"And that line he used earlier, 'Don’t you like my face?'—ugh, it’s unbelievable. He’ll do anything to get what he wants." Selena sat beside her, thinking about what Lucas had said to Aveline earlier, and couldn’t help but shiver in disgust.Aveline fell silent for a moment.It really seemed like Lucas was behaving strangely. Had he realized that she had a weak spot for his face and was deliberately using that against her?Thinking more about what Selena said, it did seem to make sense. His behavior over the past few days wasn’t much different from before. When Aveline first met Lucas, he seemed lost and out of place, yet he trusted her without reason. If she suggested he read, he would do it. He was a remarkably quick learner, swiftly mastering sign language and handwriting. He’d often sit quietly on the living room sofa, absorbed in a book...Aveline abruptly shut her eyes, forcing herself to stop thinking about it. Those days were in the past.The Lucas of today wasn’t going to l
"Do you really have to divorce me?" Lucas stood in front of her, blocking any way out. His eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions as if there were countless words he wanted to say but couldn’t.Aveline tried to keep herself calm. She responded, "The court date is in three days, Lucas. What’s the point of saying this now?"Lucas reached out, gently caressing her face. "Aveline, do you really not love me anymore?"She turned her head slightly, avoiding his touch.His hand froze in mid-air as he saw the rejection on her face. He forced a smile, a mix of self-mockery and bitterness.Though he was a towering figure, at that moment, he seemed enveloped in a faint aura of loneliness and sorrow.He stared at her intently for a while before suddenly cupping the back of her neck and leaning in to kiss her."Mmph!" Aveline had been on guard, but she was no match for him.Her delicate lips were captured, and she struggled with all her might, but there was no escaping his hold.With one
He held her there for a long time, just embracing her, before finally letting her go.When Aveline’s feet touched the ground, the surreal feeling slowly faded. Her breathing remained unsteady, and her body felt weak, too drained to push him away.Lucas kept his grip on her until she was steady on her feet, then released her. His eyes, dark as the night, lingered on her for a long moment, but he said nothing before turning and leaving the room.The crisp scent that clung to him faded as he walked away.Aveline, nearly drained of all energy, emerged from the bathroom. As she sat on the edge of the bed, her emotions gradually settled.She thought..."Ave!" Selena’s voice called out suddenly.She rushed in, and seeing Aveline sitting on the bed, quickly asked, "I just saw Lucas leave. It looked like he’d been drinking, and his clothes were a mess. He didn’t do anything to you, did he?"As she spoke, her gaze landed on Aveline’s face, instantly noticing her swollen, kiss-bruised lips."Oh..
Aveline wanted to stop the car, but the man in the backseat seemed to sense her intention. He warned her, "If you dare stop, I'll stab you. I don’t care about living anymore!"Terrified, Aveline didn’t dare to pull over and continued driving. He might be ready to die, but she wasn’t!Her voice trembled as she asked, "W-what do you want?"The man didn’t answer. Instead, he pressed the knife against her neck harder, as if to teach her a lesson. The blade lightly sliced her skin, just enough to draw blood.A chill ran down Aveline’s spine, and only then did the searing pain register. Her brows knitted together in fear, and she dared not say another word.This man was serious—he could kill her at any moment!Who was he? Why had he kidnapped her? What was his goal?The car continued along the road, soon leaving the city and reaching the location the man had specified.The factory was long abandoned, its structure in disrepair and swaying with the autumn breeze. Scorched marks on the weathe
As she passed an abandoned factory, she stumbled upon a horrifying scene—two teenage boys bound together, and a man splashing gasoline around them, threatening to burn them alive. The sight terrified her, but she knew the boys were moments from death.In a panic, she fled the scene and ran until she found a supermarket where she called the police. By the time the police arrived, she had fainted.When she woke up, she found herself back at the orphanage, her fever having erased the memories of that fateful day. Now, those memories flashed through her mind like a film on fast-forward. With a jolt of shock, she realized Darren was the very man who had intended to kill the teenagers!"It was you who did wrong, you deserve to be in jail. Why are you blaming me?" Aveline remembered and lunged at Darren. Caught off guard, she knocked Darren down!Aveline scrambled to her feet and ran with all her might. She had to escape!The realization hit her like a thunderbolt. At last, she understood t
When Lucas received the call, his expression instantly turned icy. He looked at Desmond and spoke in a stern tone, "Have Maria locate Aveline's current position immediately, and gather the team."Desmond hesitated slightly. "But Mr. Tudor, the shareholders' meeting is about to start. If you don't attend now...""Go, now!" Lucas's urgency was unmistakable.He was already standing outside the Tudor Group building. Without another word, he turned and got into his car, driving off in a specific direction.As Lucas thought about the old place that Darren had mentioned, painful memories came flooding back. He and Leo had been kidnapped and kept in an abandoned factory for days. Five days without food or water had left them utterly drained.During those five days, the Tudor family hadn’t appeared. The kidnapper, enraged by the delay, brought gasoline and doused the factory floor with it.The overpowering stench made them both realize they might not survive.Just when they were losing all hop
At that moment, Lucas's phone rang. He tapped his Bluetooth headset, his heart racing.Desmond's urgent voice crackled through, "Mr. Tudor, we've located your wife. She's being held in an abandoned factory near the forest on the west side of the city."Lucas' handsome face tightened even further, his eyes bloodshot as he stared ahead. His voice was cold as he said, "Go to the shareholders' meeting for me. You don't need to do anything, just make sure those old men there stay calm."Desmond hesitated briefly before replying, "...Alright."The pressure was immense.After a pause, Desmond added, "By the way, Maria found out that Russell is also heading there with his men.""I know," Lucas replied curtly before ending the call.At the abandoned factory, Aveline adjusted herself into a more comfortable sitting position. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered in dust. Her clear, cold eyes were fixed on Darren, who was still toying with the lighter."Why did you kidnap Lucas and hi
"Aveline, don't be afraid! I'll get you out of there!" Russell's voice echoed through the factory."Hey!" Darren snapped, his eyes narrowing to slits. "What am I, invisible? You're shouting like that right in front of me?"Russell's gaze shifted, locking onto Darren. His voice turned cold. "So, you contacted Lucas and demanded money from him. But even if I pay you and he doesn't, you still won't let her go, will you?"Darren replied, "That’s right."He continued to fiddle with the lighter, opening and closing it, making everyone tense with anxiety.Russell’s expression remained cold. "Kidnapping and extortion are crimes. You just got out, do you really want to go back to jail again?"Darren laughed. "As long as you pay up and help me get away, how could I get caught?"His eyes gleamed with a hint of madness. "Hurry up and decide. My patience is running out."Russell turned to his men. "Go to the bank and transfer the money." Then he looked back at Darren. "Give me your account number.
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