By evening, the business partners in Larbor City had heard about Lucas' accident and came to visit him. Aveline observed quietly from the side, not saying a word.After everyone left, she closed the door and asked, "Earlier, you mentioned the brakes failed. Do you think it was intentional?"Lucas replied, "It's possible."Aveline frowned. "Who would do such a thing? What would they gain from it?"Lucas explained, "There are many benefits. It could be someone from Cloudflare City extending their reach here. If I were to die, there would be no one to inherit the Tudor family."Currently, Lucas was the sole heir to the Tudor family. If he died, there would be no one to carry on the family line, and others would likely tear the family apart to take their share. The vast wealth and resources of the Tudor family would be a significant gain for anyone involved.Aveline's expression grew more serious. After thinking for a moment, she walked to the bedside and said firmly, "So, once we get back
Lucas' mouth twitched slightly as he said calmly, "Brian, stop glaring at her. She's easily scared."Brian did not utter a reply and Aveline remained quiet.A faint sense of awkwardness filled the car.They soon arrived at their destination, an abandoned warehouse. Aveline got out of the car and squinted at the building. "Why are we here?"Lucas said, "The person is inside."Aveline looked at the tightly closed doors of the warehouse, her lips pressed together.Brian walked over, and the two bodyguards standing at the door greeted him with a nod, "Mr. Cooper."Brian waved his hand, and the bodyguards opened the door.Brian turned to Lucas. "Mr. Tudor, the person is inside."Lucas asked, "Did he confess?"Brian replied, "He said he'll talk when he sees you."A cold, faint smile appeared on Lucas' handsome and sharp face as he walked straight into the warehouse.Aveline hesitated but followed. She had witnessed the incident, so she needed to know who was behind it to be mentally prepare
The man widened his eyes in shock. "I... I already told you everything. Why do you still want to cut off my hand?"Brian replied coldly, "I said we'd let you go, but I didn't say we'd let you leave intact. Do it!"In the car, Aveline anxiously looked around. She only relaxed when she saw Lucas' tall, imposing figure emerging from the abandoned warehouse.As Lucas got into the car, she immediately asked, "Did you find out anything?"Lucas responded, "Yes."Aveline leaned in closer. "Who tampered with your car?"There had been some distance between them, but as she moved closer, the space vanished, and the faint scent of her perfume filled the air. Lucas lowered his gaze, his eyes falling on her face, remembering how she had cried until she choked, her eyes extremely red, looking utterly heartbroken."Not scared anymore?" he asked.Aveline replied, "Of course I'm scared, but I want to know who is behind this. That way, I can be mentally prepared."Lucas asked, "Mentally prepared for what
She just wanted to punish Lucas a little!"You've been too reckless!" Hank’s expression darkened as he pointed at Judy angrily. "You're staying home from now on. You're not allowed to go anywhere!"With that, he turned and hurried to his study....Back at the hotel.Aveline started packing her things. She didn't have much, as she had bought most of her stuff after arriving.She packed everything into a small bag and was about to leave when the door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in. Brian followed behind, giving her a cold look.Aveline instinctively took a step back. Why was he always glaring at her?Lucas saw that she had finished packing and walked over. "Wait a moment, we'll leave together."Aveline blinked. "Once we get back, let's finalize the divo—"Lucas suddenly covered her mouth. "Wait for me."He then turned and entered the study with the middle-aged man.Aveline frowned. Why didn't he let her finish?Brian stood by the study door, giving her another cold look.Avelin
It was late at night, and the surroundings were completely silent. There wasn't a single person in sight, let alone any taxis. Remembering the strange phone call she had received, Aveline felt more and more uneasy.She clutched her bag tightly and said, "We're about to get divorced. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to stay at your place?""Are we divorced yet?" Lucas asked, looking at her.Aveline replied, "No."Lucas continued, "Then what are you hesitating for? What, are you afraid you won't be able to control yourself and make a move on me?"Aveline looked at him as if he were crazy. "Haha, you're so full of yourself!"With that, she walked straight to his car. Make a move on him? That was absolutely impossible!Lucas watched her back, the smile on his lips deepening.At the Tudor residence, the butler had been informed of Lucas' return, and the entire villa was brightly lit.Aveline walked in, saw the butler, and suddenly thought of something. She asked in confusion, "Have you b
His shirt hung loosely in front, fluttering gently as he moved, revealing his well-defined muscles. From Aveline's angle, she had a perfect view of his chiseled abs.Her heartbeat seemed to quicken.Lucas had already reached her and leaned down slightly, his handsome and sharp face holding a hint of a smile. "Not looking?"Aveline's face turned a deep shade of red. Then, as if a thought had struck her, the embarrassment and hesitation disappeared."So what if I look? We haven't divorced yet. You're my husband. I can look, and I can touch too!"She reached out to touch his abs. Hmm... they felt really good!Lucas froze for a moment, her cool but soft hand on his muscles making them instinctively tense up.A gleam of triumph appeared in Aveline's eyes. "Alright, it's late. Let's sleep."She started to pull her hand back, but Lucas grabbed her wrist, leaning over and pressing her onto the sofa.Aveline was stunned. "Hey, what are you doing?""You touched me," Lucas said."So what if I di
He was the one who proposed the divorce, yet he was also the one who kept delaying it. She used to wonder what he was thinking, but not anymore. If he didn't fulfill her wish, then he shouldn't think about being responsible for Sophia either. Unless, of course, he wanted Sophia to be an affair. She thought he wouldn't do that. After all, Sophia still held an important place in his heart.Aveline felt a pang of self-mockery, her eyes stinging with unshed tears. She quickly shut her eyes, determined not to let her emotions overflow.After a long while, she heard the sound of the door closing. At that moment, it felt like her heart had been smashed by a sledgehammer, shattered completely, the pain so intense it became numbness.She bit her lip hard, but eventually, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and the tears began to fall. Her mind was filled with memories of his gentleness over the past few days, and she felt as if she had been transported back to the days when they were happy
Aveline walked for nearly an hour before she finally managed to flag down a taxi. After giving the address, she stared out the window.It was late at night, and there wasn't a soul on the road.The driver glanced at her and suddenly asked, "Miss, why are you walking alone on the street so late? It's not safe."Aveline snapped back to reality and looked at the driver. He was wearing a hat and a mask, only his eyes were visible, which made her feel uneasy."I had a fight with my husband. He'll be here soon," she said.The driver responded, "Why run out after a fight? It's dangerous if you meet bad people."Aveline smiled, "You're very kind, driver. I'll be more careful next time."The driver smiled and didn't say anything more.Aveline remained alert until the car reached her apartment complex. The driver then asked, "Which building do you live in? I can drop you off right at the entrance so you don't have to walk."Aveline replied, "No need, thank you."The driver insisted, "It's no tro
Just as Jolie turned to leave, she caught sight of a man standing not far away. She froze for a moment. Gavin? What was he doing here? Beside him stood a property manager, seemingly discussing something with him. Jolie hesitated, debating whether to greet him. But before she could decide, Gavin’s gaze shifted away, making the decision for her. Alright. No need to say hello then. She let her half-raised hand fall back to her side and headed toward the elevator. After stepping in, she pressed her floor’s button. Just as the doors were about to close, a hand suddenly reached in, triggering the sensors. The doors slid open again, revealing Gavin’s cool, unreadable gaze. “Mr. Cooper. What a coincidence,” Jolie said awkwardly, now left with no choice but to acknowledge him. Gavin stepped inside without a word, turning his back to her as he pressed the button for the 22nd floor—one floor above hers. Seriously? He had a place here too? In the same building, no less? Jol
Ian was surprised. "What’s so urgent?" Jolie paused for a moment before replying, "It’s about our partnership." "Alright," Ian agreed easily. Jolie quickly sent him her location and then began deliberating on how best to approach the conversation. Since she was the one ending their arrangement, she felt it necessary to handle things with care. After some thought, she decided to invite him to dinner. She couldn’t leave the apartment, but fortunately, there were plenty of ingredients at home. She prepared a simple yet thoughtful meal. By evening, the doorbell rang. Jolie walked to the door and cautiously peeked through the peephole. After confirming it was Ian, she opened the door. "I didn’t expect the address you sent me to be your home," Ian said with a polite, warm smile. "Is it okay for me to come in?" Jolie nodded. "It’s fine. Come in." She handed him a pair of disposable slippers. After switching his shoes, Ian stepped inside and glanced around. "Why are you here?
Jolie nodded. "Yes." Selena continued, “So, because you already had some contact with Gavin, the Quin family saw an opportunity and started pushing you toward him.” Jolie nodded again. “Then go along with it,” Selena said simply. “What?” Jolie looked at her in confusion. “But wouldn’t that mean giving them exactly what they want?” “Oh, you silly girl.” Selena gave her a soft, almost indulgent smile. “Do you think someone like Gavin Cooper is that easy to manipulate? Do you really think the Quin family can control him just by sending you to him? “Quite the opposite. If you truly manage to win him over, to the point where he’s devoted to you, then you’ll hold all the cards. If you tell him to keep his distance from the Quin family, they’ll end up with nothing—no leverage, no benefits. They’d be left with nothing but regret.” Jolie listened, her eyes gradually widening as if a whole new world had opened up before her. Selena spread her hands. “Expand your perspective. The w
Jolie froze, realizing she’d let something slip. Her gaze darted nervously as she stammered, “Oh, uh, maybe? Maybe not? I might have remembered wrong…”Selena narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing her closely. Under that piercing gaze, Jolie’s confidence crumbled, and she finally avoided eye contact altogether. The atmosphere in the living room grew tense as Selena remained silent, simply staring at her. Unable to bear the pressure any longer, Jolie threw up her hands in surrender. “I give up! I’ll confess! Just stop looking at me like that. You’re making me panic!” Selena crossed her arms and raised her chin. “Start talking. Tell me everything.” “Um…” Jolie coughed awkwardly, finding it hard to voice the details. “Hmm?” Selena’s sharp gaze cut through her hesitation, making Jolie deflate instantly. “Well,” Jolie began hesitantly, “at a banquet at the Cooper family home, I was, uh, drugged… and Gavin took me to a room to help me. Then… um… one thing led to another, and… somethi
Selena rattled off a list of her favorite dishes as if reciting a menu, and only then did Jolie feel satisfied and leave her alone. Selena let out a deep breath, visibly relieved. Watching from the side, Aaron reached out and playfully pinched her cheek. “She’s your sister. Why are you so tense and awkward around her?” Selena pushed his hand away and walked to the balcony, her soft lips pressing into a thin line, her expression growing serious. Aaron followed, studying her carefully. “I don’t know,” she said after a long pause. “I feel so much resentment toward the Quin family, but my feelings toward her are complicated. At first, every time I saw her, I’d think of the Quins, and it annoyed me. “But over time, I realized she’s not like the others. She carries the same last name, but she’s different. On the surface, it looks like she’s pampered, but in reality, she’s living a much harder life.” As she spoke, her tone softened. “When I realized that, I found myself getting
Aaron watched the scene unfold with a faint smirk, clearly amused and making no effort to intervene. Selena’s eyes grew even more resentful as she glanced at him, silently begging for rescue. After a moment, Jolie finally released her, noticing the stiffness in her posture. With reddened eyes, she said softly, “I’ll take a look around.”“Go on, go on,” Selena said quickly, waving her hand like she had just been freed from a burden.Jolie began exploring the apartment. The three-hundred-square-meter flat was spacious and fully equipped. With just a few groceries and some basic household items, it was ready to live in. When she returned to the living room, she saw Selena ending a phone call. “I’ve already arranged for someone to pick up what you need. For now, don’t go out,” Selena said firmly.Jolie hesitated. “The flight lands in a few hours. Are you sure no one will realize something’s off?” “They won’t,” Selena replied confidently. She opened her phone and pulled up two pho
Daisy said, "I’ll go with you."Jolie didn’t respond, simply turning and heading toward the restroom. The restroom was spacious, and Jolie entered one of the stalls, locking the door behind her. Daisy waited near the sinks, glancing at her watch. After five minutes, her brow furrowed. “Jolie?” she called out. From inside, Jolie answered faintly, “My stomach hurts.” Daisy stepped closer to the stall. “Is it serious?” “It shouldn’t be,” Jolie replied. “I’ll be fine in a bit.” “Alright, I’ll wait outside,” Daisy said, though her expression showed growing impatience. The restroom wasn’t in the VIP lounge, so it was busier and less pristine than Daisy was used to. She stood with an air of distaste, her irritation evident in her posture. “Excuse me, whose luggage is this? One of the bags seems to be damaged,” an airport staff member said, approaching with a phone displaying a photo of the suitcase in question. Daisy glanced at the screen, her frown deepening. “It’s mine.
It was nothing short of breaking news! If this got out, the entire company would lose their minds in an explosion of gossip! The assistant fought to keep his excitement in check, pulled out his phone, and started digging into Jolie’s situation. In less than ten minutes, he returned, his expression serious as he knocked on Gavin’s office door. “Mr. Cooper, I’ve got an update. Miss Quin is currently at the Quin family home. I also found out she’s booked on a flight tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. to Montara for a year-long program.” Gavin, who had been reviewing documents, looked up sharply, his brows furrowing. “Studying abroad?” “Yes, that’s correct,” the assistant confirmed. “The Quins booked her ticket before she was even discharged from the hospital.” Such a rushed departure—why the urgency? The assistant glanced at Gavin’s unreadable expression and cautiously asked, “Mr. Cooper, should I dig further? Maybe find out the reason for her trip?” “No need,” Gavin replied coo
As expected.Jolie lowered her gaze slightly. Her pale face carried a fragile determination as she sat at the edge of the dining table. Her slender frame looked too weak to resist, yet the defiance in her eyes told another story.She couldn’t escape. But she wasn’t willing to give in. “I won’t break up with him,” she said, raising her eyes with a clear and unwavering resolve. Terence let out a cold laugh. “Well, you’ve got guts. You really are my daughter. Let’s see how long your resolve lasts!” With that, he abruptly stood and stormed out of the dining room. Daisy frowned at Jolie. “Jolie, why are you so stubborn? Ian Wheeler isn’t the right person for you. Why won’t you listen to us? Do you really think we’d harm you?” Jolie replied calmly, “Is what’s ‘right’ always the best?” “Of course,” Daisy said firmly. “If someone fits in every way, that’s what’s best.” “I don’t agree,” Jolie said softly, her gaze dropping as she rejected her mother’s words. “You’re being too