“Why do adults always say one thing and mean another?” Alex couldn’t help but silently complain to himself. “Which of your eyes saw that my hesitation was me being tempted? That was clearly just a pause!” Helen defended herself, stiffening her neck as if to emphasize her point. Alex rolled his eyes. Both of his eyes saw it. He couldn’t understand what his aunt was struggling with—was having a boyfriend before his mom really such a bad thing? “Aunt Helen, it’s a seafood feast that requires a three-month reservation! Don’t you want to go?” Alex tilted his head, trying to convince her. Helen subtly swallowed at the thought. “Well, even if you don’t want to, I want to,” Alex declared confidently. *In a private third-floor room at Pearl Pavilion, the ocean view was beautifully illuminated by a dazzling display of lights. The restaurant owner had set up an array of outdoor lighting, creating the perfect ambiance for diners to watch the waves crashing against the shore whi
The convoy arrived at the Gibson estate, and Wilfred and Haley stepped out of the same car. Haley naturally took Wilfred’s arm as they walked toward the entrance.A valet directed the convoy to the parking area, while Wilfred dismissed his assistant and bodyguards, leading Haley inside to the banquet.“Mr. Wilfred,” Mr. Gibson greeted him warmly, a respectful smile on his face.Having heard from the valet that Wilfred had arrived, Mr. Gibson had personally come out to welcome him, accompanied by his wife and daughter.“Mr. Gibson,” Wilfred replied courteously.Haley stood quietly by his side, offering a polite smile and nodding to Mrs. Gibson and Miss Gibson in greeting.Miss Gibson, Xena Gibson, initially followed her parents with a look of disinterest. However, the moment her eyes landed on Wilfred, her demeanor changed. Her eyes widened with excitement, and a bright smile lit up her face. Straightening her posture, she greeted him in what she believed was her sweetest tone.
Xena pouted, her face awkward after being scolded by her father. Mrs. Gibson stepped in to defend her. “Stop filling her head with nonsense. She’s about to get engaged to Wilfred. Why shouldn’t she care? How could he bring another woman here and embarrass our family like this?” The Gibson family had been struggling for years. If not for Mr. Gibson Sr.’s connections, the family would have gone bankrupt and been devoured by rival corporations long ago. Mr. Gibson had a reputation for keeping numerous women on the side, a source of much of Mrs. Gibson’s suffering over the years. What woman wanted to share her husband? The bitterness she endured was enough for one lifetime. She couldn’t bear the thought of her daughter going through the same. The thought of Wilfred doing this to her daughter enraged her. “You... You’re just spoiling her!” Mr. Gibson jabbed a finger at his wife’s nose as he scolded her. “Enough! Stop annoying me and go stay with your grandfather,” he barked
Ethan bent slightly, applied a gentle force, and sent the red ball neatly into the pocket. Standing upright, he grabbed a piece of chalk and dusted the tip of his cue while chatting with Justin. “The big shot from Merika State, Wilfred, is attending tonight’s banquet. My family is planning to form an alliance with him by marrying my sister off to him.”“Wilfred?” Justin raised a brow, bending over to aim at the black ball on the table. “Your family knows Wilfred well?” He didn’t particularly care about the idea of a marriage alliance, but as a collaborator on the project, Justin was well aware of Wilfred’s influence in Merika State. He also knew about the Gibson family’s declining business. It was surprising they even had a connection to someone as significant as Wilfred. For a family struggling to survive on their legacy, maintaining such a link seemed improbable. The Gibson patriarch, Mr. Gibson Sr., had made a name for himself in politics, commanding significant authority and
“This time, the art exhibition invited her to Lincourt City. I heard she’s absolutely gorgeous—a real knockout,” Ethan said, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he leaned into the conversation. “She’s nothing like those gray-haired old artists. She’s young, vibrant, and full of life. I wonder if I can get her to have dinner with me.”Ethan chuckled, a sly itch gnawing at him. “If she could be my girlfriend, even for just one night, that’d be perfect.” He had a particular weakness for the artistic charm that creative women exuded.Justin frowned, glancing at Ethan with evident displeasure.Noticing his reaction, Ethan smirked and shrugged nonchalantly. “What’s there to be so uptight about? We’re both men. If you’re interested, I’ll step aside for you.”He spoke as if Haley were already someone he had conquered and could pass around at will. Ethan had clearly inherited his father’s reputation as a playboy. He had dated so many women that he had lost count, though “dating” was
In the grand banquet hall on the first floor, Haley followed closely behind Wilfred, maintaining a composed demeanor. Many people approached Wilfred to greet him, and she responded with polite nods, keeping her presence understated. Initially, she worried about running into someone she knew at the banquet, but it turned out her concerns were unfounded. She hadn’t mingled with the upper class in Lincourt City before, so apart from Wilfred, she didn’t recognize anyone.As the evening progressed and the drinks flowed, conversations became livelier. “Mr. Wilfred, you’re truly fortunate—not only are you successful in your career, but your companion tonight is also stunningly beautiful,” one official from Haven State remarked, his tone full of praise.“This is my younger sister,” Wilfred explained with a light smile. “She’s accompanying me tonight as my guest.”The official let out an awkward laugh, trying to cover his misstep. “Oh, so she’s your sister.”He quickly recovered and a
He seemed familiar—she recalled he had arrived with the official who had earlier suggested arranging a match for her. It appeared the two were acquainted. “By the way, I don’t believe I’ve caught your name,” the woman said, breaking the silence. Haley was momentarily surprised. “Her husband is over there, and he doesn’t even know who I am?” she thought. Then she remembered—the woman hadn’t been present when Wilfred introduced her earlier. “I’m Haley,” she replied politely. “Miss Haley,” the woman addressed her carefully. Uncertain whether Haley was Wilfred’s legitimate wife or just a girlfriend, she opted for the neutral title of “Miss”.“My husband owns the largest and most reputable construction materials company in all of Lincourt City,” the woman continued with pride. “Even the recent government development projects were contracted to him.” Haley immediately understood. This was a roundabout way of asking her to make an introduction. The woman clearly hoped Haley co
Mrs. Zimmerman hesitated, her expression conflicted. “But she’s the one Mr. Wilfred brought to the banquet. Doesn’t that mean something?” “So what if he brought her?” Xena leaned closer, her voice low but sharp. “Does that prove she has any real status? Did you hear Wilfred formally introduce her?” She added in a conspiratorial tone, “Let me tell you the truth. My family is already planning my marriage to Wilfred. If you’re looking to connect with the right person, you’d better know whose side to take. Don’t back the wrong horse.” This time, Mrs. Zimmerman understood. “Thank you, Miss Gibson, for the advice.” She wasted no time, turning away from Haley and heading back into the banquet hall to mingle with her usual circle of society wives. Xena shot a disdainful glance toward Haley, who remained seated on the sofa in the distance. “Hmph!” Xena thought, her lips curling into a sneer. “I’ll make sure everyone here knows she’s just a mistress—a kept woman. Once the ru
As Mrs. White spoke, her face lit up with the unmistakable grin of someone deeply invested in her son’s love life. Mr. White took the phone from her, sat down beside her, and grinned just as widely. “That little rascal finally figured out how to chase a woman.” As a father, he was proud. But after the initial excitement, a hint of worry crept in. “Wait, no. I need to call him. I need to find out exactly what’s going on.” What if Zac didn’t know how to handle things properly? As a father, it was his duty to guide his son through this! But before he could dial, Mrs. White swiftly pressed down on his hand, stopping him. “They’re getting along just fine. Why would you call and ruin the moment? Do you want to be a third wheel?” “So… we’re not asking?” Mrs. White thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. “We’ll text instead!” “Good idea.” *Meanwhile, Zac was completely focused on enjoying grilled skewers with his wife and nephews. He had no idea his cousi
For the past few days, Chase had been completely wrapped up in tracking down the person who had tried to harm his mom. He had hardly slept, let alone had any fun. Now that they had identified the real culprit, there was no way he was just going to head straight home. “I’m not eating. Let’s just go home.” “No way. After that much ‘exercise,’ you’re not hungry?”Helen’s face immediately flushed red. She shot a glare at Zac. What nonsense was he spouting in front of the kids?! Luckily, Alex didn’t pick up on the double meaning. He was just excited. “Yay! That means we don’t have to go home! Uncle Zac, you’re the best! I like you the most!” One sentence was all it took for Zac to start grinning from ear to ear.Smugly, he glanced at Helen and raised a brow, as if to say, “See? Even Alex is on my side.” Helen’s glare instantly shifted to the backseat. This little brat—whose side was he really on?! In the end, she had no choice but to give in. She called Evelyn a
“Child support,” Justin repeated under his breath, as if still processing the words.He had children now. He was a father. And like any father, he had a responsibility to provide for them. Just like the chairman of B&J Corporation, who had his own family, Justin had a family now too. But… Chase and Alex were already five. Did that mean they no longer needed vaccinations? He had missed five whole years of their lives. Five years. There were countless milestones he could have been part of, yet he had missed them all. That couldn’t happen again. From now on, he wouldn't allow himself to be absent from any part of their lives. He had to be there. Of course, what Justin meant by "seeing the kids occasionally" and what Haley understood were two very different things. Haley thought "occasionally" meant once or twice a year. Justin meant "occasionally" as in every single day. As in—he would see them multiple times a day. Haley, still lying on the bed,
Justin’s grandfather left the shares specifically for his great-grandsons. That could only mean one thing—he had met the boys. Justin's eyes grew misty again. Haley remained still, her back still turned to him, her voice laced with cold indifference. “You don’t need to thank me. The kids have nothing to do with you.” Yes, he was their biological father, but he had contributed nothing beyond his DNA. He hadn't been there, hadn't raised them, hadn't even known about them. So as far as she was concerned, they weren’t his. “Haley, I… I’m not trying to take them from you. I—I don’t want custody… No, that’s not what I mean, I do want them—” Justin, usually sharp and articulate in business, was completely tongue-tied in front of her. He sounded like a clueless, stammering kid, struggling to get the words out right. His desperation was obvious, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. Haley suddenly sat up, her voice sharp and unwavering. “Chase and Alex are my children.
Helen turned to Haley, slightly stunned, her expression silently asking if this was real. Haley shrugged and spread her hands. “Same as earlier today—Chase was defending Alex back then too.” Helen let out a breath, half exasperated, half amused. But she wasn’t about to let the brothers off just because of Chase’s plea. With a swift motion, she smacked each of them on the backside twice. Their cries echoed through the room, making Justin, still hiding in the side bedroom, frown deeply. Was Helen being too rough? The boys were actually crying out in pain. Outside, Alex clutched his behind, giving it a quick rub. As soon as the sting faded, he was back to his usual energetic self. Helen never actually hit him hard—just enough to make a point. Compared to punching a sandbag, this was nothing. Chase, on the other hand, wasn’t used to this at all. He furrowed his brows slightly, feeling an unfamiliar discomfort.After all, this was the first time in his life he had e
When Helen finished changing and glanced out the window, she finally realized that the sky had already turned dark. Her eyes darted to the clock on the wall. “Eight o’clock?!” Her voice shot up several octaves, practically loud enough to shake the ceiling. “Zac White, look what you’ve done!” “My bad, my bad. We’ll go pick up the kids right now.” At this moment, Zac wasn’t complaining about his chest pain anymore. He quickly admitted his mistake, so much so that Helen couldn’t even find a reason to keep scolding him. Grabbing their bags and car keys, the two of them rushed toward Haley’s hospital room. At the door, Helen reached out to push it open, but Zac beat her to it. Instead of barging in, he knocked loudly—so loudly it was as if he was afraid no one inside would hear him. Helen shot him a suspicious look. “Why are you knocking so hard? It’s not like my sister goes to bed this early. Wait, is Justin in there?” Only now did she remember that Justin existed.
Helen’s face started turning red, and she gave him a light slap. “Be serious, we’re in the hallway.” “Oww!” The moment she touched him, Zac doubled over, groaning dramatically as if he were on the verge of tears. Helen didn’t buy it. “Oh, come on. It wasn’t that bad.” She had barely tapped him! “It really hurts! If you don’t believe me, take a look.” As he spoke, he shamelessly started unbuttoning his white coat right there in the hallway, determined to show her his "injury." Helen panicked and quickly reached out to stop him, pressing his coat closed. The two of them wrestled—one trying to undo buttons, the other trying to fasten them back. “We’re in public! If you really want me to check, wait until we’re home tonight.” She was in a rush to pick up the kids and had no time to argue with him here. “Nope. You have to look now. It’s probably bruised, and you need to help me apply medicine.” “Medicine? You’re a grown man! Can you stop acting so fragile?”
“Are Chase and Alex with you?” Evelyn asked.Haley glanced down at the two children in her arms and replied calmly, “Yes, they’re here with me.” “Is Justin at the hospital? Did he see them?” Evelyn asked. Haley hesitated for a moment, her eyes drifting toward Justin, who was standing not far from her. Then, she lied to her mother. “No, he’s not here. I heard he went to meet with a business partner this afternoon.” “Good. I’ll have Helen go pick up the kids.” “Okay.” After hanging up, Haley tossed her phone onto the bed without sparing Justin a second glance. She didn’t explain her plans for the children to him, nor did she feel the need to. Justin wanted to ask, but with Chase and Alex present, he held back. Haley lifted Alex from her lap, wiping away the tears on his cheeks before continuing her lecture. “Do you know who just called?” Alex sniffled. “Grandma…” “That’s right! You two snuck out without telling anyone. Do you know how worried she was?” She
This was the first time Alex had ever seen Mommy this angry. She had never been like this before. He was so scared! “I don’t want Uncle Justin anymore… Mommy~~ hic… hic.”Alex cried so hard that he started hiccupping uncontrollably. No matter how angry Haley was, seeing her little son in such distress broke her heart. She pulled him into her arms, gently patting his back to help him catch his breath. At the same time, she scolded sternly, “I’m calling home right now. Someone will come and take you both back!” Justin had more bodyguards stationed at the hospital than she did. She didn’t trust him. The only way she could feel at ease was by keeping the children safe at home, surrounded by family. Justin and Chase both wanted to speak, but Chase beat him to it. “Mommy, sneaking to the hospital was my idea. This has nothing to do with Alex. If you want to discipline someone, discipline me.” Justin wanted to step closer but hesitated. He watched as the three of them