"What do you take me for? The type of man to make a lady pay for dinner?" Luke said, aghast.Hearing this, Wyneth realized her behavior was inappropriate. She was just worried that Luke would be sour over it and cause her trouble later on. The agreement was she would be treating him to dinner, so if she did not pay, she would not feel at ease. However, she could not say all that outright, so she chose her words carefully."Of course not. You're generous and not the type to hold a grudge, especially not over a dinner bill. I just... I said I'd treat you, and if I don't pay, it won't sit well with me."She thought to herself, 'He should be okay with that, right?'True to her expectation, Luke's expression softened considerably. "If it really bothers you so much, just return the favor next time."He thought, 'Does she think I'm stupid? With her thoughtless and insensitive ways, if I don't pick up the tab this time, what other excuse would I have to get her to treat me next time?'So
'Hayden? Wasn't he supposed to stay back for some meeting? Why's he here?'Wyneth had planned on waiting here for Benedict, and then taking care of him during the journey. If Hayden was not present, she and Benedict could avoid attracting attention. Even if someone did notice them, they would probably just think she knew an elder of the Hamilton family and that was why they were together. But now with Hayden here, she did not know how to behave around Benedict. Moreover, just interacting was one thing; she did not even dare to approach him.But in the end, for the sake of the elderly man, Wyneth put everything aside for the moment and stood up with a smile."Grandpa." She greeted.Hayden's arrival drew some attention from the people in the VIP lounge. They all turned to look at him and then started whispering among themselves. Everyone saw Benedict warmly engaging in conversation with a young woman in the VIP room, his kind face full of smiles. Meanwhile, Hayden paused not far from
"But why would he hide his marriage?"Someone chimed in. "He's not a movie star, so his career wouldn't be affected by it. What's with the big secret?""Ever considered that his wife might be a celebrity?" Another speculated."Gigi!" Someone blurted out her name with a burst of excitement. "When Gigi was shooting a movie, didn't he visit her on set? Everyone knows he doesn't do set visits for just anyone.""If that's the case, then it all makes sense."Listening to their conversation, a nearby airport staff member, who had just finished delivering a few cups of coffee, could not resist. She ducked into a corner and pulled out her phone to look at a photo. She was the one who had sneaked a picture of Hayden and Wyneth on the previous flight. Even though she had been warned to delete the photo, she had managed to save a copy that had automatically uploaded to her cloud storage. But she dared not share it again and was could only sneak peeks at it in secret.'If my memory serves rig
'The Hamiltons owe me an apology? What's that all about?' Wyneth wondered, turning to Benedict. "Grandpa, why would you suddenly say...""Don't sweat it." Benedict brushed it off casually. "I'm just rambling. Just an old man's worry seeing his Hamilton gal, my cherished granddaughter-in-law, having to pound the pavement in the acting world, you know."Relieved, Wyneth pressed on. "But Grandpa, when you go out and play chess for hours on end, do you ever feel tired?"Benedict paused at the question, then shook his head. "Tired? From playing chess? Never.""Exactly. Acting is the same for me. It's something I love, so it never feels like work."That sentiment struck a chord with Benedict, who nodded in agreement.As their conversation went on, Hayden, from the moment they had gotten onto the plane until now, had never once joined them. Out of the corner of her eye, Wyneth occasionally noticed him taking phone calls, his brows furrowing slightly. In her memory, Hayden always seemed
"Sneak shots."'Sneak shots?' The flight attendant turned, following Hayden's gaze.The man who was just accused of sneakily taking photos practically shot up, bristling with outrage. "That's a load of bull!"Wyneth, in her slumber, seemed to be on the verge of being disturbed, her brows furrowing in annoyance.'So noisy,' she thought. But she was in a deep sleep and did not open her eyes.Hayden, observing her reactions while smirking coldly, said, "Whether it's a load of bull or not, a quick peek at the phone will clear things up." Everyone knew who Hayden was. A man of his stature would not accuse someone without a firsthand account; he had his reputation to uphold.So, the flight attendant believed him without hesitation, and immediately said to the man, "Sir, may we have a look at your phone?"The man was visibly upset. "Why? Just because he said I was taking photos, I was? Any evidence? If there's no evidence, why should I let you see my phone?"His voice was loud, and hi
The man, apparently not expecting Hayden to willingly hand over his phone, stood there stunned for a moment. Finally, he blurted out, "Hand it over, just like that, huh? You think this is a joke? Now I get it; you're all in this together, aren't you? Scheming to snoop on my phone, right? What, are you trying to steal my business secrets or something?"The flight attendant was left speechless. Ever since Hayden had pointed out this gentleman, she believed him, but she could not be entirely sure. Without any solid evidence, everything was mere suspicion and speculation. The man's persistent refusal to hand over his phone was becoming increasingly suspicious, especially now that Hayden had willingly offered his. But she could do nothing, as they were all passengers. She could not just wrestle the phone from him."I'm giving you ten more seconds to admit, apologize, and delete the photos." Hayden's voice was as cold as ice, his gaze sharp as a sword.His imposing demeanor made the man s
The man quickly deleted the photo from his phone, then asked, "There, happy now?"He could not help but add, with visible frustration, "She's just so pretty, you know? The pose was perfect, and she has to be some sort of celebrity. I figured I could make some quick cash by selling the snap to the press."Hayden, cold-eyed, glanced at him, then demanded. "Your phone." The man did not dare to refuse and quickly handed it over. Hayden tapped into the recently deleted album, removed Wyneth's picture, and returned the device. "Apologize."The man felt utterly aggrieved, but he had no other choice; he had been caught red-handed, after all. He approached Wyneth, who looked slightly puzzled, and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken your picture without your consent. Please, forgive me."Wyneth was startled. 'So, I was the victim of the secret photography? I had thought Hayden was suddenly butting into other people's affairs.'Noting Wyneth's silence, even as she turned to look away, t
After Wyneth and Benedict arrived at Acrofburg, they went back to the Hamilton Old mansion together.However, Hayden received a phone call from Matilda after getting off the plane, so he parted ways with them.He went back to the Hamilton residence and said to his driver, "Wait for me here.""Sure, Mr. Hamilton."Hayden walked in.The maid waited at the door and immediately ran inside to notify Matilda as soon as he saw Hayden coming back."Madam, Mr. Hamilton's back."Matilda was not the only person sitting in the grand and spacious living room. Instead, there was also a young and beautiful lady sitting across from her.That young lady was wearing a light pink knee-length dress with her long hair falling on her shoulder and light makeup on her face."Hayden's back? Tell him to come inside now."So, the maid ran out again.However, a hint of blush appeared on the fair face of that young lady as soon as she heard that exchange between Matilda and the maid."Mrs. Hamilton..."