.Hayden leaned in and whispered in her ear. Wyneth's face turned a shade of pink, and she pushed him away, gasping."You're such a creep!" she exclaimed.Hayden took her wrist, drawing her close and kissed her earlobe. "What's the matter? Isn't this okay for us? Don't you think so?" As he kissed her, he began to unbutton her collar. His voice was low and smooth. "Just listen to me this one time. For everything else, whatever y
On the ride home from the hotel, tears rolled down Wyneth's cheeks nonstop. This time, though, she was not alone by the car window. She was nestled in Hayden's arms. He wiped away each tear, comforting her all the way."Don't cry. It's just a mix-up, okay? He said he's fine and will be around for a long time," Hayden whispered.Despite his soothing words, Wyneth's tears did not cease. Seeing this, Hayden, filled with concern, gently asked, "Is this not what you wanted?"Confused, Wyneth looked up. "What are you talking about? I'm beyond happy he's alive."Hayden smiled, gently wiping her eyes. "Then why are you still crying?""I'm crying because..." Wyneth bit her lower lip, with Hector's words echoing in her mind.She had always been upset, believing her father had not wanted her years ago. But just as she was about to leave, Cindy pulled her aside. "Wyneth," her mother said gently, "your dad did want you. When I divorced him, I had just one demand.""What was it?""I wanted o
Everyone was silent. Just before entering the private dining room, Wyneth blurted out, "Is he really dying?" Hearing this, Andrew's steps halted. Before he could answer, she added, "How long does he have? Why didn't anyone say anything before?"Andrew sighed and turned around. "Is that why you're here?" Wyneth pursed her lips. A wave of uncertainty washed over Andrew. 'This mom and daughter,' he thought, 'they're here because they got it all wrong. Mom is acting differently toward Dad, too. She was all tough before, but now she's gone soft, probably thinks Dad is dying. And Dad? He's just laughing, like he's having a good time with all this mess.' Andrew hesitated, then said, "Let's talk inside." He chose to hold his words for now.Hayden and Wyneth walked into the private dining room. Cindy was passing dishes to Hector. As they entered, every pair of eyes turned their way. A divorced couple and six sons stared at Hayden. Used to the predictable world of leadership, Hayden now ventur
In the end, Wyneth decided to stay. She could see the honesty in Matilda's words and knew she was sincere. Recognizing Matilda as not her birth mother made Wyneth realize she should not hold her to the same expectations. With acceptance, she focused on building her future with Hayden, freeing herself from doubts and reservations.With Wyneth's decision to stay, Matilda's heart swelled with joy and immense honor. Realizing Wyneth's sincere intentions, not merely chasing the Hamilton family's wealth, transformed their relationship. Matilda's newfound warmth toward her was evident. Gifts, once withheld, now freely flowed into Wyneth's room. At auctions, Matilda eagerly bid on items for Wyneth. During jewelry store visits, Matilda generously bought her gifts, swiping her credit card without hesitation, and welcoming her nearly as a daughter.Wyneth received a call from her mother. Even after so many years, her mom, Cindy, was still bossy. "Your father isn't doing well. You should come to
Just at that moment, a knock sounded from outside."Sir, your mother is back," someone said.Hayden could feel the person in his arms stiffen, her body tensed. "Don't worry, I'm right here," he reassured her softly."Your mother heard that Ms. Walford is here. She wants to see her," the voice from outside continued.'Meet me?' Wyneth bit her lower lip lightly. 'Why does she want to see me? To insult me again?'"She hasn't eaten yet. She can meet her after eating," Hayden said, gently turning down the request for Wyneth. Outside, everything fell silent."Won't this offend your mom?" Wyneth's voice filled with concern as she asked.Hayden looked at Wyneth, pausing for a moment before speaking. "I know she's been mean to you," he said. Wyneth's eyes widened in surprise. "I'm sorry." He bent down and lightly kissed her forehead. "You've been treated unfairly." Seeing her blink, he added, "Let's eat first. After that, I'll go with you."Wyneth was a bit nervous, but not as anxious a
Hector was speechless as Cindy mistakenly thought he was ill. Seeing her worried face, he felt the misunderstanding might not be so terrible. He shared a look with Andrew. His eldest son caught on immediately, giving a subtle head shake. Understanding the signal not to mislead Cindy any further, Hector hesitated before gently asking, "Can I see her? Even just a glance?" It had been many years since he last saw his daughter up close, and she had not called him "Dad" in all that time.Cindy, lost in thought, stared at Hector before finally nodding as if admitting defeat. "Fine, I'll call her."Later, Wyneth fell asleep. Upon waking, she found herself on the large bed in Hayden's bedroom. She saw Hayden sitting at the sofa, busy with a computer.Hearing her movement, Hayden immediately got up and walked toward her. "Awake? Thirsty or hungry? Want something to eat first?"Having slept through lunch, Wyneth was hungry, so she nodded. "Sure."After Hayden left to give some instructions,
'He shifts moods so fast,' Wyneth thought as she stared at her unattended ringing phone.Observing her delay, Hayden asked, "What's going on?"In his mind, a thought flickered, 'She seems reluctant to take the call. Perhaps there's tension with her eldest brother?'"He's calling now; must be about him," Wyneth whispered."About your dad?"They had decided to be together, and Wyneth did not hide anything from him. "Yeah, my dad."Hayden did not utter a single word."I don't like him," Wyneth softly said, staring at her ringing phone. "Answer it for me and say I'm asleep," she whispered to Hayden as she cozied up to him. Without a word, Hayden picked up the phone and conveyed the message before ending the call.After ending the call, a curious Hector asked, "Well? Where is she?"Understanding the situation, Andrew said, "She didn't answer the phone; she's asleep."Despite hearing the words, Hector felt something was off. He sighed, "She really doesn't like me.""Don't worry, D
"Trouble recognizing faces? What do you mean?" Hector Spencer asked.Andrew sighed. "Dad, he's Wyneth's ex-husband."Hector's eyes widened in surprise. "He is? No wonder I didn't recognize him. I must've barely seen him before.""Is that what's bothering you?" Andrew asked."What else would it be?" Hector replied, still taken aback.Andrew sighed. His dad, Hector, was good at many things and never stayed mad at people. But there was one funny thing about him: he could never remember faces of people outside their family. "You don't mind?" Andrew asked.Smiling, Hector replied, "Mind what? She's told everyone, so she must be ready. I've never been the dad she favored. If I object now, won't she dislike me even more?"Andrew was left speechless by this. He had not expected Hector to have no objections. "Seems like someone doesn't need your approval."Changing the topic, Hector asked, "What about your mom? Is she back?" He had been living alone for many years.Andrew exhaled. "I t
Everyone rushed to check out Wyneth's Facebook and, sure enough, they saw her admitting to the relationship, along with a freshly taken selfie.At first, Wyneth only wanted to write a post. But after Hayden tasted the joy of going public with their relationship, he suggested taking a wefie for the official announcement. Feeling his excitement, Wyneth agreed. They posted the wefie on Facebook, captioned "Officially Together". Yet, Hayden was not done. He captured another photo, this time holding her hand, eager to share their love with the world.Since Hayden was not a celebrity or idol, he had no fan feelings to fret over. Eager to declare his love, he did not hold back. His photo captured his sharp features and dark, gem-like eyes that shone under the camera lights. The image showcased his palm holding Wyneth's fair, slender hand. Their contrasting hands highlighted his affection, radiating warmly from the photo.After the photo came out, everyone was shocked. This included fans, p