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
Aveline looked at Selena helplessly and said, "I still want to live a long life."Selena slumped on the couch and said, "So what now? You can’t get rid of him, but you can’t accept him either."It was a frustrating situation.Aveline’s mood lightened a bit as she walked toward her bedroom, saying over her shoulder, "One step at a time. No matter what, I won’t let anyone around me get hurt by him."Whatever Sidney's feelings for her might be, that was his business. She couldn't control that, but she could control herself and keep her distance from him.After her shower, Aveline felt much calmer. If today didn’t go as planned, she’d try again tomorrow—or the day after, or even the next month. No matter how cold-hearted Lucas was, she was determined to make him stop targeting Sidney.…In the days that followed, Aveline began making breakfast for Lucas every morning. However, despite waiting at his door until she was almost late for work, he never came out.Three days later, she finally
Lucas' gaze was cold and deep as he responded, "Even as friends, you should approach business with seriousness. If your proposal can’t convince others, handing it directly to me is just a waste of my time."Judy bit her lip slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of disappointment as she looked at him. "Mr. Tudor, must you always be so harsh? I’m really curious—how did your ex-wife manage to live with you?"Lucas replied, "So, you're curious about other people's married lives now? That’s a bit inappropriate, don’t you think?"Judy pouted playfully. "You know that's not what I meant."Lucas remained indifferent. "Actually, I don’t."A strange feeling crossed Judy’s mind. Lucas’ attitude toward her seemed different now. She remembered how he used to treat her well, even to the point of neglecting Aveline for her. That special attention had caused Sophia to constantly target her. But it didn’t matter—Sophia was never really her competition.Now that Sophia had been kicked out of the Summer
Aveline ordered all of Lucas' favorite dishes, then handed the menu back to the server and looked at Judy. "Did you get all that, Miss Thompson?""I...," Judy hesitated, surprised that Aveline would take the initiative to tell her all this—as if she were trying to teach her. What kind of thought process was this? What exactly was Aveline thinking?Hearing Aveline’s words, Lucas' expression immediately turned colder, and the tension around him seemed to thicken.But Aveline appeared unfazed and calmly continued, "This way, you won’t have to ask him next time. I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that he’s not much of a talker."Judy felt a pang of irritation. "You don't need to worry about that. After spending more time together, I'll naturally pick up on these things.""Alright then," Aveline nodded, as if satisfied with the response.She then turned to Lucas and asked, "Have you thought about what I mentioned earlier?"Lucas’ sharp, handsome features hardened, and he didn’t even bother to g
The slap echoed loudly through the restroom.Judy clutched her cheek, staring at Aveline in disbelief. "You actually dared to hit me?"Aveline’s gaze was icy as she looked at her. "Yes, I did. Miss Thompson, you’re truly ungrateful. I tried to help you, and you turned around and insulted me. Don’t you think you deserved it?"Judy’s eyes filled with rage. "No one has ever dared to treat me like this! Aveline, you’re finished!"Aveline raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how exactly do you plan to finish me? I’ve recorded our conversation, Miss Thompson. So, if anything happens to me in the near future, you’ll be the prime suspect."Judy’s fury intensified as she glared at Aveline. "You just wait."Aveline let out a slight scoff, not bothering to respond further.Judy stormed out in anger, while Aveline calmly walked back toward the dining area. As she turned a corner, she found Lucas leaning against the wall, his expression cold as he looked at her."You’ve got some nerve, laying a hand on the
Resign.Leave.To disappear without a trace.If no one could find her, then those around her wouldn’t get caught in the crossfire. Aveline pressed her lips together, feeling that this plan might actually work.She had no close family, and only a few friends—Selena, Sidney, and Russell. Lucas couldn’t touch Russell, so Selena was his only leverage. If she could find a way to leave with Selena, it would solve the problem.And Sidney? Once she was gone, Lucas would have no reason to trouble him anymore.Yes, it seemed like a solid plan.Aveline pulled out her phone, hesitating on whether to tell Selena about her idea. No need to rush—she’d wait and see. If things didn’t improve, she would consider leaving.The whole afternoon, Aveline was preoccupied, her mind weighed down by her thoughts. Her mood didn’t improve even after work.When she returned to Maple Garden and stepped into the elevator, two others followed her inside. Aveline instinctively looked up, and when she saw who it was, he
Aveline opened the file and noticed the contact's last name was Blake, which made her hesitate. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed the number. The unfamiliar digits gave her a surprising sense of relief."Hello?"But when she heard Desmond’s voice on the other end, her mood soured immediately."Why is it you?"Desmond was momentarily taken aback. "Uh… Miss Young? Is there something you need from me?"He pretended to be surprised, but in reality, Lucas was sitting right next to him, listening in through the speakerphone.Aveline asked, "I received a commission to design a villa. Did you buy a villa? Are you getting married?"Desmond hesitated, glancing at Lucas for guidance.Lucas, maintaining his cold demeanor, gave nothing away, leaving Desmond to fend for himself.Desmond nervously stammered, "Ah… yes, it’s just a coincidence that the project landed with you. What a small world, huh?"Aveline, not buying the casual tone, asked, "What are your requirements? Let me know, and I’ll
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