Everyone in the room turned their attention toward the door. Selena’s face showed confusion as she looked at Aaron and asked, "Did you invite anyone else?"Aaron didn’t respond. Instead, he walked over and opened the door.Standing there was Samson’s eldest son, Kevin Hawk, his face full of both anger and anxiety.As soon as he saw Aaron, Kevin snapped, "Aaron, what do you think you’re doing? Who gave you the right to take my father out of the care home?"He immediately began accusing Aaron, pushing him aside and angrily continuing, "I could call the police, you know! What you’ve done is trespassing and elderly abuse—I have all the evidence! You’ve really gone too far!"Kevin rushed over to Samson’s side, anxiously inspecting his father. "Dad, it’s all my fault. I only just found out that this punk Aaron took you away. He didn’t hurt you, did he? If he threatened or harmed you in any way, just tell me, and I won’t let him get away with it! Don’t think for a second that just because he
Samson paused, taking a deep breath before saying heavily, "I don’t want to talk anymore. I’ve already transferred the shares to Aaron, so stop thinking about it. It’s no longer your concern.""What?!" Kevin’s face was filled with disbelief. He grabbed Samson’s shoulders and shook him violently. "Are you out of your mind? I’m your son! How could you give the shares to an outsider?""Let... let go..." Samson, in pain from the shaking, began coughing more violently."Stop him!" Aaron’s voice rang out in a low command, and the bodyguards immediately stepped in to pull Kevin away.Aaron quickly called for the doctors and nurses to attend to Samson.Kevin’s face was twisted with anger, veins bulging on his forehead. He was so close, just one step away!Selena, frowning in disgust, said, "Throw him out.""Yes, ma’am."The bodyguards promptly dragged Kevin out of the hospital room.Once Samson’s condition stabilized, he weakly half-opened his eyes and looked at Aaron. "Aaron, I’m sorry to
Aaron stood tall, his figure straight and imposing. The black suit he wore gave him a formal and serious demeanor, far removed from his usual laid-back image. Yet, his eyes were cold and emotionless, void of any warmth."It doesn’t mean anything. I just find it amusing that your adopted daughter holds more value to you than your own son. If you were going to favor her so much, why even bother having me?""You!"Nathalie’s face turned pale with anger, her hand raised to slap him. But as someone approached, she suppressed the urge."Aaron, she’s your sister. You grew up together. Are you really going to stir up trouble with us over an outsider?"Her voice was lower, trying to contain her emotions, maintaining the composure of a dignified lady.Aaron responded calmly, "Selena is my wife now. She’s not an outsider."Nathalie’s expression remained displeased, filled with disdain for Selena.Aaron continued, "She’s beautiful, independent, and respectful to both of you. I don’t understand wh
Selena, in a bad mood, typed furiously on her keyboard in the afternoon. No one in her team dared to talk to her, afraid they might become an unwilling target of her frustration.As the end of the workday approached, her boss, Orion Watson, walked over with a design draft in hand and said, "Tonight, you're coming with me to a dinner meeting."Selena had already shut down her computer and turned to face him. "I don’t want to go."Orion’s face darkened. "What’s the matter with you, Selena? Are you letting your emotions interfere with your work? Do you still want this job?"Selena clenched her fists, fighting the urge to shout that she was done. But she was in the middle of handling a project, and the plan was her own work. If she quit now, all her hard work would go to waste!After a long pause, she swallowed her frustration and said, "Fine. Are we leaving now?"Orion replied, "Yes, let’s go now. Young people need to learn to be more composed. You can’t keep bringing your emotions into t
Orion's face flashed with anger at Larry's comment, but he forced a smile and said, "I'll have a word with Selena."He glanced at Selena. "Come outside for a moment."Selena responded simply, "Okay."Her calm demeanor left Orion with no outlet for his frustration, only making him more furious.Once they were outside the private room, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to the end of the hallway, his expression livid. "What are you trying to do?"Selena pulled her arm free and coolly asked, "Mr. Watson, I should be asking you that—what are you trying to do?"With one hand on his hip and the other pointing toward the private room, Orion struggled to keep his voice in check. "Do you understand how important this deal is for the company? You’re being so impatient! Can’t you just properly explain the proposal to Larry? You’re still just a small fry, Selena. You’re not in a position to act like you’ve made it!"Selena calmly replied, "Is it really that important? Because I get the sense that
"Mr. Dean! Mr. Dean!" Orion quickly stood up and rushed after him. As he reached the door, he shot a furious glare at Selena.Selena pretended not to notice and continued enjoying her meal. With those two annoying men gone, she felt completely at ease and happily indulged in her food.The two young women, still seated, exchanged confused glances, unsure of what to do next.Seeing their hesitation, Selena said, "Go ahead, enjoy yourselves. Since I called you here, this is your time now. Do whatever you want."The two girls' eyes lit up at her words. "Thank you, Miss!" one of them said gratefully.Selena waved her hand casually, "No need to be so polite, dig in!"The two women gladly picked up their utensils and joined in on the meal. Eating and relaxing was far better than entertaining men and dealing with unwanted advances.Just then, Selena’s phone rang, and she answered the call."I found out that your boss and that guy Larry were bribed by Nathalie Fletcher. It seems like they wer
”Got it!” Selena replied.She glanced around but didn’t see anyone. Were they hiding somewhere? Maybe they were in the shadows, so she decided not to keep looking.Starting her car, she headed directly to the entertainment company where Aaron was currently in a meeting.Over the years, Aaron had built up several successful entertainment and media companies, representing a number of popular celebrities. In fact, some of the stars she liked had even given her signed autographs! There really was no faster way to meet celebrities than being the wife of the boss.After parking in the lot, Selena made her way to the elevator, where Rudy was already waiting for her at the entrance."Mrs. Fletcher, this way, please," Rudy said with a respectful tone.Selena smiled and asked, "Is he still in the meeting?"Rudy nodded. "Yes, he is.""Then why aren’t you assisting him?" "I told Mr. Fletcher you’d be coming. He asked me to come meet you," Rudy explained."Ah, I see," Selena replied with a nod.Th
"I’m joking!" Aaron quickly explained, tightening his grip on her wrist. Selena struggled, her breath becoming more rapid as she stared at him. "Is this supposed to be funny to you?"With a quick motion, Aaron pulled her into his arms, holding her close. "I’m sorry. I just wanted to see what that woman was up to. I swear, I didn’t let her touch me."Selena scoffed. "Then what was she doing under your desk?"Aaron sighed. "Picking up a pen."Selena glanced under the desk and, sure enough, saw a pen lying there. It seemed she had walked in just in time—Valarie had barely gotten under the desk before anything could happen.Even so, Selena was still angry. She tried to pull away. "Let go of me."Aaron held her tighter. "No. Don’t be like this, Selena. Why did you come here?" His voice lowered, so only the two of them could hear.Ignoring his question, Selena glanced at the door. "You both can leave now," she said firmly.Rudy and Valarie were still lingering by the door. "Yes, ma’am,"
Jolie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the dimly lit cabin. The sharp, handsome features of the man before her were so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath. His lips, carrying his familiar scent, gently traced hers, as if torn between waking her and letting her sleep. Her breath hitched, a brief moment of confusion washing over her. Gavin noticed and, in response, pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "Did I wake you?" "You did that on purpose," Jolie replied, her voice soft and husky from sleep. "Mm." Gavin didn’t deny it, his tone unapologetic as he leaned down to kiss her again. Still groggy, Jolie found herself caught off guard, his lips capturing hers with a growing intensity. By the time she realized what was happening, he had deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and tangling with hers in an intoxicating rhythm. Her breath quickened, and she instinctively pushed against him. Gavin pulled back, only to trail kisses along her cheek and down her neck, his
The night air was cool, a gentle breeze slipping through the car window and lifting the strands of hair framing her face. They fluttered across her vision, briefly distracting her, yet she could still clearly see his eyes. At that moment, the unease and uncertainty stirring in her chest melted away, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calm. It felt as though there was nothing he couldn’t handle. As long as he wanted to. Jolie smiled softly and said, "Alright." When they arrived at the private airstrip, the captain came forward to exchange a few words with Gavin. Standing nearby, Jolie watched and couldn’t resist asking, "How long will you be staying?" Gavin glanced at her. "How long do you want me to stay?" The overly intimate tone of his words, spoken with such casual ease, caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed immediately—especially since there were others around to hear it. Lowering her gaze shyly, she murmured, "You can stay as long as you want." She turned he
Gavin looked at her, his gaze steady, and replied in a calm voice, "You’ve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolie’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse momentarily thrown off rhythm. What was this feeling? It was as if someone was spoiling her, cherishing her unconditionally. Even though it was just a simple conversation, it carried a warmth she couldn’t ignore. For a moment, she realized that what she once thought was affection and care had been nothing but an illusion. A smile unconsciously curved on her lips as her eyes lit up. "Does this mean I can walk around Larbor City like I own the place?" Gavin raised an eyebrow. "Are you a crab?" Jolie burst into laughter, her mood instantly lifted by his quick-witted remark. Her earlier irritation dissipated, replaced by lightheartedness. Whether or not he meant it, the fact that he sided with her made her happy. "I’m full. Should we head out?" she asked, her appetite long gone after everything that had happened earlier.
The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face. "You hit me?" Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!" Ian had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!" Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost." She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave. Before she could take a step, Ian grabbed her arm roughly. "Jolie, you’re not leaving without apologizing! I don’t think I’ve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn’t we?" "Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her. Ian tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain. "Jolie, yo
Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. "Get up first. We can talk properly."Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock."Why did you hit me?" The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. "Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into—his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie—made him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off. The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group. He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends." So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow. Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind. The food arrived qui
The reason it wasn’t the same was simple—her plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasn’t something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just don’t want any unnecessary complications. Since you’ve already arranged the flight, let’s just leave directly."Gavin’s dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn’t press the issue.It was clear she didn’t want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her.The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends."Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.Jolie p
Gavin suddenly recalled Wilfried's words, "That girl doesn’t even like you."Lowering his gaze slightly, Gavin pushed the thought aside without explanation, his expression remaining cool and indifferent as he watched her. After Jolie finished looking through the photos, she turned to him and asked, "Why do you have pictures of all these women?" "My father brought them over," Gavin replied. "Oh." Jolie nodded knowingly and didn’t press further. It was easy enough to figure out—the Cooper family obviously wanted him to consider an arranged marriage, so they sent over these photos for him to choose from. She could understand that. In fact, she even helped him look through them, just in case one of these women turned out to be a good match for him. After all, their relationship wasn’t meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, they’d part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolie’s first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity about the place.No, to be precise, it was her first time stepping into any corporate office. The Quin family also had company, but she had never visited, nor had Daisy or Terence ever asked her to.The private elevator for the CEO was stunningly opulent, its polished surface gleaming like a mirror, perfectly reflecting their images. Jolie’s heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, there’s no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "I’m not nervous."The elevator moved swiftly, and as they neared the executive office, Jolie adjusted her cap and mask, pulling them snugly to hide her face as much as possible.Meanwhile, near the adjacent employee elevator, Rosalie was holding a stack of files, ready to head downstairs.She froze the moment she s