One of Jolieâs long, slender legs was exposed to the cool air, and Gavinâs fingers instinctively tightened, as if they could still feel the smoothness of her thigh under his grip. His gaze darkened, though his expression only grew colder. His sharp, chiseled features gave him a distant, unapproachable auraâa man who seldom smiled and whose demeanor warned others to stay away.He was cold, almost like an ice block."Debtâs owed," he said flatly, tossing out the two words before sitting on the sofa and picking up the phone to make a call.Jolie blinked in surprise, processing what he said. Debt owed?Was that something you could even keep on hold?But thinking about it, he probably didnât need anything right now. So, if he wanted to leave the debt hanging, so be it.Stretching lazily, Jolie sat up and said, "Have someone bring me a change of clothes."With that, she pulled the blanket aside, slowly rising from the bed despite the discomfort between her legs and headed toward the bathro
"Got too much free time on your hands?" Gavinâs cold gaze fixed on Gernard.Unbothered, Gernard strolled over and patted his brother's shoulder, grinning. "So, whatâs your plan now? I got a little bored and did some digging on the Quin family. Guess what? Turns out theyâre Selenaâs birth family. She left them ages ago to make it on her own, but the girl you were with? Thatâs Jolie Quin, the pampered princess of the family."With a knowing smirk, Gernard added, "Brother, I couldnât help but noticeâJolie and Selena do look a bit alike. Could that be why youâĶ?""Get lost," Gavin cut him off, not in the mood for Gernardâs teasing. He brushed past him, heading downstairs.Of course, that only fueled Gernardâs enthusiasm. "Hey, donât walk away! I havenât finished my gossip yet!" he called after him, but the conversation came to an abrupt end as they reached the main floor, where the guests were still gathered for the celebration....Aveline noticed Selena seemed a bit distracted and asked,
âWhat gossip?â Aveline's interest was instantly piqued, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Gernard.Gernard leaned in conspiratorially, about to spill the juicy details. âItâs about Brother. You wonât believe what happened todayâĶââAhem!âBefore he could finish, Gavin appeared, clearing his throat just loud enough to interrupt. He grabbed Gernardâs arm, pulling him away. âLetâs talk about the company,â he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.Gernard protested, âBrother, wait, I wasnât finished!âAveline, her curiosity fully ignited, took a couple of steps forward. âHey bros, donât leave me hanging! Finish the story first!âWithout slowing down, Gavin replied, âHeâs headed to South Africa soon. Work comes first.ââSouth Africa?â Gernardâs jaw dropped. âWait, since when am I going to South Africa? I didnât hear about this! Whatâs going on?âAveline stopped in her tracks, equally puzzled. âSouth Africa? Does the Cooper family even have projects there?âJust then, Wilfried walked
âHmm, youâre right. Iâll talk to your brother and see what he thinks,â Wilfried said thoughtfully.Aveline nodded and went on her way....In the study, Gernard sat on the sofa, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. âBrother, why didnât you let me finish? I was about to spill the best part.âGavin ignored him and pulled out a document, handing it over. âTake a look at this. If everythingâs in order, youâll be leaving the day after tomorrow.ââWhatâs this?â Gernard blinked, taking the file and flipping it open. His eyes widened as he scanned the pages.He shot up from his seat, staring at Gavin in disbelief. âWait, youâre serious? Youâre actually sending me to South Africa? Do people live there? When did we even expand into that region?âGavin, seated in his leather chair, remained cold and composed. âRecently.âGernardâs face twisted in disbelief. After a long pause, he finally blurted out, âNo way. Iâm not going.âGavinâs gaze flickered over to him, calm but stern. âYou donât hav
âGot something on your mind, Dad?â Gavin asked, noticing Wilfriedâs serious expression as he entered the room. His own demeanor softened a bit.Wilfried didnât waste time, sitting down heavily on the sofa with a stern look. "What are you planning to do about what happened today?"Gavin froze for a moment, realizing that the whole situation had become an open secret within the family. His response was calm, though. "I donât have any specific plans."At this, Wilfriedâs expression darkened even further. "That wonât do. Youâve taken advantage of someone, so you need to take responsibility. Iâll have someone look into that girlâs background tomorrow, prepare the bride price, and weâll go make the proposal immediately."Gavin blinked, his typically composed expression faltering slightly. After a brief silence, he replied, "Dad, Iâm willing to take responsibility, but what if she doesnât want to marry me?"Wilfried paused, momentarily caught off guard by this possibility. His gaze swept over
Daisyâs expression darkened slightly at Jolieâs words, but she held back from lashing out. âThatâs all in the past. Whatâs the point of bringing it up now? You and Selena are sisters, after all. You should reach out to her more. Convince her to come back. Sheâs still part of the Quin family.âIn recent years, both her parents, especially her father, had become fixated on reconnecting with Selena. Despite multiple attempts, Selena had kept her distance, and even after finally making contact, she barely exchanged a few words with them before cutting off all communication again. The more they tried, the further she drifted away.Jolie remained quiet, observing Daisy. She had no right to criticize her motherâafter all, it was she who had always been favored growing up. The Quin family had never done anything wrong by her.âI understand. Iâll try,â Jolie finally relented, though the thought of facing Selenaâs distant and prickly demeanor again made her uneasy. Perhaps, deep down, her sist
Lucas responded in a calm, low voice, âYou wonât get that chance in this lifetime.âSelena huffed. âYou better hope so!âShe lifted her chin defiantly and then playfully winked at Aveline. Aveline smiled softly, a hint of exasperation in her eyes. When would these two ever stop bickering?Once they arrived at the mall, Selena dragged Aveline into a whirlwind shopping spree. Whatever caught their eye, they boughtâno hesitation, no restraint. It felt exhilarating to indulge so freely!Lucas followed quietly behind them, occasionally making a few phone calls and handling work without missing a beat.After shopping all morning, the group started to feel tired. Selena led Aveline into a restaurant across the street.âI read reviews on this place, and they say the food is amazing. Theyâve got some dishes from Cloudflare City too. Itâs been a while since youâve been backâwant a taste of home?â Selena asked, grinning while flipping through the menu.Aveline nodded. âYeah, Iâve been craving it
"Yes, sir," replied the man across from Gavin, who was clearly his assistant, Quentin Rhett.Jolie had figured out the situation. The Southside business district project was primarily led by Cooper Enterprises, with various companies competing for the most lucrative contracts and land rights. It seemed the Lowe familyâs bid had been favored so far.The arrogant man sitting across from her immediately adopted a more respectful demeanor upon recognizing Gavin. "Mr. Cooper, our bid is solid. There are no issues."Gavin, still ignoring him, continued with his meal.Jolie smirked slightly before standing up and walking directly to Gavinâs table."Hey, youâ" The man started, then quickly silenced himself, nervously watching Gavin's reaction to her. If they were connected, his earlier attitude would make things extremely awkward for him.Without hesitation, Jolie called over a server, requested utensils, and casually began eating at Gavinâs table.Quentin, surprised by her boldness, spoke up,
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 didnât 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 couldnât 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 couldnât 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 immediatelyâespecially 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, "Youâve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolieâs 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 couldnât 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. "Iâm 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. "Werenât 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, youâre not leaving without apologizing! I donât think Iâve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didnât 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! Youâre the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girlâs voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadnât returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked intoâhis girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolieâmade him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolieâs hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "Whatâs 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 troubleâafter all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadnât 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 wasnât the same was simpleâher plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasnât something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just donât want any unnecessary complications. Since youâve already arranged the flight, letâs just leave directly."Gavinâs dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didnât press the issue.It was clear she didnât 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 doesnât 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 didnât press further. It was easy enough to figure outâthe 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 wasnât meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, theyâd part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolieâs first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldnât 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. Jolieâs heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, thereâs no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "Iâm 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