Aaron jumped back in surprise, quickly pulling his hand away. "Whoa, what's with that expression? Are you looking to sign with my company too?"Lucas glared at the two on stage for a long moment before shifting his gaze to the front-row seats. "Brian."Brian immediately stepped forward. "Yes, Mr. Tudor."Lucas said coldly, "Take Selena to the private room."With that, he turned and headed toward the staircase.Brian nodded and walked toward the front-row seats.Aaron was stunned. "Wait, what's going on? Who's Selena? Why are you grabbing her? Lucas, don't just walk away, answer me."...Selena was clapping enthusiastically, her voice hoarse from cheering, her face glowing with excitement. This was incredible! The chemistry between Russell and Aveline on the dance floor was electric. She was all in on this pairing!Just then, a young man with a serious expression approached her. "Miss Quin, Miss Young is waiting for you backstage."Selena blinked. "Why did she go backstage?"The young m
Russell said, "I'll go with you. He won't dare to bully you with me around."Aveline felt a warmth in her heart but smiled and refused, "No, it's fine. Since we're still married, it'll be easier for me to handle things."Russell's eyes flickered for a moment before he nodded. "Alright, but call me if you need anything.""Okay."Russell turned and left.Aveline made her way to the A12 private room. Standing at the door, she took two deep breaths to steady her emotions before pushing it open.The room was spacious, with a view of the scene below. The noise filtered up, though it was quieter than downstairs.Lucas sat on the sofa, holding a glass of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other, exuding a cold and dignified presence.Opposite him, a handsome stranger was curiously observing her.Aveline didn't have time to pay attention to him. She searched for Selena and found her being held down in a chair by Brian. Seeing Aveline, Selena tried to get up, but Brian pushed her back down.
Aveline clenched her fists, her gaze sweeping over the assortment of drinks on the table. She walked over and stood opposite Lucas, taking a deep breath before saying, "Lucas, you're doing this to vent for Sophia, but Selena is here because of me. How about this: I'll drink all of these, and you leave Selena alone. Is that fair?"Lucas’ eyes stared at her coldly for a long moment without saying a word. Aveline smiled faintly, then grabbed a bottle, unscrewed the cap, and started drinking. The sharp taste burned her throat, making her cough violently, tears squeezing out of her eyes. She paused briefly, then continued drinking.Lucas didn't stop her; he just watched, his gaze dark and complicated."Ave!" Selena's eyes widened as she struggled to move closer but was held back by Brian. "Let go of me! Let me go!"Selena's voice was tinged with tears as she glared at Lucas, but she didn't dare insult him further. Aveline was doing this for her sake; if she antagonized Lucas now, all of Av
"Does it matter?" Lucas leaned back, his demeanor exuding a noble and aloof aura. His handsome and sharp features were masked by a calm and indifferent expression, making it impossible to discern his emotions.Selena gritted her teeth, but facing him like this, she couldn't utter a single curse.What a shameless person!Aveline held Selena's hand. "It's okay, it's okay..."It was as if she was comforting both Selena and herself.She looked at Lucas. "If you have a problem, come at me. Don't make things difficult for Selena."After saying that, she turned around and pulled Selena away.Lucas watched her back coldly, his eyes gradually filled with a complex and profound look.Even after they left, the room remained filled with an oppressive atmosphere.Aaron clicked his tongue twice. "I say, kid, aren't you being difficult?"Lucas looked at him. "You think you know everything."Aaron sneered. "Heh... Do you think I didn't notice? Since you walked in, your eyes haven't left her. All you
Aveline looked up at Russell, giving him a slight smile. "I found Selena. We were just about to head back."Russell replied, "Great, I'll give you a ride."Aveline shook her head. "No need, I've already called a car. Thanks anyway."Selena said, "We can cancel the ride. It's no trouble for Mr. Skyler to drop us off, so thank you, Mr. Skyler."Russell's handsome and mischievous face lit up with amusement. "With Selena saying that, are you still going to refuse me?"Aveline gave Selena a helpless look.Selena, however, winked at her, her expression inscrutable.They got into the car.Aveline leaned against the window, staring blankly at the night outside.Russell, driving, glanced at her through the rearview mirror and asked, "What happened? Maybe I can help."Selena looked at him, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know any reliable lawyers, especially those good at divorce cases?""Selena!"Aveline immediately grabbed her hand, "Don't say that. I'm not thinking about it
Aveline stepped out of the car, but having drunk so much, she felt unsteady. As soon as she lifted her head, a wave of dizziness hit her, causing her to stumble instinctively.Seeing this, Russell immediately reached out to steady her. "Are you okay?"Aveline regained her balance and realized how close she was to Russell. She quickly withdrew her hand and smiled. "I'm fine, just a bit dizzy."Russell frowned. "In your condition, how will you get home? Let me take you.""No need..." Aveline shook her head, about to say more when a familiar voice sounded from nearby."This isn't the best spot. Why don't you head upstairs?"Aveline and Russell turned to see Lucas sitting in a car not far away, the window rolled down, revealing his cold, grim face. His eyes were fixed on them with a dark, intense gaze.Aveline pursed her lips, looked away, and said to Russell, "I'll go now."Russell seemed worried. "Aveline, maybe I should...""No, it's fine." Aveline gave him a faint smile, then turned a
"What are you doing?"Aveline was startled and instinctively tried to avoid him. However, the bathtub was slippery, and after several attempts to struggle, she fell back into it.Lucas pressed one hand on her shoulder, leaning over her. His long, narrow eyes fixed on her, already tinged with a hint of crimson, as if suppressing some emotion."Aveline, do you like Russell?" His deep voice questioned her heavily.Aveline was stunned, feeling speechless!How could he ask such a question?Didn't he know whom she liked?However, without her consent, he entered her home, questioned her in that tone, and bullied her like this. There was no way she could say she liked him!"Who I like has nothing to do with you!"Aveline's clear eyes stared straight at him, not fearing his cold demeanor at all. "What? You can like Miss Winter, but I can't like other men?""No, you can't!" Lucas roared. His hand pressed on her shoulder while gripping her chin, and his fierce kiss followed.Aveline was shocked a
Lucas sat down on a chair, his expression noble and indifferent. "Eat first.”Aveline walked over and snatched the utensils from his hand, slamming them onto the table. "Lucas, how did you get in here?"Lucas looked at her calmly, his mood inexplicably lifting at her angry expression. "Do you think changing the password lock will keep me out? As long as I want to, I can come in anytime."His deep, magnetic voice made her feel as though he was talking about something else entirely. Remembering everything that happened last night, she became even angrier. "You want to eat? No way! None of this is for you!"She moved his bowl and utensils away and sat at the farthest spot from him, eating on her own.Lucas watched her and suddenly chuckled, "Aveline, aren't you being childish?"Aveline said nothing. What could she do? She couldn't manage him with either force or kindness. She had no way to handle Lucas!Lucas wasn't angry; he just watched her with amusement. When she finished eating, he f
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