Aveline paused for a moment before walking straight past without glancing to the side. Desmond took a deep breath and approached her. "Miss Young."Aveline stopped. "What is it?"Desmond pulled out a document, a professional smile on his face. "You should sign this. It will be better for both you and Mr. Tudor."Aveline's expression darkened as she looked at the document in Desmond's hand. "What do you mean? Are you going to bring a new one every day as long as I refuse to sign? And target me in the company?"Desmond replied, "That's how it is, but I didn't instruct anyone to target you."He couldn't let himself be falsely accused.Aveline's tone was cold. "If it wasn't you, then it was Lucas. It makes no difference."Desmond was taken aback. Should he explain that she misunderstood something? He decided against it. Better to inform Lucas first; he wouldn't want to act on his own and displease him.Desmond handed the document to Aveline. "Miss Young, please sign it."Aveline took the d
Aveline's gaze turned icy. "Do you have any proof?"Sophia responded, "He got poisoned after eating the food you prepared. What more evidence do you need?"Aveline retorted, "He bought the ingredients himself. By your logic, could I say he poisoned himself to frame me?""You!" Sophia's face darkened. "Miss Young, that's unreasonable!"Aveline replied, "It's better than twisting the facts."The tension between them was palpable."Enough!" Lucas finally spoke. His handsome, stern face was dark, and his gaze was cold as he looked at Aveline. "Do you not know why I want a divorce? Aveline, I don't want to be harsh, but you better sign the papers, or else...""Or else what?" Aveline stared directly at him, the man she once loved and shared a happy life with, her heart full of mockery. "Are you going to kill me?"Her voice was light, like a feather landing on Lucas' heart, yet it irritated him for no reason. Wasn't she the one who wanted a divorce? Why was she saying this now?Lucas' tone gr
Lucas looked into her clear eyes, noticing her still-pale face. Her expression darkened.Suddenly, Aveline sat back down. "Forget it. You've already dirtied yourself. I don't like you anymore."Lucas' voice turned cold. "What did you say?"Aveline replied, "It's something that was going to happen sooner or later. Is there anything wrong with me saying it now?"Seeing her indifferent and even apologetic expression, Lucas felt a surge of frustration in his chest."Aren't you here to discuss the divorce?" he asked.Aveline acted as if she had just remembered. "Oh, I almost forgot."She picked up the divorce agreement, glanced through it, then sneered and tore it up right in front of him."I've decided not to divorce," she declared, tossing the shredded paper into the trash. Ignoring Lucas' darkened expression, she turned and walked away.That's right. She came to provoke him. Why should he dictate whether they divorce or not? Why should he control everything while she suffered all the gri
Aveline said, "That does sound like a solution."Yvonne's smile deepened. "Actually, I do quite like you. If you and Lucas could stay together, it would be wonderful."Aveline gave a faint smile. "I'll think about it."Yvonne nodded. "Alright, if you need anything, just let me know. I will certainly help you.""Thank you, Mrs. Tudor."Aveline was polite on the surface, but she suspected Yvonne might have ulterior motives. However, given Yvonne's status, Aveline didn't have the leverage to confront her. So, she just went along with whatever Yvonne said, but whether she would act on it was another matter.Aveline stood up. "Mrs. Tudor, I need to go home now. Goodbye.""Alright, take care."Yvonne smiled and watched her leave, sipping her coffee leisurely. She then took the phone from her lap and pressed the button to end the recording. A dangerous glint flickered in her eyes before quickly disappearing....When Aveline got home, she received a call from Selena. She put it on speakerpho
Aveline was startled. Russell was nearby?"Oh, okay."After hanging up the phone, Aveline went to the door. Soon, the doorbell rang. She opened it to see Russell standing there with his signature purple hair."Russ, you're here," Aveline said with a slight smile.Russell smirked, his already strikingly handsome face becoming even more roguish. His captivating eyes seemed to draw people in. "What's going on?"Aveline let him in and briefly explained the situation.Seeing the vegetables on the table, Russell raised an eyebrow. "So, you left the police station earlier because of this?"Aveline nodded. "Yes."Russell continued, "Why didn't you tell me when I asked?"Aveline felt awkward and rubbed her nose. "I hoped this matter could be resolved quickly, but the police's efficiency isn't that high. I didn't want to carry this burden any longer, so I wanted to get to the bottom of it as soon as possible."She paused. "I thought it would be too much trouble to involve you, but now I have no
Aveline asked somewhat nervously, "Is it... not good?"Russell looked at her and suddenly said, "Just one meal isn't enough.""Huh?" Aveline was confused. "Then how many meals would be enough?"Russell laughed at her puzzled expression and held up three fingers.Aveline laughed too. "Three meals? No problem. Just let me know when you're free, and I'll cook for you."Her respectful and humble attitude made it clear she saw him as a friend. Russell felt a strange sense of familiarity with this dynamic and slowly lowered his hand. "We'll see when I'm in the mood.""Sure, no problem," Aveline agreed readily. Cooking a few meals wasn't a big deal. She just wanted to repay this favor.Despite feeling a bit uneasy, Russell had to admit Aveline's cooking was really good. It suited his taste perfectly. He ended up eating two extra servings!Seeing the dishes nearly empty, Russell began doubting his own appetite.Aveline came over to drink some water, glanced at the table, and asked, "Russ, was
The next day, Aveline arrived at work to find another pile of chaotic tasks waiting for her. However, today she wasn't angry; she was looking forward to lunchtime.At noon, Russell called to tell her the results were in and had been emailed to her."Thank you, Russ!" Aveline said excitedly.Russell replied slowly, "Knowing which vegetables are poisoned doesn't prove your innocence."Aveline paused. "I think these vegetables were bought at the supermarket. There might have been an issue there. I need to check the surveillance footage."Russell said, "It's been so many days; it might be difficult."Aveline's lips tightened. She knew that if she had checked on the day it happened, it might have been easier. But she had to try.Russell spoke casually, "Of course, if you cook ten more meals for me, I might be able to figure something out."Aveline couldn't help but laugh. "Russ, don't you have a chef at home?"Russell replied, "Just say if you'll do it or not.""Deal," Aveline agreed witho
"Hello?"Aveline answered the call, her tone turning colder.Lucas' voice was even colder than hers. "Where are you?"Aveline paused. "Do you need something?"Was this about the divorce again? She had made it very clear that she wouldn't agree to a divorce until the matter was fully investigated. Why was he so persistent?Unexpectedly, Aveline thought of his previous attitude and began to understand. Watching someone get anxious over something while she remained detached felt oddly satisfying."Come to the hospital now. I have something to ask you," Lucas said and then hung up abruptly. His tone was commanding and icy, leaving no room for refusal.Aveline frowned at her phone. What was wrong with him? Why should she go just because he said so? She put her phone back in her bag and decided not to go to the hospital. She needed to return to work.After the confrontation with Gwen, she was probably furious and might dock her a lot of pay. She needed to make up for it.However, when she ar
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
"I’ll wait for you to come back," Jolie said softly before hanging up the call. The phone let out a soft beep, and the beautiful girl on the screen disappeared. Gavin frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flickering across his face. She ended the call without letting him say anything. But as he replayed her soft words about waiting for him, the irritation quickly faded. When his assistant walked in, the first thing he noticed was Gavin staring at his phone, an unreadable smile tugging at the corner of his lips. The assistant froze, momentarily feeling as though he’d seen a ghost. Blinking hard, he looked again. Phew! It must have been his imagination. Gavin still wore his usual cold and impassive expression. "Mr. Cooper, these are the proposals submitted by the planning department," the assistant said as he placed the documents on Gavin’s desk. "Mm," Gavin acknowledged, immediately opening the files to review them. "Mr. Cooper, I’ve also finalized your schedule for
It sounded so much like Jolie! The thought stunned Rosalie. Jolie had a boyfriend, and she got sent abroad because of him. How could she possibly be in contact with Gavin, let alone on a video call with him? Still, an uneasy suspicion gnawed at Rosalie. If she could just take one glance at the woman in Gavin’s video call, she could put her mind at ease. Gathering her courage, Rosalie lifted her head and looked in Gavin’s direction, her gaze fixed on his phone. The next second, a figure stepped in front of her—Gavin’s assistant. With a cold stare, he blocked her view. Startled, Rosalie’s face turned pale. By now, Gavin had already entered his office. The assistant looked at Rosalie, his voice icy. “What are you trying to do?” “I-I…” Rosalie hadn’t expected to be caught so quickly. Her heart leapt into her throat as she scrambled for an excuse. “I just wanted to check if Mr. Cooper needed anything.” “That’s not your job,” the assistant replied firmly. “You may be the
Aveline held Joy in one arm and looked at Selena, asking, "What are you doing?" Selena replied, "Do you know what I just saw?" Aveline shook her head. "No idea." "Hickeys!" Selena pointed exaggeratedly to a spot on her neck, saying, "Right here. And I don’t think it’s just one spot. There’s probably a lot more below. Tsk tsk!" She clicked her tongue twice, shaking her head as she added, "Who would’ve thought Mr. Cooper could be so... ravenous." Aveline was amused and said, "Well, it makes sense. After all, he's already thirty, never had a girlfriend, and now that he finally does, of course, he’d go all out to spoil her." "Go all out to spoil her..." Selena drew out the words, mimicking her tone as she leaned in closer. "Ave, you’ve really been corrupted by Lucas, that scoundrel. You never used to talk like this." Aveline responded matter-of-factly, "I’m the mother of two now. What’s there to be embarrassed about?" "Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Selena made a playful, teasing expr
The corners of Gavin’s lips curved into a faint smile.The subordinate giving the report froze, his eyes widening in shock.What on earth?!Did he just witness that?Their notoriously serious and unsmiling boss—especially during work—had just smiled. In the middle of a meeting at his phone.Several others in the room noticed it too. Their gazes darted between each other in silent but frantic communication.What’s going on?Did Mr. Cooper just smile? At his phone? During a meeting?“Is he… dating someone?” everyone thought.“Ahem!”Gavin’s assistant cleared his throat, immediately breaking the silent chaos. First, it was a warning to the staff to rein in their imaginations, and second, it was a subtle reminder to Gavin, who was typing a reply.Even the assistant couldn’t help the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.Who would have thought?The president of Cooper Enterprises, a man known for his iron will and unshakable focus, was texting his girlfriend during a meeting… and smilin
Rosalie said, “That must be tough for you. But why did Uncle and Aunt suddenly decide to send you abroad?” Jolie’s eyes flickered. So, her parents hadn’t told their relatives the real reason? How typical.Of course, they’d be too embarrassed to admit it. Shipping their daughter abroad just to force her to break up with her boyfriend? What a humiliating thing to confess. Jolie replied calmly, “I wanted to study abroad to gain some experience. It’s for my future photography exhibition. I still have a lot to learn.” “Oh, I see,” Rosalie responded, feigning understanding. Then she added, “Where are you staying? If I get the chance, I’ll come visit you.” “There’s no need, but thanks for thinking of me,” Jolie said lightly. “I’ll only be gone for a year. I’ll be back before you know it.” Rosalie smiled on the other end. “Alright then. If you need anything, just let me know.” “Sure.” After a few more polite exchanges, the call ended. Rosalie stared at her phone, gripping it
"Beep! Unlocked!" The electronic voice of the fingerprint lock sounded unusually clear in the quiet night. As soon as Jolie stepped through the door, Gavin wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace. His hot breath cascaded down onto her ear and neck, making her breath hitch instantly. She didn’t even have time to take off her shoes before she was swept up into his arms. His kisses were relentless, stealing her breath and unraveling her control as her emotions rose and fell with his every move. Before she knew it, she was seated on the entryway cabinet. Her dress had been pushed up to her waist, and her legs were forced to cling to his lean waist. His fingers trailed over her skin, leaving traces of his presence wherever they went. “Mm…” A soft whimper escaped her lips as his kisses marked her skin. Each mark, blooming like crimson flowers against her fair skin, painted a vivid contrast on her porcelain complexion. The room remained pitch dark, but
The lighting inside the cinema was dim, making it hard for Gavin to see Jolie’s face clearly. However, he could sense her stiffness. He glanced at her deeply before his gaze shifted back to the screen.The movie ended, and their hands remained intertwined the entire time. The warmth on Jolie’s cheeks had subsided as they stepped outside. Glancing at the tall, handsome man beside her, her heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.“Jolie?”At that moment, a voice called out from not far away. Jolie froze, not turning around. The voice carried a hint of uncertainty, and the person’s companion spoke in confusion, “Are you sure? Didn’t they send Jolie abroad?”The speaker was Jolie’s cousin, Rosalie Quin, from her uncle’s family.Frowning slightly, Rosalie replied, “But she really looks like her.”Her friend scoffed. “You must be seeing things. Wasn’t Jolie sent abroad? Didn’t you mention her family even cut off her cards? I still can’t believe she’d go to such lengths over a guy.”Rosalie lowe
Jolie fiddled with her phone, trying to find the perfect angle for a good photo. Less than ten minutes later, there was a knock on the private dining room door. “Come in,” Gavin said calmly. A man in a tailored suit entered, holding a professional camera in his hand. Jolie looked at him in confusion. “Who’s this?” Gavin replied, “He’s an excellent photographer, a first-place winner in an international photography competition. Let him take your photos.” “What?” Jolie blinked in disbelief, glancing between the man and Gavin. So, because she complained about his lack of photography skills, he brought in someone with top-tier skills? And not just anyone—a world champion? Oh, dear! Jolie was suddenly at a loss for words. She opened her mouth but struggled to find the right thing to say. After a moment, she stammered, “Uh… actually, it’s not necessary.” “Not taking pictures anymore?” Gavin asked. Jolie shook her head. “No, I’m not. I’m hungry.” Having someone else tak