Aveline immediately turned her head to look around. Apart from the partially constructed buildings, she saw nothing else. However, the sensation of being watched was very real.The sun blazed down, its heat making her feel a chill despite the warmth. It was already late autumn. She tightened her beige trench coat around herself and walked briskly. This area felt unsafe, so she decided to complete her inspection and leave as quickly as possible....Several luxury cars pulled up at the construction site entrance. The foreman's face was full of flattery as he handed over a safety helmet."Mr. Tudor, it's dangerous here. Why did you come personally?"Lucas, tall and poised in a black coat, exuded a chilly, noble air with every movement. His sharp features and handsome face radiated authority.Desmond took the safety helmet and handed it to Lucas. As Lucas put it on, he replied, "Am I not allowed to come?"The foreman was momentarily speechless. Lucas, despite his young age, had an unexpe
Aveline responded, "Haha, very funny."Lucas smirked. "Glad you think so."Unable to hold back, Aveline rolled her eyes and pulled her arm free, heading directly for the exit. Despite her quick pace, Lucas effortlessly kept up, as if he were just taking a leisurely stroll.Aveline was speechless and thought it must be nice to have long legs.Others watched the scene in surprise. The foreman looked at Desmond and asked, "Mr. Blake, what's going on?"Desmond didn't answer his question. Instead, he pointed to a design on the blueprint and asked, "What does this section mean?"The foreman immediately focused on explaining, drawing attention away from Lucas and Aveline.Once outside the construction site, Aveline headed towards the subway station. Lucas continued to follow her, his steady footsteps echoing behind her, each step feeling like it was pressing on her heart.Aveline grew increasingly irritated. They were divorced; why was he still clinging to her?She turned to him. "What exactl
Aveline looked at him. "And the conclusion?"Lucas stepped closer and blew the smoke directly in her face. "The conclusion is, the colder you are, the more I like you."Aveline was momentarily speechless. She couldn't quite grasp what he was thinking anymore.She lowered her eyes slightly, waiting for the smoke to disperse in the wind, then asked, "Lucas, is it because you liked me during that year we were together, or did you start liking me later?"Lucas responded, "Does it make a difference?"Aveline replied, "Maybe not, but I just want to know."Lucas took a drag from his cigarette, his cheeks hollowing in a way that exuded a mature sensuality. "I don't know."Aveline said calmly, "But the person I liked was the you from that year, not the you now. The you now is really detestable."Her expression was serene, her eyes devoid of any emotion. After saying this, she turned and walked away.Lucas' hand trembled slightly as he held his cigarette, feeling as if a knife had pierced his ch
"So, even though we're divorced, you won't consider my feelings at all, will you?" Aveline's voice was so soft it seemed like it might be carried away by the wind.Lucas loosened his grip on her wrist slightly. "Aveline, you can reconsider. We can remarry."Aveline jerked her wrist free with force. "No way. I will never remarry you!"Her eyes were icy cold as she turned and walked away quickly.Lucas stared at his empty hand, his gaze darkening. He watched her leave, then pulled out a cigarette and took a deep drag.Divorce? Never in this lifetime. Even in death, she would still be his!...Aveline didn't return to the studio. In the afternoon, she met up with Selena for grilled fish. The spicy dish warmed her from the inside out.Selena asked, "Now that you're divorced, what's your plan?"Aveline replied, "Finish the projects I'm working on, then quit and leave Cloudflare City."Selena's eyes lit up. "Where to? Take me with you!"Aveline said, "I haven't decided yet. I just know I do
Judy's voice was gentle and apologetic. "Sorry, he's in the shower. I'll let him know you called when he's done."Aveline raised an eyebrow. "Where exactly is he showering?"Judy was taken aback. Despite the suggestive context, Aveline kept probing. Still, she replied, "At a hotel."Aveline pressed on, "What's he doing at a hotel?"Judy was speechless.She glanced at the phone, doubting whether it was really Aveline on the other end. Any other woman would have hung up by now, right?Judy held her composure and said, "Miss Young, I'll let Lucas explain when he gets out."Aveline replied, "You can use his phone, but you can't tell me what you're doing at a hotel?"Judy fell silent.Selena stood nearby, covering her mouth to stifle her laughter, tears almost escaping from her eyes.Aveline shot her a glance and then told Judy, "You don't need to hang up. Just give him the phone when he's out. Meanwhile, we can chat."Judy was speechless once again, thinking, “Are you crazy? Who wants to
Selena looked at her with a touch of sympathy in her eyes. "My dear Aveline, if I had known, I never would have brought that awful man home."Aveline smiled wryly and said, "So, remember, never pick up a random man off the street."Selene kept quiet.When Lucas called, they were both in the media room watching a movie. Aveline glanced at her phone and then turned to Selena. "You keep watching. I need to take this call."Selena nodded and waved her off.Aveline stepped out of the media room, closed the door, and answered the phone. "Hello?"Lucas' deep, magnetic voice came through, "What do you need?"Aveline asked, "Done showering?"Lucas paused. "What shower?"Aveline explained what had happened earlier, her tone calm. "I thought you wouldn’t call me back so quickly."After all, it was only natural she would expect him to be engaged in some other activities after showering.Lucas' voice grew colder. "So, hearing another woman talk about me showering didn’t bother you at all?"Aveline
What exactly was their relationship?Judy clenched her fingers, then said, "Lucas, you still care about Miss Young, don't you? The reason I said that was to provoke her a little. What if she still has feelings for you? Hearing something like that would surely make her jealous and upset. I'm sorry, I overstepped. It won't happen again."In the dim light, Lucas's handsome face appeared cold and stern, his chiseled features sharp and unyielding. His eyes were devoid of warmth as he looked at Judy."Your actions were out of line," he said coolly, giving her no leniency.Judy's face showed a flash of embarrassment, and she quickly said, "I promise, it won't happen again."Lucas didn't spare her another glance. He turned to Desmond and said, "Get me a new phone."He handed his phone to Desmond, instructing him to transfer the data and switch the SIM card."Yes, sir."Desmond took the phone and left.In the private room, the suited men saw Lucas return and immediately stood to toast him."Mr.
Selena gritted her teeth. "Fine, I'll be there soon!"She hung up and put on a dramatic, mock-angry performance using her phone. Aveline watched, thoroughly amused.When Selena finished her act, she let out a heavy sigh and said, "Aveline, I can't stay with you tonight. Will you be lonely by yourself? How about I find you a hot guy? How about Sidney?"Aveline gently pushed her head. "You can just go peacefully.”Selena pouted and cried....Aaron's place was only a twenty-minute walk from Maple Garden. When Selena arrived, she rang the doorbell, glaring at Aaron with a stern expression.Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Cosplaying at this hour?"Selena asked, "Mr. Fletcher, what exactly about the blueprints do you find problematic?"Aaron smirked and invited her in. There were slippers ready at the door. Selena noticed them and slightly curled her lip.She sat down on the sofa without hesitation. Noticing the fried chicken and drinks on the coffee table, she didn't hold back. If she had to wo
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