After freshening up, Aveline came out and saw Lucas sitting on the sofa, with Desmond reporting something to him. During their conversation, Lucas would occasionally cough.Aveline quietly ate her breakfast and, after finishing, said, "I want to leave Arthur Town."Lucas immediately looked up at her. "After everything that's happened, you still want to leave?"Aveline replied, "Staying here is the most dangerous option. Leaving would be safer."Lucas stared at her intensely. "What if I don't allow you to go?"Aveline shrugged. "Then I won't go."Lucas was taken aback by her obedience.Aveline, sitting diagonally across from him, said, "But why keep me here? I don’t want to be held responsible for upsetting you further.”Lucas glared at her coldly, suddenly coughing violently. The pale hue of his face was tinged with red, adding an almost otherworldly charm to his appearance.Desmond said, "Mr. Tudor, please don't get upset." He then turned to Aveline. "Miss Young, Mr. Tudor is concern
Damn it!Aveline's chest heaved with anger.Desmond hesitated before speaking up, "Actually, this matter...""Shut up!" Both Lucas and Aveline exclaimed simultaneously. The synchronized shouts silenced Desmond instantly, and he dared not say another word.He was terrified, thinking how hard his life was as Lucas’ assistant.Aveline's temper flared. With a cold laugh, she turned and walked away. But as she opened the door, she was met by several bodyguards standing there. Seeing her, they immediately moved to block her path.Aveline acted as if she didn't see them and walked straight ahead.The bodyguards' expressions changed, knowing that if they didn't move, they'd end up touching Aveline inappropriately. If that happened, Lucas would surely have their hands cut off!Instinctively, they stepped back while still trying to block her.Realizing their concern, Aveline pressed forward even more determinedly.In this strange standoff, they all moved towards the elevator.The lead bodyguard
Three days later.Lucas had wrapped up affairs in Arthur Town; now, it was time to dispatch others to finalize the assessment and prepare for signing the investment deal. His presence was no longer required here.They departed for Cloudflare City.The bodyguard placed Aveline's suitcase in the car. Lucas took her hand. "What are you thinking about?"Aveline glanced at their clasped hands but said nothing. Lucas looked at her for a moment before helping her into the car.Just as they left Arthur Town, his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, his expression grew colder. It was a call from Rebecca."Hello?" he answered, his tone noticeably icy."Lucas, I'm leaving the country. Do you want to see me off?" Rebecca's voice came through.All this time, Rebecca had not apologized to Aveline. Through his business dealings, Lucas had taken direct measures to sanction the Johnson family, leaving them in dire straits. Unable to oppose his daughter's wishes, Reynold had to send her abroad and humble
She even asked the flight attendant for a blanket, but it didn’t help her feel less cold.The woman glanced at Lucas and noticed his dark expression as if she had owed him millions. She suddenly understood why the previous girl had swapped seats with her. Sitting next to someone like that would make anyone's nerves frayed.The woman stood up, took her belongings, and went back to economy class. Aveline was sleeping when she was suddenly woken up. She removed her eye mask and saw the woman who had swapped seats earlier."Hi, I don't want to swap seats anymore. I prefer my original seat. Let's switch back."Aveline was puzzled. "That's business class. The seat there is more comfortable."The woman insisted, "I like my original seat. It was mine to begin with, so please give it back."Aveline paused for a moment before silently agreeing to swap back.Returning to business class, she found Lucas sitting with a stern expression, his eyes fixed on her."Why did you come back?" he asked cold
The small two-bedroom apartment had a good location and was in demand.Aveline placed her suitcase in the hotel before returning to her home in the Waterfont District. She paused as she opened the door, feeling a strange sense of unfamiliarity after being away for so long. This place held too many memories of her and Lucas, memories she preferred to avoid.She walked through the apartment, and just then, her phone rang. Seeing it was a call from the real estate agent, she answered, "Hello?""Hello, Miss Young. Someone is interested in buying your apartment and would like to discuss it. When can you meet?"Aveline's face lit up with joy. "I can meet right now.""Great, I'll contact the buyer and arrange a meeting.""Alright," Aveline agreed readily.She hadn't expected her apartment to attract a buyer so quickly. Deciding to wait, she spent some time tidying up the place. Just as she finished, her phone rang again—the buyer had arrived.Aveline went to the elevator to wait. Soon, th
After Maria finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She realized she had made a mistake. She really should think before she speaks."Hehe... Boss, I was just talking nonsense because I had too much to drink. Don't take it seriously," she laughed nervously, trying to backtrack.Lucas' cold voice came through. "Come over and move everything.""Okay, got it!" Maria quickly agreed, but she didn't dare to hang up right away.Cautiously, she asked, "Boss, is there anything else?"After a long pause, Lucas finally responded, "Did she really say that?""Say what?" Maria was momentarily confused.Lucas hung up without another word.Maria blinked in bewilderment, then started the car and headed to the Tudor mansion, unsure of what Lucas was thinking....Aveline sold her apartment and immediately informed Selena. She hadn't been in touch with her much lately because Selena had ventured into a remote jungle with poor signal reception for a film shoot. Aveline couldn't qu
"Mr. Fletcher, here's your water," Selena said, handing him the cup without looking at him.Aaron took the cup, sipping it slowly. "Do you really want to murder me right now?" Selena forced a smile. "Mr. Fletcher, you're joking. Committing murder is against the law."Aaron chuckled lightly. "So, if it weren't illegal, you'd murder me?"Selena smiled at him, and Aaron couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine.He stood up and started walking toward the woods. After a couple of steps, he noticed Selena still standing there and asked, "What are you waiting for?"Selena asked incredulously, "Do you need me to follow you to pee?"The veins on Aaron's forehead bulged. "Follow me!"Selena's expression changed as she looked at him like he was a pervert, even taking a step back. "I refuse."Aaron laughed at her reaction. "I'm not going to the bathroom."Selena eyed him suspiciously. "Then why are you heading into the woods?"Aaron fell silent.Why did everything she said have an under
Aaron froze. He too had heard the sound of something cutting through the air. When he turned around, he saw Selena diving towards him, taking the bullet meant for him.It was utterly shocking!He caught her, watching in disbelief as blood flowed from her shoulder and her face grew pale. "Why?" he asked, confused.Selena was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. Hearing his voice through the haze, she wanted to slap him hard. Why was he asking such a dumb question? Couldn’t he just get her to the hospital already? Did he plan to let her die and bury her right here? This damn man!"Mr. Fletcher, are you alright?" The discreetly positioned bodyguards emerged from their hiding, having captured the shooter, and approached him.Aaron snapped out of his daze, his face darkening. "What were you doing just now?"The bodyguard bowed his head. "Sorry, Mr. Fletcher, it happened suddenly, and we were caught off guard."Aaron couldn't describe what he felt. He picked up Selena and ran qui
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