Lucas stood in the doorway, his expression dark and stern. His deep, narrow eyes were as cold as ice, completely lacking warmth.Aveline felt the air around her grow colder, a chill rising from her feet. It was as if the atmosphere itself was pressing down on her.Her expression turned equally cold. "Why did you call me here? What do you want?"Could it be what Sophia had mentioned? Was he blaming her for some absurd incident?Lucas' deep voice demanded, "Why did you kidnap Sophia?"Aveline immediately let out a cold laugh. So, it was about that!He had actually summoned her to question her over something so baseless!"Lucas, are you crazy? I'm an orphan with no connections or power in Cloudflare City, and I don't have any money. How could I possibly kidnap her? With a strand of hair?" she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.As she finished speaking, she found it laughable and couldn't help but laugh out loud. But as she laughed, a layer of sorrow clouded her eyes.He didn't trus
Brian had taken Sophia straight to the hospital. She had been so terrified that she fainted from crying. Brian had already captured the men who kidnapped her. After some interrogation, they confessed that someone named Aveline had ordered them to do it.Lucas' first reaction was disbelief. Then, he received that recording in his email.The impossible suddenly seemed possible.Lucas kept quiet."Lucas!" Sophia looked at Lucas with tear-filled eyes. "I won't blame you for loving another woman, but you shouldn't love someone so cruel. She doesn't deserve to be by your side!"Lucas' dark eyes turned to her. "You didn't rest well last night. I'll have Brian take you home to rest, and he will protect you for now."Sophia pointed at Aveline. "What about her? What do you plan to do with her?"Punish her?Aveline's long eyelashes trembled slightly before she looked at Sophia and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I never had anyone kidnap you."Sophia's eyes filled with hatred as she looke
Sophia shook her head, refusing to come down. Her eyes were still filled with tears as she looked at Lucas. "I know, I'm no longer important. I have been living this life for you, and if you don't need me anymore, there's no point in me staying alive."She turned around, spreading her arms wide, like a butterfly about to take flight."No!" Lucas shouted in alarm.Suddenly, a cry of pain echoed nearby."Miss Winter, she's kneeling to you!" Brian's voice rang out.Everyone looked over to see that Brian had somehow forced Aveline to the ground, making her kneel in front of Sophia.Aveline struggled. "Let go..."But she was no match for Brian. He held her down firmly, keeping her from getting up.Brian stared intently at Sophia. "Miss Winter, it's her who did wrong, not Mr. Tudor. Don't blame Mr. Tudor. She took advantage of his gratitude and refused to divorce him!"Aveline's eyes widened in shock.Sophia turned to Lucas. "Lucas, is this true?"Lucas said nothing, his lips pressed into a
Lucas' body stiffened as he looked at Sophia's tear-streaked face. Her pale complexion and the way her skirt fluttered in the wind revealed her prosthetic leg.He swallowed hard and finally uttered a single word, "Okay."Sophia's face lit up with joy, but then her eyes closed, and she fainted.Lucas immediately scooped her up and walked quickly back inside. As he saw the hospital staff, his voice was ice-cold. "Seal off the rooftop!""Yes, sir..." The hospital director nodded quickly, visibly shaken. He waved his hand and said, "Hurry, contact the construction team. Seal off the rooftop. If anyone else tries to jump in a moment of despair, how can this hospital continue operating?"Brian had already released Aveline.She slowly got up from the ground, staring dazedly as Lucas carried Sophia away at a brisk pace. At that moment, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.She took a deep breath. She had to find out how that recording and Sophia's kidnapping had happened. She couldn't l
He turned and headed back to the hospital room.Sophia was already receiving an IV. After the trauma of being kidnapped last night, her mental state was already fragile. Today's events had only worsened it, and fainting was a mild reaction."Mr. Tudor," Brian called from the doorway.Lucas stood by the bedside and looked over at him, his eyes filled with a sharp, icy coldness that bore into Brian.Brian felt a chill spread from his feet to his entire body, reaching the depths of his soul.Lucas walked out, closed the door behind him, and went into the stairwell.Brian followed silently.Once inside the stairwell, Brian spoke. "I saw Miss Young get into Mr. Russell's car. Mr. Tudor, Miss Young is definitely not innocent. Mr. Russell is the nephew of that person, and Miss Young has been getting close to him recently. With Miss Winter's kidnapping, it must be...""Bang!"Before he could finish, Lucas' fist landed squarely on his face.Brian staggered back several steps but didn't dare fig
Aaron replied, "It's from an anonymous overseas account."After a pause, he added, "It's pretty obvious who's behind this. They won't stop until you're dead."Lucas placed the tablet aside and suddenly said, "Have someone keep an eye on Aveline."Aaron frowned. "After everything that's happened, you're still protecting her?"Lucas looked at him with a deep gaze. "Don't you understand why she's in this situation?"Aaron moved his lips but finally sighed, "Alright, but I'm not letting go of the poisoning incident. I still suspect she's working for them."Lucas said nothing. Was she really?Memories of the past year flooded his mind. If she were truly involved, she had numerous opportunities to harm him. But she hadn't.Her eyes were so clear, her smile so pure. He didn't want to believe it, yet past events made him wary of trusting too easily.Seeing Lucas' troubled expression, Aaron pondered for a moment before asking, "Do you really plan to marry Sophia?"Lucas replied, "I'm still mar
Gwen thought she needed to teach that arrogant woman a lesson so she would understand her place."Hello?" Desmond answered the call.Gwen exaggerated Aveline's situation and then tactfully said, "Mr. Blake, Aveline might have changed after securing the collaboration with Brighton Enterprises. I'm at a loss, so I came to you for help. What should I do?"Desmond asked, "Did she request leave?"Gwen replied, "Yes, she did."Desmond said, "Then what's the problem?"Huh?Gwen was stunned. Was that it? No reprimand? No talk of dismissing Aveline?What was going on?Gwen was momentarily unsure and said, "Mr. Blake, this..."Desmond replied, "She hasn’t made any big mistakes or caused the company any harm. There must be a reason she took leave. If you can't manage this, why are you in this role?"Startled, Gwen quickly said, "I understand, Mr. Blake. I'll handle it. Sorry for bothering you!"After saying that, she hurriedly hung up the phone!She initially thought Aveline had fallen out of fav
Aveline smiled slightly at him. "It's nothing. I just wanted to see if you needed to go to the hospital."Russell replied, "No need."Aveline picked up her fork again. "Then let's eat first."She started eating, although she didn't have much of an appetite. There were still many things she needed to deal with.Russell's charming eyes looked deeply at her, but he didn't say much more.After the meal, Aveline went to pay the bill, only to be told it had already been paid.She paused and looked at Russell. "Russ, didn't we agree that I would treat you?"Russell lazily said, "When you're out with me, there's no way I'd let you pay."Aveline blinked. "So, can I invite you to meals often in the future?"Russell's mouth twitched slightly. "Sure."Aveline smiled, then sat back down.Russell waved his phone at her. "The video has been sent to your email."Aveline immediately opened it, and when she saw the girl who bumped into her tampering with the food, her expression turned serious.Someone
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