Jolie frowned. "Mom, I told you, I’m not close to Mr. Cooper."Daisy replied, "Of course, you won’t be close to him if you don’t stay in touch with him. The more you connect, the closer you will be. Get in touch with Mr. Cooper soon and let us know once you’ve arranged everything. We’ll handle the time and place."After saying that, she didn’t bother to see Jolie’s reaction and went back to arranging flowers.Jolie felt a deep sense of helplessness. How could they think she was close enough to Gavin to casually invite him to dinner? They were so confident, weren’t they? Jolie got up and left. She had originally planned to meet some friends for a photoshoot today. As a freelance photography enthusiast, she enjoyed capturing moments outdoors, but now, she wasn’t in the mood. She wandered around on her own. At the entrance of a mall, she unexpectedly ran into Selena. Selena had come to pick up something she’d forgotten to buy while shopping with Aveline yesterday. Neither of
Jolie followed Selena into the Cooper family villa. Neither Gavin nor Gernard was home. Gavin was at the office, and Gernard had already left for South Afreeca. Wilfried had gone fishing with an old friend, leaving only Aveline, Lucas, their two kids, and the household staff in the villa. “Ave,” Selena called as they stepped into the living room. Aveline was holding Pax, keeping him entertained, but she looked up at the sound of Selena’s voice. Surprised, she asked, “Back so soon?” Her gaze shifted, catching sight of Jolie trailing behind. “Miss Quin, hello,” Jolie greeted with a polite smile. Aveline returned the smile warmly. “Please, have a seat. Make yourself at home.” Selena had already washed her hands and returned to pick up Joy, gently coaxing the child with a soft tone. Jolie sat on the edge of the sofa, visibly tense. Noticing her unease, Aveline walked over and asked with a gentle smile, “Would you like to hold the baby?” Jolie blinked in surprise. “Me? C
After the two little ones fell asleep, the nanny carried them back to their room. Aveline stood up and said, “I’ve been working on some sketches lately. You two chat. I just had a spark of inspiration and need to put it down before I lose it.” Selena immediately made a show of trying to stop her from leaving, but Aveline only smiled faintly, giving her a meaningful look as if to say, “Take care of Jolie.” Selena was left speechless.She suddenly regretted bringing Jolie here. What on earth had possessed her to do that? Was she out of her mind? Aveline had already gone upstairs, and now Selena couldn’t just get up and leave. Glancing at Jolie, she asked, “Want to watch TV?” Instead of answering, Jolie asked, “Why did you bring me here, Selena?” Selena fell silent. Her irritation spiked. Why did everything have to be spelled out? Why couldn’t people just let things be? With a grumble, she snapped, “You probably think I’ve lost my mind, don’t you?” Jolie chuckled sof
After Selena finished speaking, she got up and left the living room. Jolie watched her retreating figure, her lips pressing together lightly. Did Selena really dislike her that much? If so, what was the point of staying here? After a moment of thought, Jolie stood and left. A housekeeper noticed her leaving and quickly informed Selena. Selena remained silent for a moment after hearing the news, then walked to the window on the second floor, watching as Jolie left. Her silhouette, so slender and delicate, inexplicably carried a trace of loneliness. "Since you brought her back, why not at least let her stay for dinner?" Aveline appeared beside her, also gazing at Jolie’s fading figure. Selena sighed lightly. "Ave, I just can’t bring myself to talk to her calmly." "That’s understandable," Aveline replied softly. Selena leaned against her, exhaling slowly. "It’s like I can’t let go of the things that happened in the past, even though I know none of it was her fault."
Jolie stared at Gavin in surprise. Under the flickering lights, his features were sharp and defined, his deep, dark eyes fixed on her without wavering. She had to take it herself? She thought she must’ve misheard him. But before she could process his words further, the sounds of her friends cheering in the background reached her ears. The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she took a step forward. “Thank you, Mr. Cooper.” Her slender, delicate fingers reached for the cool metal of his belt buckle. She fumbled, unfamiliar with how to undo it. After all, this wasn’t something she had experience with. The situation was undeniably awkward. The proximity between them was far too close. Gavin’s intense gaze bore into her, radiating an inexplicable pressure that made her palms sweat. Why was this thing so hard to figure out? Just as her frustration peaked, his fingers suddenly covered hers. Guiding her hand, he directed her to the right spot on the buckle and pressed g
The night breeze carried a faint chill, prompting Jolie to rub her arms as she glanced at the app to check on her ride. She had indulged in a few drinks tonight. Otherwise, she would have driven herself home. Just then, a sleek black SUV pulled up in front of her. The tinted window rolled down, revealing a chiseled, serious face. “Mr. Cooper,” Jolie greeted with a polite smile when she saw him. Gavin rested one hand casually on the steering wheel, his deep gaze briefly sweeping over her. “Get in.” What? Was he offering to give her a ride? Jolie hesitated, instinctively shaking her head. “There’s no need, Mr. Cooper. I’ve already called a car.” Gavin’s voice was calm but firm. “You still haven’t returned my belt.” Oh. Right. Jolie quickly fished the belt out of her bag, the black leather contrasting starkly against her fair hands. The striking visual caught Gavin’s attention, and his gaze lingered on her fingers—slender and delicate, so pale they seemed almost fragil
Jolie jerked her hand back instinctively, but before she could fully retreat, her wrist was firmly caught in a hot, unyielding grip. Startled, she looked up and found Gavin awake, his dark, piercing gaze locked onto hers. She hadn’t even noticed when he’d opened his eyes, but now he was staring at her with an intensity that made her skin prickle. “Mr. Cooper, you’re awake?” Forcing a stiff smile, she tried to play it off casually, her tone light but betraying her unease. “What were you doing?” His voice was deep, steady, and laced with suspicion as his sharp eyes bore into her. “I saw you were asleep and thought I’d just let myself out to head home,” she explained quickly. “I didn’t mean to touch you. It was an accident. My apologies.” Her flustered tone melted into something more composed, her lips curling into a picture-perfect smile. The shift was almost seamless like a sly little fox slipping its mask back on. One moment she was frazzled; the next, she was polite and po
"Alright," Gavin agreed without hesitation. Jolie fell silent.She led the way out of the car, her expression less than pleased. This wasn’t how the night was supposed to go. She and Gavin were from two entirely different worlds, and there was no reason for their paths to cross like this. Where had things gone wrong? As they walked, an image flashed through her mind—Gavin’s gaze when he looked at Selena. At that moment, her eyes grew colder. Her apartment was on the 17th floor. At this late hour, the elevator was empty, leaving just the two of them. Jolie stood in front, the reflective elevator walls showing Gavin’s sharp, handsome features. He kept his gaze lowered, his face expressionless. Ding!The elevator doors opened, and Jolie stepped out first, entering her apartment by scanning her fingerprint. She opened the door and retrieved a pair of men’s slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them in front of him. "Please, Mr. Cooper." Gavin’s gaze flickered briefly
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