Aveline took a few deep breaths, calming herself before walking over to him. Once beside him, she asked stiffly, "What do you want?"Lucas directly grabbed her wrist, pulling her onto his lap. She was startled, her body tensing, but she didn't struggle.Seeing the coldness and reluctance in her eyes, an unexplainable fire ignited within Lucas. He grasped her chin, his voice deep. "Aveline, do you want to stay away from me?"Her long eyelashes trembled as she replied, "Yes."Lucas tightened his grip slightly, his eyes smoldering with intensity as his thumb brushed her lips. "Fine, I can approve your resignation, but you have to agree to one condition."A sense of foreboding swept through Aveline's heart. She cautiously asked, "What?"Lucas replied, "Sleep with me once."Aveline widened her eyes. "You're shameless!"He was supposed to marry Sophia and had already promised her, yet he was saying this to Aveline!Her eyes reddened with anger. "How can you do this to Miss Winter?"Lucas ign
Aveline returned to her workstation, feeling utterly absurd. She really couldn't understand what Lucas was thinking. Didn't he care about Sophia? Then why was he entangled with her like this? Anger, sadness, and a mix of emotions intertwined, leaving her feeling deeply powerless.Just then, she received a call from Selena.“Ave, are you at work?” Selena's voice sounded weak.“Yes, I'm at work. What's wrong?” Aveline asked.Selena sighed dramatically. “I’ve had enough! I’ve never seen such a picky man. He was discharged, and since my place is far from his, he suggested I move in with him. "I certainly can’t do that! I'm a beautiful woman; moving in would be like walking into the lion's den! So, guess what happened?" “What happened?” Aveline prompted."He called me at 2:30 in the morning asking for a cheeseburger. Where am I supposed to find that at this hour? I lost it! I refused, and he threatened me. This guy is such a pain!"Aveline didn't expect Aaron to be like this. After he
Snow replied, "Aaron, you're really too kind to me. I don't even know how to thank you." She then sent him a crying emoji.Aaron texted, “Be a good girl and keep the money. Let me know if you need anything." Snow answered, "Thank you, Aaron."Selena confirmed the receipt, seeing the two thousand dollars in her account, a cold smile appeared on her lips."Selena!"Just then, a man's voice came from the bedroom.Selena rolled her eyes, logged out of WhatsApp, and entered the bedroom. "What is it?"After receiving the money, she found Aaron slightly more agreeable. Well, just a little.Aaron glanced at a cup and said, "I'm thirsty."Selena walked over, picked up his cup, and went to fill it with water. Then she handed it to him. "Drink."Aaron didn't take it, saying blandly, "I'm not thirsty anymore. I want to go to the bathroom."That slight bit of agreeableness vanished instantly.Selena wanted to throw the water in his face. She held back, knowing that this man could really make t
Selena froze, her body stiffening, and after a long pause, she finally spoke, "Then stand properly, I can't hold you well."After saying that, she reached out to grab his pants.Inevitably, her fingers brushed against his thigh, causing both of them to shudder.Selena simply closed her eyes, grabbed his pants firmly, and lifted upwards.She heard the man let out a muffled groan next to her ear, incredibly sensual and enticing.Selena awkwardly said, "They're up, I'll help you out..."With that, she turned around, letting his arm drape over her shoulder, and walked out.This time, Aaron didn't say anything. He simply pressed his lips together.Selena helped Aaron to sit on the bed and asked, "Anything else?"Aaron's voice was a bit hoarse. "No, you can leave."Selena immediately turned and walked out in fear that he might come up with some other trick.Once the bedroom door closed, Aaron exhaled a deep breath and reached out to adjust his pants.Did this woman really not understand, or
She could very well walk away, but if this deal fell through because of her, Lucas would certainly find ways to make her life difficult.She could already imagine what he would say.Aveline took a deep breath, walked over, picked up a glass, and smiled. "Here's to everyone."Watching her drink the glass of wine, someone immediately cheered, "Great drinker!"Gwen, seeing this, exchanged a knowing glance with a man, then led Aveline to sit down right next to him.The evening's guest of honor was a man in his early forties. Though unremarkable in appearance, his warm smile transformed his face when addressing others. He turned that genial expression to Aveline as he spoke, “Miss Young, securing cooperation with Brighton Enterprises single-handedly is no small feat. I've heard their CEO, Mr. Henry, is infamously difficult to deal with.”Aveline smiled lightly. "As long as my proposal was compelling enough to persuade him, nothing else mattered.""Well said."Gernard Darby laughed heartily
"Who the hell dared to kick me?" Gernard cursed as he struggled to get up. When he saw who had arrived, the vicious snarl on his face instantly vanished, replaced by wide-eyed terror."Mr. Tudor..."At that moment, Lucas held Aveline in his arms, his crisp, pleasant scent filling her senses. She felt stunned and disoriented.Lucas radiated a chilling aura, his eyes cold and sharp. "You dare lay a hand on my woman?"Gernard immediately fell to his knees in fear. "Mr. Tudor, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize who she was. If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to covet her.”Gernard had spent decades in Cloudflare City, but he was nothing compared to Lucas. Lucas wasn't just the CEO of DK Group; he had the backing of the influential Tudor family, who could remove anyone from society without a trace.As Gernard kept begging for mercy, Desmond walked in, waved his hand, and two bodyguards stepped forward to drag Gernard out.Gernard continued to plead, "Mr. Tudor, I know I was wrong, I truly kno
Before he regained his memory, he often bought her flowers, warm tea, and small gifts... Though they weren't worth much, it showed that he was thinking of her. Whenever he saw something beautiful, his first instinct was to share it with her. In his heart, she was always first.How could she easily forget or stop loving such a devoted Lu? A slight ache pierced her heart, and Aveline quickly reined in her thoughts, trying not to let her mind wander.That Lu was gone, killed by Lucas Tudor.Now, he was just Lucas Tudor—cold-hearted, emotionally distant, unpredictable.Aveline inserted the straw into the cup and took a sip.Indeed, it was warm, driving away the coldness in her heart.After half an hour, the driver's side door opened, and Lucas, carrying a chill with him, got into the car.Aveline, holding her cup and looking at her phone, put it away when she saw him enter. Her demeanor softened slightly.No matter what, he had saved her."Thank you for tonight," she said.Lucas turned to
Aveline paused, looking at the cup of tea in her hand. Wasn’t he the one who bought it?The icy indifference etched on Lucas' face was unmistakable, too genuine to be feigned.As realization dawned, Aveline's lips twisted into a bitter smile. She had misread the situation entirely. In her naivety, she had imagined he remembered—that he had bought the cup of tea out of concern, a gesture of comfort after her ordeal. It turned out she had read too much into it.Taking a deep breath, she threw the tea into the trash and followed him into the Tudor mansion.They went straight upstairs and into the bedroom.Lucas tugged at his collar, unbuttoning it, and said coldly, "Go take a shower."Aveline silently complied, showing an attitude of resigned acceptance.Lucas watched her, feeling even more irritated.The sound of running water filled the room. Through the frosted glass, he could see her shadowy, graceful figure. Sitting on the sofa with his elbows resting on his knees, he stared at the
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