Aveline jumped in fright! The string of unsettling events that night had nearly driven her to the edge—she was on the brink of a nervous breakdown.She quickly fumbled with her keys, desperate to get inside. But just as she managed to open the door, a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder and shoved her into the apartment, the figure following closely behind."Ah!" Aveline screamed, struggling wildly. She grabbed a heavy ceramic cat figurine from the entryway table and swung it at her assailant.The figurine was solid and heavy—definitely capable of doing some serious damage."Aveline." Lucas’ deep voice cut through the chaos as he caught her wrist, his brow furrowing as he looked at her pale, panicked face. "It’s me."Aveline’s hand froze mid-swing. Seeing Lucas’ familiar, striking face, her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving."What is wrong with you?" she shouted. "Why did you suddenly barge in? Why didn’t you make a sound? Are you insane?"She pounded on his chest with her
Aveline hesitated, suddenly considering a possibility she hadn’t thought of before. Could Lucas have secretly arranged for her protection? Maybe those two men were actually there to keep an eye on her.Her feelings grew more complicated.Selena chimed in, "Even if he’s trying to protect you, Aveline, it’s likely for his own reasons."Aveline sighed. "I just don’t get it.""What don’t you get?" "I don’t understand what he really wants," Aveline said with a hint of frustration. "When I was by his side, he was always unpredictable. But now that I’m not around, he seems to be even more intense."She suddenly turned to Selena. "Do you think there’s really something wrong with him?"Selena laughed at her comment. "Well, if you put it that way, maybe he does have some issues."After all, how else could you explain his constant mood swings and erratic behavior?Aveline shook her head. "Forget it. I won’t overthink it. Once I finish the design for his villa, I can finally walk away."Selena no
"How about a tie?" Selena suggested, her eyes sparkling as she glanced at the row of ties hanging on the wall.Aveline hesitated. "Do you think that's appropriate?""Why not?" Selena said with a smile. "You're both single, and it’s just a tie—it’s nothing too concerning."Aveline still felt a bit uncertain. She looked around the store, noting it was a high-end brand where even a shirt started at a hefty price. Finally, she walked over to the dress shirts, carefully selecting a white one before holding it up. "How about this?"Selena glanced at it and nodded, "That works too, but I don’t think Russell usually goes for this style. He’s more into casual wear."Aveline smiled. "Exactly, which is why I’m getting it. Since he doesn’t wear this often, there’s less chance of anyone reading too much into it."Selena blinked, clearly misinterpreting Aveline’s reasoning. "Oh, I see! So, you’re hoping he’ll keep it tucked away as a special item? Who knew you had such a clever strategy, Aveline?"A
Aveline tightened her grip on the bag, a flicker of surprise flashing in her eyes as she asked, "How did you know?"Aaron chuckled and then, with a knowing look, said, "I get it, I totally get it. You're preparing a surprise, right? Fine, I won't ask anymore."Aveline looked completely puzzled.But after a moment's thought, she realized that they were all part of the same circle, so it wasn't surprising that Aaron knew about Russell's birthday.Aveline didn't respond. She felt indifferent toward Aaron and had nothing to discuss with him.However, Aaron pulled out his phone and sent a message to Lucas."Guess who I just saw in the elevator?"Lucas replied, "Who?"Aaron texted, "Your ex-wife!"Lucas fell silent.Aaron texted, "Hahaha! But she was holding a bag, probably a birthday gift for you. But how did she know we're having a party here today?"Lucas asked, "Are you with her?"Aaron texted, “Yeah, in the elevator."Lucas replied, “Oh.”Aaron responded, "What do you mean by 'oh'?"Des
Aaron carefully observed Lucas' expression. He noticed that his demeanor had quickly turned cold, and even his entire aura had shifted.Aaron cleared his throat and said, "Well, maybe I got it wrong. He wasn’t here to celebrate your birthday. She was...""Shut up!"Lucas snapped, handing the phone back to him before getting up and walking away.Aaron fumbled to catch the phone and hurriedly asked, "Hey, where are you going?"...On the same floor, in another private room.Aveline pushed the door open and walked in. She saw Russell seated in the middle of the sofa, surrounded by a group of people. The atmosphere in the room was lively, and everyone was complimenting him."Russ," Aveline greeted as she approached, a faint smile appearing on her face.Russell heard her voice and looked her way. A charming smile immediately spread across his delicate, handsome face. "You’re here, have a seat."Seeing this, the people around quickly made space for Aveline.She walked over and handed him a b
Aveline pulled her hand back, giving Rina a cold look. "I have the right to be wherever I want. Don’t you think you’re overstepping, Miss Johnson?"Rina's face darkened further. "You wretch! How dare you show up at Russ’s birthday party? Get out!""Rina!"Russell's voice was noticeably colder as he stood up, pulling Aveline behind him. His usually warm eyes now held a hint of frost as he looked at Rina."Aveline is my guest.""Russ, she’s nothing but a fickle, untrustworthy woman who—"Seeing Russell stand up for Aveline only made Rina’s expression sour even more. She pointed accusingly at Aveline, her face full of resentment.Russell grasped her wrist, gently lowering her hand. "She’s my guest. She came to celebrate my birthday. Rina, you can’t act like this.""Russ!"Rina was furious. She wanted to throw Aveline out! She couldn’t stand seeing another woman near Russell! But with Russell’s expression already darkening, she knew that if she pushed any further, he might kick her out ins
Aveline stood quietly in the corner, watching Russell surrounded by the crowd, a hint of a smile appearing on her face.As the cheers filled the room, Russell, under the gaze of everyone, made a wish and blew out the candles. The lights in the room flickered back on, and he picked up the knife to cut the cake. Everyone watched eagerly, especially Rina, who looked at him with anticipation.In the past, Russell always gave the first slice of cake to her, and she was certain this year would be no different.But to her surprise, Russell turned and walked over to Aveline, holding the cake."This is for you."His handsome face carried a soft smile as he handed the cake to Aveline.Caught off guard, Aveline quickly accepted it. "Thank you."Russell reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his gesture full of affection.Just then, the door to the room suddenly burst open, the noise drawing everyone's attention. Lucas entered, carrying an air of cold intensity.Russell’s hand was still resting
Stepping out of the private room, the cold wind hit Aveline, jolting her back to reality. She abruptly pulled her hand away from Lucas, her eyes filled with confusion and disbelief as she looked at him."Lucas, what did you mean by what you just said?"Lucas glanced at his now empty hand, his expression already turning cold. His dark eyes brewed a storm of danger as he looked at the shock and bewilderment on her face. He let out a cold laugh."Hah, are you really that surprised? I told you, I’m not letting you go."He reached out, his hand gently brushing her face, relishing the turmoil in her eyes."Aveline, the divorce certificate is fake."Aveline’s slender figure swayed violently, and she grabbed his hand, her voice trembling. "Lucas, you’re lying, right? You’re just playing with me, aren’t you?"She couldn’t believe it!How could the divorce certificate be fake?How was that even possible?They had gone to the lawyer's office together, and she had checked the certificate countless
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