Aveline's fingers curled instinctively as she lay in the car. She had actually woken up as soon as they put her in, but she hadn't opened her eyes immediately. Zachary had already left, and it was too late for her to return to the hotel alone, so she pretended to be asleep. There might have been other reasons, but she didn't want to delve into them.She responded coolly, "Yes, any problem with that?""Aveline, you deceived me and took a free ride back, and this is how you repay me?" Lucas was nearly laughing in frustration.Aveline looked at him. "Didn't I say thank you? What more do you want? Should I kneel and kowtow to you?"Lucas was speechless. This woman really knew how to infuriate him!Seeing his increasingly dark expression, Aveline smiled and said, "Lucas, you're upset because you gave a lady a ride back to the hotel? That's pretty petty of you."With that, she turned and walked away.Lucas stood there for a long moment, truly exasperated by her words, before finally return
"Hello,” Aveline greeted.Zachary's voice came through. "How are you doing?""I'm fine. About last night..." Aveline began."I'm sorry," Zachary interrupted. "I got too worked up. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble.""No, you didn't," Aveline replied calmly.There was a brief silence before Zachary spoke again. "There's something I don't know how to tell you."Aveline felt a bit confused. "What's going on?"After a moment of hesitation, Zachary explained, "I need to take over the orphanage, but I have to submit documents for government approval. I submitted them today, but they were rejected. A friend told me that an investor from Cloudflare City pressured the higher-ups. “I have no idea what I did to offend him. Since you and Mr. Lucas are married, could you ask him about it?Aveline's expression grew colder. Lucas pressured the local authorities to prevent Zachary from taking over the orphanage? Why?Zachary was just an ordinary person with no conflicting interests with Lucas.Se
Aveline struggled twice but couldn't break free. Her face turned cold. "What else am I supposed to do? I need to understand why you're targeting Zachary. He hasn't wronged you.""He has," Lucas replied coldly.Aveline was taken aback. "When?"Lucas released her hand and looked at her indifferently. "Why should I tell you? What’s your relationship with him? In what capacity are you questioning me?""You..."Aveline's breath hitched, looking at his shameless expression, feeling a mix of exasperation and helplessness. With him acting like this, she was at a loss.It was clear that Lucas had no intention of letting Zachary off easily. Knowing she was the cause, Aveline realized she had to resolve this issue.Taking a deep breath, she softened her tone. "Lucas, if he did something to upset you, I apologize on his behalf. You're the CEO of DK Group, handsome and magnanimous. Can't you just let it go?"Her words only made Lucas' face grow colder. He scoffed, "You apologize for him? Who do you
"Go check who it is," Lucas instructed.Aveline felt exasperated like she had become his secretary. How infuriating! She walked to the door and opened it, revealing the room service she had ordered. She brought the food inside and set it on the dining table.Lucas got up and walked over, opening the bag. Seeing the pork ribs, his brows furrowed deeply. "You expect me to eat this?"Aveline replied, "This is for me..."Lucas' eyes darkened, and his expression turned grim. Aveline mumbled, "How was I supposed to know you'd be back? If you'd told me, I would've cooked for you."The presidential suite was well-equipped, including a small kitchen where she could easily whip up a simple meal.Lucas said, "You can still cook for me now."Aveline sighed, feeling like she'd dug herself into a hole. She looked at him and asked, "If I cook for you, will you let Zachary go?"Lucas' cold gaze fixed on her. "Is this how you ask for a favor?"Aveline frowned. "Then what will it take for you to let
Lucas smirked. "Then why were you staring at me? Do you like me?"As he spoke, his lips curved into a faint smile. He reached out to caress her face. "I know you've always liked me, but there's no need to be so obvious. Otherwise, I might not be able to resist doing something right here."Aveline was speechless, thinking, “Is he crazy?”She quickly got up from his lap, her cheeks feeling warm, and headed straight for the bathroom.Lucas watched her retreating back, the smile on his lips fading slightly before he returned to his work.Aveline splashed cold water on her face, trying to calm down. Otherwise, she might not be able to resist slapping him. She reminded herself that she needed to ask him for a favor, so she had to be patient and humble.A bitter smile appeared on her face. She was his wife, yet to get him to do something, she had to lower herself and cater to him. She felt like a failure as a wife. Then again, he was even more of a failure as a husband.When she came out of
Lucas said, "You can't stop me."Aveline fell silent.She took a deep breath and asked, "Are you done with your work? Can we talk about Zachary now?"Lucas picked up a glass of water, took a sip, and with a cold expression, replied, "I have a dinner meeting later. Accompany me, and if you do well, I'll consider letting him go."Aveline frowned. "Can't you just say that if I do well, you'll let him go? Why add 'consider'?"What if he were to change his mind and decided not to let Zachary go?Lucas looked at her playfully. "You're quite clever."Aveline was speechless.She didn’t like that kind of compliment.Lucas lifted his chin slightly. "Go change into the dress."Following his gaze, Aveline noticed a dress on the other side of the sofa. She walked over, picked it up, and went straight into the room to change.Fortunately, the dress was quite conservative. It highlighted her figure while covering those ambiguous marks.When she came out, she saw that Lucas had also changed into a sui
Aveline stared at his back. If looks could kill, he would be riddled with wounds by now. How infuriating!"Mrs. Tudor, please get in the car," Desmond urged cautiously.Aveline looked at him. "I told you not to call me that. Don't you find it disgusting?"Desmond fell silent.After speaking, Aveline got into the car. Looking at Lucas' cold, handsome face, she struggled to suppress her emotions. After mentally calming herself for a while, she said, "Lucas, I don't mean anything by it. I'm just thinking of you. If Miss Winter were to find out you don't want a divorce, she'd be heartbroken. What if she jumps off a building again?"She appeared genuinely concerned.Lucas' anger only intensified. He closed his eyes and ignored her.Seeing his darkened expression, Aveline felt oddly satisfied and turned to look out the window instead of saying more.The car drove smoothly down the road.Arthur Town was just a small county. Its nightlife was nowhere near as lively as that of a big city,
Lucas pushed her away gently and took out a small box. "Happy birthday."Rebecca happily took it. "Thank you, Lucas! I love the gift you gave me!"The gift itself didn't matter; what mattered was who gave it.Lucas smiled warmly. "I'm glad you like it."Rebecca's eyes landed on Aveline, who was holding Lucas' arm. Her face clouded over. In a flash, she shoved Aveline aside and latched onto Lucas herself."Who do you think you are?" Rebecca snapped. "What gives you the right to hang on Lucas like that?"Her arrogant demeanor resembled that of a spoiled little princess.Taken by surprise, Aveline lost her balance. Before she could fall, Lucas reached out and steadied her.A cold glint flashed in her eyes, but before she could say anything, she caught Lucas' warning gaze. Fine, she'd endure it.Rebecca clung to Lucas' arm as they walked inside. "Lucas, I heard about what happened to you. I'm so glad you came back safe. My father has been worried and is waiting for you inside.""Mm, I'm 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