Aveline returned to the hotel, still shaken. Lucas was in Arthur Town! And from the looks of it, he planned to stay for a while. She couldn't remain there if he did.Frowning, she pondered for a moment before dialing Hilda's number. However, Hilda didn't answer, and Aveline's expression darkened. They had repeatedly targeted her—did they really think she was an easy target?She called another number and then headed to take a shower before going to bed.The next morning, Hilda was in high spirits, thinking about the previous night. She was sure Aveline hadn’t escaped this time because Mike had been fixated on her for a while.Hilda planned to check on the children but was interrupted by a knock at the door."Who is it? Coming, coming!"She hurried to the door and opened it to find several police officers standing there.Startled, she asked, "What’s the matter?"The lead officer flashed his badge and said firmly, "We've received reports of your involvement in child trafficking and fo
"I’m fine."Aveline's tone was calm. "Since she raised me, I won't hold a grudge over what happened five years ago. But after that night, I considered my debt to her repaid. This time, I won't let her off the hook. She has to face the consequences of her actions. If she's innocent, she'll be released."Zachary remained silent.Aveline took out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth. "Zachary, I advise you to leave Arthur Town and explore opportunities elsewhere. You're still young, staying here will only hold you back."Zachary replied, "I understand. I'll think about it."After hanging up, Aveline returned to the hotel, planning to visit the police station a few days later to inquire about her background.Hilda needed to suffer a bit.To avoid Lucas, Aveline hadn't left her room for several days.That particular morning, she received a call from Russell."Aveline, you haven't forgotten your promise to me, have you?" Russell's light-hearted voice came through.Aveline paused, her m
Lucas ordered coldly, "Tell her to come see me when I return."Desmond replied, "Yes, sir."...As Aveline exited the airport, she immediately spotted a strikingly handsome man with short, purple-gray hair.A smile spread across her face. "Russ."Russell naturally took her luggage and asked, "Are you tired? There’s still some time left. If you're tired, you can rest a bit."Aveline shook her head. "I'm fine. I slept on the plane."Russell opened the car door for her. "Then let's go. We'll get you changed first."Aveline nodded and got into the car.Once they arrived, Russell handed her over to the stylist and waited in the lounge.Sitting in front of the mirror, Aveline said, "I don’t want anything too glamorous, just something simple and elegant will do."The stylist, initially eager to showcase her skills, had to rein in her creativity upon hearing Aveline's request.An hour and a half later, everything was ready.Hearing movement, Russell looked up to see Aveline gracefully descendi
The banquet hall was on the 7th floor. As the elevator doors opened, Russell and Aveline stepped out.Because of Russell's recent reunion with the Skyler family, many people recognized him and came over to greet him, engaging in polite conversation.Aveline stood quietly beside him, playing the role of an accessory.Suddenly, she felt a cold presence enveloping her. Her expression froze, and she instinctively turned to look.Her eyes widened when she saw the person not far away.Lucas!What was he doing here?Aveline instinctively grabbed Russell's arm.Russell looked at her and leaned in slightly, asking, "What's wrong?""Nothing," Aveline replied, her eyelids trembling as she tried to compose herself.Noticing her unease, Russell said, "If you're uncomfortable, you can go over there. That's the self-service area, and it has everything."Aveline smiled and shook her head. "No need, I'll stay by your side."Hearing this, Russell's smile widened. "Alright, then stay close to me."Avelin
Lucas' gaze swept downward, and he immediately spotted the pair in the self-service area. The girl held a plate, taking small bites, and had accidentally smeared her cheek. The man beside her gently wiped it away with a tissue. The scene was harmonious and beautiful as if they were a couple.A cold glint flashed in Lucas' eyes.His tone grew even colder. "I didn't want to bring someone I'm bound to divorce to avoid being a laughingstock."Wilbert's face darkened. "Can you stop acting like your irresponsible father?"Lucas lowered his gaze slightly and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Wilbert."Without waiting for Wilbert's response, he turned and walked downstairs.Aveline got cream on her dress and asked worriedly, "Russ, do you think this stain will ruin the dress?"Ruining such a delicate and beautiful gown would be a shame!Russell replied, "Let's go over there to clean it up. Don't worry, it's fine."Aveline followed him behind a screen where there were fewer people, ensuring they wouldn't
Aveline replied calmly, "I'm his date. It’s only natural that I go with him."Lucas' expression darkened considerably. This woman had no sense of danger!"Aveline, come here!" he commanded, his deep, magnetic voice cold and laced with an icy edge.Aveline remained unmoved. Who did he think he was? Did he expect her to just obey?Lucas' eyes fixed on her with a frosty gaze. "If you come over now, I'll overlook what happened before."Aveline chuckled softly and looked at him. "I'll come over if we divorce."The air around them seemed to freeze instantly. She really had no hesitation about mentioning divorce, even in front of others, and with such calm.Rage burned within Lucas as he stared at her as if trying to bore a hole through her with his gaze. Aveline felt a twinge of fear, knowing there would be no good outcome from angering him, but stubbornly, she refused to back down. Why should she yield when he treated her so poorly?Russell watched with great interest from the side. B
Aveline smoothly withdrew her hand and smiled, "We're friends, so it’s only normal that I'm worried about you."Russell's hand felt empty, and a strange emptiness filled his heart. He rubbed his fingers together before casually shoving them into his pocket. "It's fine. He can't do anything to me."Lucas had just returned to the Tudor family and had not yet entered the Tudor Group. For now, he only had the DK Group under his control, which couldn't stir up much trouble.Aveline let out a slight sigh of relief. "That's good to hear."At that moment, Russell's phone rang. He glanced at the screen, raised his eyebrows, and said to Aveline, "I need to take this call.""Okay.” she nodded, watching him walk towards the outdoor garden.The hotel's outdoor garden was beautiful, located only on the 7th floor, with dim lighting and a faint floral scent lingering in the air, creating a serene atmosphere.Aveline turned around and found a quiet corner to wait. As a waiter passed by, she took a gla
A warm breath brushed against her ear as the man's deep voice whispered, "Rina Johnson, the sole heiress of the Johnson family. What do you think Russell is aiming for by stringing her along like this?"As he finished speaking, he fixed his gaze on Aveline's face. She was accompanying Russell to this banquet, but he clearly didn't care about her at all.Aveline's expression remained indifferent. She stopped listening to the conversation nearby and turned to him. "You called me over just to show me this?"Lucas raised his eyebrows slightly. "Aveline, you're just a pawn.""So?" Aveline's tone was light, showing complete indifference.Lucas suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered, "Leave with me later."Aveline chuckled suddenly. "Do you think that showing me this will make me leave with you?"Lucas' face darkened at her words. "What do you mean?"Aveline pushed him away. "I told you, I'm Russell's date tonight. I have nothing to do with you!"With that, she turned and ret
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