The driver of the Wengluoni mansion has been waiting under the lush and robust bodhi tree outside the mansion. Samuel only stayed momentarily before getting into the car to go to the Garcia family.Ade did not go to the Garcia family together but followed her around.Although the Wengluoni mansion is called a mansion, it is as big as an ancient castle, and the car drove into the mansion windingly.The uncle with blond hair and blue eyes who cleans the snow in the yard saw the car entering, stood aside, and said with a smile, "Gruezi."Extra enthusiastic, full of vitality.Ade also returned a German greeting to him.And he turned his head and thoughtfully introduced to Kimberly, "Madam, in addition to Hans and Moyna taking care of Mr. Garcia's daily life, no one else lives here at the Wengluoni mansion. It's hushed."As he spoke, the car stopped steadily, and the two went up the steps and entered the mansion. An Asian-faced woman in her forties or fifties stood at the door and smiled a
She liked the piano, and grandfather saw it all, spending a great deal to hire Laurent as her best teacher.Although she eventually gave up playing due to the company, Laurent felt sorry for her. Over the years, they maintained a good relationship as teacher and friend.It was just a letter of recommendation, far less than what she wanted Moyna to do for her.Late at night, Samuel had yet to return.He messaged her to go to bed early.Moyna was even more kind and respectful to her than in the afternoon, fearing she might not be accustomed to Zurich's cuisine. She had already sent her exquisite post-dinner desserts and, seeing her light still on before bed, especially went upstairs to offer her a cup of hot red wine to help her sleep.She initially wanted to decline but then thought better of it and agreed, "Okay."Moyna had been with the Garcia family for many years and understood things differently from those in high positions.Kimberly was very good at using this.While Moyna was he
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Winslet forgot to sob and stared intently at the young and capable current helmsman of the Garcia family.Samuel didn't even bother to acknowledge the others present. His tall figure sat on the sofa, his presence commanding, and his eyes, cold and narrow, seemed inherently ruthless and devoid of desire.He glanced coldly at the living room crowd, emanating an oppressive aura.The words that left his thin lips were chillingly cold. To the solemn lawyer standing by, he said, "The company will handle its affairs. We're discussing the Garcia family's domestic issues now. Those irrelevant, please leave."His tone wasn't loud but carried an intimidating force that no one dared to resist. His cold eyes were haughty and chilling, sending shivers down people's spines.As soon as these words were spoken, the others exchanged looks, some murmuring their discontent, but only in hushed tones."Leave, don't make me repeat myself." His thin, cold lips moved slightly, uttering
Zurich's night is ethereal and quiet, as if you can hear the sound of snow gently falling outside the window.The tranquil lake, under the glow of the cold moon, looks as if it's been sprinkled with a layer of pearly, sparkling waves.It's already late into the night.When Samuel returned to the Wengluoni mansion, he couldn't wait to go upstairs to see the person he'd been thinking of for so long.Hearing the car's movement, Moyna, who hadn't fallen asleep, got up to check.Surprised to see Mr. Garcia returning, she thought he would stay at the Garcia house given the late hour.Not wanting to be negligent, she quickly said, "Mr. Garcia."Samuel responded with a light hum, glanced upstairs, and asked in a lowered voice, "Has madam gone to sleep?"He added, "Did she take her medicine tonight, as I told you?""She did," Moyna respectfully replied.She had taken it early after dinner, but then, suddenly remembering something, her expression drastically changed, and she was too panicked ev
The Garcia family, having been in Switzerland for many years, has intricate and entangled relations. Their influence in the local scene is significant. The funeral, attended not only by business magnates but also by numerous political figures, was both solemn and grand.After the Garcia family's permission, the news of Old Lady Garcia's death was released when her coffin was in the church on its last day. The funeral, led by the bishop, was extensively covered, dominating headlines everywhere.A fleet of top-tier black luxury cars slowly made their way to the cemetery, forming an endless procession.The memorial service at the cemetery was attended by prominent figures from various fields, including several silver-haired luminaries from their respective domains.Men wore black suits with black ties, and women wore black dresses with veils. The sky sprinkled light snow mixed with rain, chilling to the bone, and many held black umbrellas.The scene was a sea of black, and due to the Gar
The heavy snow gradually covered the medieval-styled street, its shimmering flakes piercing through the darkness, scattering and meandering in the desolate night.Upon Samuel's arrival at the Garcia residence, he saw that Liam were also present. Due to their busy work at the hospital, they rarely returned to Switzerland. This time, coinciding with the New Year and Old Lady Garcia's funeral, they had the opportunity to come.Liam, who were comforting Mrs. Garcia, tried to catch Samuel's attention with meaningful glances as he entered, bringing in the cold wind. Unfortunately, Samuel, in his aloof elegance, simply lowered his gaze to remove his black leather gloves and took off his frost-covered black coat, handing it to a servant nearby.Liam could only resort to making eye contact with Bill, who, upon noticing, nodded politely.Finding himself in a tricky position, Liam cautiously moved away from his approaching aunt to avoid any misunderstanding.Samuel handed his coat to a servant a
Mrs. Garcia was so enraged by her son's words that she almost fainted. Her voice trembled with extreme anger as she said, "How dare you speak to me like that, Samuel, you have greatly disappointed me!"Normally poised and dignified, Mrs. Garcia shook with rage, speaking without restraint, "I should ask the Wilson family if it's because Mr. and Mrs. Wilson passed away too soon, leaving no one to discipline their daughter, that she learned to flit between two men at such a young age?!"Samuel, hearing this, furrowed his brows. His calm gaze suddenly turned stormy. "If you say so, then let me be frank with you. She is the one I have longed for and obtained through great effort. Your son has never been as happy as he is now with her."His icy stare silently bore into her, sending chills to the core.In a low, cold voice, he ominously said, "If you insist on ruining everything, if I can't get what I want, you certainly won't get what you want."Mrs. Garcia, stunned by her son's harsh words
Samuel looked out at the heavy snowfall outside the car window, his slender, pale fingers loosening his necktie, his expression gloomy. Bill, having returned to the car, cautiously addressed the intimidating figure in the back seat, "Mr. Garcia, I've relayed your message as you instructed.""Good, arrange for some people to keep an eye on the Garcia family," Samuel ordered coldly."Understood, Mr. Garcia."When the car arrived at the Wengluoni residence in the early hours of the morning, the night had intensified the snowfall. The entire estate was shrouded in a pure white blanket. Samuel looked up to see a light on the second-floor study and a delicate silhouette passing behind the hazy curtain.Surrounded by the silent night, only the warm glow of the house shone through, painting a tranquil and soft evening. This sight brought an unprecedented sense of relaxation to him. His loved one was right there.Moyna, carrying a cup of milk to the mistress, was surprised to see Mr. Garcia an
This time was different from before. Kimberly decisively separated the business dealings between the Smith and Wilson families as clearly as possible.Unexpectedly, he encountered Kimberly at Club in the evening.She was followed by another man, who was carrying her coat. The club manager’s obsequious smile and attentiveness made it clear what that man's profession was.Kimberly, behind his back, had actually hired a male escort. Yes, it was such a slick-looking pretty boy. This realization instantly swept away all his rationality.At that moment, he finally realized how much he cared. Just seeing another man standing beside her filled him with unbearable jealousy, let alone a male escort.What if he hadn’t bumped into them? He didn’t even dare to think about it."Kimberly, there's a limit to being willful!" he warned her sternly.Kimberly showed no guilt or panic; instead, she retorted, "What right do you have to question me?""Because I'm your husband," he replied without thinking.
On the night of the wedding, he deliberately alienated Kimberly and didn't go back. Instead, he went out to drink with Ethan.Right now, he didn't want to see her eyes, red and swollen from crying, looking pitiful.Even drunk, he didn't mention to Ethan why he was acting out of character that day. It would remain a secret buried in his heart, never to be spoken of again.During this period, he thought about repairing his relationship with Kimberly, but his pride and ego wouldn't allow him to grovel. He also feared her hatred if she ever discovered the truth about him taking Samuel's place. So, he threw himself into work, completing in two years what he had promised his grandfather to do in three, with outstanding results.He was promoted to the head of the Smith Corporation's technical department, a position he achieved through tremendous effort.As time passed, rumors and gossip about him inevitably spread in the social circles.At first, he thought of explaining to Kimberly, but the
He thought that would be the end of it.After entering university, he and Kimberly were seen as inseparable by others. He looked forward to them making their relationship official.He waited a long time for Kimberly to confess her feelings, tossing and turning every night, unable to sleep. Could it be that she didn't sense his feelings?Impossible. He had been obvious enough. If he didn't like her, why would he accompany her to study sessions on weekends?If he didn't like her, he wouldn't have bothered choosing elective courses in her major.If he didn't like her, he wouldn't have patiently comforted her during her nightmares.Finally, on the eve of graduation, the day came when Kimberly took the initiative to confess. He admitted it was the happiest day of his life. Before she could finish speaking, he wanted to immediately say, 'I want to be your boyfriend.'But his happiness didn't last long. From her confession, he gradually realized something.She talked about the hand he extend
From that day on, he began to subtly observe his friend's actions.More than once, he had seen Samuel's gaze linger on Kimberly.Today was a big basketball game between schools, and Kimberly couldn't come to watch them play. Samuel seemed normal on the surface, but he was caught several times glancing at the audience, seemingly searching for someone's figure.After the game ended, they headed out of the court.Lucas, who often played basketball with them, made a careless joke, "Why didn't we see Kimberly from Class 7 today? Isn't she the one who always likes to hang around us?"Lucas turned to him and said, "Steve, I've noticed that Kimberly not only looks good but also has a great figure. Why doesn't she join the school cheerleading team? She'd look hot in that outfit."After saying this, Lucas laughed at his own joke, but there was silence all around, and everyone instinctively looked his way.Hearing this, his brows furrowed tightly, "What the hell are you saying?"He was about to
Time swiftly passed, and the high school entrance exams arrived in the midst of summer. He ranked first in his school earning a spot in best private school.At the moment the results came out, what concerned him most was not his own score but hers. He immediately sent her a message to ask about her results. He simply wanted to see if her highly praised 'sea of questions' strategy was effective, and he was eager to see her fail.After repeatedly checking his phone with no reply from her, he grew increasingly frustrated. She had promised to get into the same school as him; had she really failed to qualify?During the final tests, she had only fallen out of the top ten once, so she should have been fine, right?The only message in their chat was the one he had just sent. His patience wore thin. He knew that nerd's method was useless, and she should have listened to him.The tall teenager, clutching his phone, rushed downstairs.Grandpa adored Kimberly, and though it was the best school,
Time flew by, and soon they were facing the high school entrance exams. Kimberly was determined to get into the same school as him.He naturally aimed for the best private school.As the most challenging school in the state, it only admitted the top students from each school. Knowing he was applying there didn't matter much; Kimberly's math was so poor, it was still uncertain if she could get in.However, since deciding to apply to the same school as him, she immersed herself in studying. She was no longer seen in various school activities and even used the short ride to school to review vocabulary, drastically reducing the times she spoke to him.She stopped watching him play basketball and quickly returned to the classroom after a hurried lunch.The girl, who always took care to look pretty, lost that meticulousness. Several times, he saw the faint blue under her usually fair skin, knowing she had stayed up studying.He had told her many times that studying overnight was ineffective
Originally thinking she really couldn't speak, things changed during a year-end performance.He told a fairy tale in front of the whole school, titled "Princess Marlin," chosen randomly from a fairy tale book.After the story, there was thunderous applause. He was satisfied as he left the stage, but unexpectedly, he ran into the little mute girl backstage.His good mood was instantly ruined, and he pushed her away fiercely, "Get lost."To his surprise, she spoke to him for the first time, "Was it you?"He was shocked that she could speak, and her voice was soft and sweet, revealing that she wasn't mute after all.After the initial shock, anger welled up in him. She had ignored him so many times when he tried to talk to her; she had been pretending to be mute all along.This realization made him even angrier."What do you mean, was it you?" She's really an idiot; I don't even understand what she's talking about."You promised to tell me the story of Princess Marlin, why didn't you come
This was Steven's first time accompanying his grandfather to visit the granddaughter of his grandfather's good friend in the hospital.The strong smell of disinfectant permeated the hospital as his grandfather and Grandpa Ruan talked in solemn tones."Is Kim being discharged from the hospital today?" Old Smith asked.Old Wilson didn't speak but nodded, his entire demeanor drained of vitality, looking much older.Seeing this, old Smith sighed, "Life must go on, Kim is still young, you'll need to take care of her more from now on."Steven looked at the little girl sitting on the bed, her skin porcelain white and exceptionally delicate, but her most beautiful eyes were dull and empty. Her long lashes drooped as she kept turning her head to look out the window, seemingly unaware of his grandfather greeting her, showing no manners at all."What did the doctor say about Kim's condition? Shouldn't she stay in the hospital for a few more days for observation?" old Smith sighed, seeing the onc
The crowd around them was packed with people watching the fireworks. The tall and stately figure pulled her into his embrace, discreetly protecting her. As a bunch of pink heart-shaped fireworks bloomed in the sky, the crowd erupted in waves of admiration, "It's a pink heart, wow, so spectacular." "Did you get that? Did you get that? So beautiful!!!" "It's so beautiful, today's fireworks show was worth it." Another loud bang followed, and suddenly someone exclaimed, "There are words!" The giant fireworks that exploded in the sky clearly cast several words against the black canvas of the night. ——Kimberly, Happy New Year After the words twinkled away in the night sky, another 'boom' resounded, and more fireworks burst forth. The giant heart-shaped display. The huge screen on the building across the river changed to ——Kimberly, Happy New Year ——Kimberly, I love you. The surrounding crowd started to get noisy and excited. "Wow, look at the riverfront!" "Holy moly, who is Kimb