The next day.When Aveline arrived at the studio, she was shocked to see Sidney at his desk, his face covered in bruises and his fingers struggling to type on the keyboard.She hurried over and asked, "Sidney, what happened to you?"Sidney looked up at her and managed a smile, though the effort caused his lips to twitch in pain, contorting his expression. "I'm... fine," he said with difficulty. "After I left your place last night, I ran into Mr. Tudor. He suggested we spar a bit, so I agreed. Don’t worry about me, I’m really okay."Aveline frowned. "Just a spar?"If it was just a sparring match, how did he end up in such a bad state?Sidney chuckled softly. " Yeah, it was just sparring. I’m really okay—it looks worse than it is, just some surface wounds. Please, don’t hold it against Mr. Tudor because of me."There was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes. "In the end, it’s just because I’m not strong enough."Aveline pressed her lips together and then turned to leave. When she retu
Lucas scanned the information briefly before saying, "Make it clear—any hospital that accepts his mother will be considered an enemy of the Tudor family.""Understood!" Desmond nodded and left the office.Lucas picked up his phone again, glaring at the image that had irritated him earlier. A cold, disdainful glint flashed in his dark eyes.Later that afternoon, Sidney received a frantic call from the caregiver."Sidney, what do we do? Your mother’s been kicked out of the hospital! They said the medical bills have gone unpaid for too long, and they won’t take her back."Sidney shot up from his seat. "Where are you now?""We’re at the hospital entrance. Your mother’s passed out, but no one’s coming to help her. Sidney, what should we do?"Panic overtook Sidney as he quickly left the studio.As he rushed out, he nearly collided with Aveline. She stepped back and asked, "What’s wrong?""Sorry, something’s happened at home. I need to go," Sidney said, his face full of anxiety."Do you need
Russell glanced at her and asked, "Do you think this is just a coincidence?"Aveline lowered her gaze, her expression complicated. "I have a pretty good idea who’s behind this."When she first met with Sidney, he had already told her that none of the major hospitals in Cloudflare City would admit his mother for treatment, no matter how much he pleaded.In Cloudflare City, there were plenty of people with the power to do something like this, but only one person who actually would.So, she had called Russell.By moving Sidney’s mother to the Skyler family’s hospital, they were out of the reach of the Tudors. With Russell’s influence, Sidney’s mother wouldn’t be turned away again.She felt deeply grateful for Russell’s timely help but was equally saddened, unable to understand why Lucas was being so ruthless.Was he really that heartless?Russell studied her. "Aveline, if you keep going back and forth with him, the number of people he targets will only grow."Aveline didn’t respond, a fai
"You!"A flash of anger appeared in Aveline's eyes, but it quickly faded away. After all, she was the one asking for help. Even though the biggest villain was him, what could she do? He held the power, able to act as he pleased.Aveline softened her stance and said, "Lucas, I'm begging you, can you stop targeting everyone else?"Her tone was gentle, like a soft stream of water flowing over the heart, warm and comforting. She used to speak to him like this all the time. But it had been a long while since she last spoke to him this way.Lucas tightened his grip on her chin and suddenly leaned in closer. Aveline's eyelashes fluttered twice, but she didn’t pull away. She thought he was about to do what he usually liked to do, but unexpectedly, he released her and said coldly, "Make me dinner."Feeling relieved, she nodded. "Alright."He just wanted her to cook; it wasn't a challenge for her. She headed straight into the kitchen, using whatever ingredients were available, and started cooki
Aveline's body tensed, instinctively wanting to struggle, but she forced herself to remain still. She knew this was what he ultimately wanted; everything that happened before was just a prelude. She had already prepared herself mentally for this.But just when she expected him to take the next step, he simply held her for a long time. Aveline's body remained rigid, her lips pressed into a tight line.Lucas could sense her tension. The living room was so quiet that the subtle sound of their intertwined breathing was the only thing that broke the silence.Suddenly, Lucas released her, his deep, magnetic voice cool as he said, "Goodbye."Aveline froze, surprised by his words. She looked at him, confused.Lucas frowned, "What's with that expression? Are you disappointed?"Aveline quickly stood up. "It's late. I'll head home now."Without waiting for a response, she hurried out. Lucas watched her retreating figure until the door closed, cutting off his view.He pulled out a cigarette, lit i
"Friends?"Lucas scoffed as if he'd just heard a joke. "Selena’s been doing everything she can to push you two together. She’s practically ready to throw you an engagement party, and you’re telling me it’s just friendship?"Aveline's lips curled slightly. "She just loves playing matchmaker, but I decide who I want to date or make friends with.”Lucas replied, "Then tell her that playing matchmaker will only cause trouble."Aveline's lips twitched again. Selena would matchmake with any man except Lucas. Her disdain for him ran deep.Aveline tried again, saying, "So, can you stop targeting Sidney, please?"Lucas' expression turned colder. "We'll see."Just then, the elevator doors opened, and he walked out without another word, leaving her with yet another ambiguous answer. Aveline sighed helplessly. Why was it so hard to reach an agreement with him?…When she arrived at the studio, she noticed Sidney looking exhausted. It was clear he hadn't rested well the previous night. However, t
Aveline quickly waved her hands and said, "No need, Ma’am. I came to visit you, so let me stay here and chat with you for a while."Sidney chimed in, "Perfect timing—I have something to take care of, so you two can talk."Ruth paused, then smiled helplessly. "This rascal."Aveline sat down by the bedside and began chatting with Ruth, learning a lot about Sidney's past. It seemed Ruth hadn’t had a chance to chat like this in a long time, and once she started, she couldn’t stop.By the time Sidney returned, Ruth was in the middle of sharing some of his childhood embarrassments."Mom," Sidney quickly interjected, "I was only gone for a short while, and you're already spilling all my secrets?"Ruth chuckled warmly. "Every kid has their share of embarrassing moments. It's nothing to stress over."Sidney sighed.Aveline looked at him with a smile. "Did you get everything sorted?"Sidney nodded. "Yeah, all done."Aveline stood up and turned to Ruth. "It's getting late, so I’ll head out now. P
Aveline felt a surge of frustration building up inside her. Lucas was so unpredictable! However, she couldn't afford to give up now—not when things were still unresolved. Especially after her conversation with Ruth today, the guilt and responsibility weighed even heavier on her. If it weren't for her, Ruth wouldn't have suffered so much.Exhaling slowly, Aveline asked, "Lucas, why don't you want to talk to me? Is it something I said? Should I change the way I speak?"Lucas raised an eyebrow, clearly annoyed. He was starting to think he should limit her time with Selena—she was definitely picking up some bad habits.Without warning, he grabbed her and yanked her inside, slamming the door shut before pinning her against it."Uh…" Aveline let out a soft gasp, caught off guard by his sudden move.Lucas stared at her intensely. "Go ahead, change it. Let's see.""I…" Aveline started to speak but stopped short when she met his gaze. The words seemed to stick in her throat as if she couldn't
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