Lucas's voice turned icy. "If you don’t fire him, you can kiss your studio goodbye."But Maria remained unfazed. "Go ahead, but if I lose my studio, Aveline loses her job. And once she discovers our connection, she’ll never forgive you."Lucas was momentarily speechless.His subordinates had become defiant.Maria, sensing her advantage, continued with a smug smile, "Boss, Sidney's actually quite decent. But don’t worry, nothing you’re concerned about will happen because I've got my eye on him."That seemed to put Lucas at ease.He ended the call without another word. Maria looked at her phone, unable to suppress a grin. She glanced up and saw Sidney diligently working on a drawing outside her office....Aveline drove back to Maple Garden, and sure enough, she spotted the man standing at the entrance of the complex.Selena was inside, arms crossed. When she saw Aveline’s car pull up, she quickly ran over.Aveline parked the car, got out, and asked, "When did you spot him?"Selena repli
But he wasn’t Lucas.She had no intention of repeating her past mistakes."I don’t know you. Either I help you report this to the police, or I’m going home," Aveline said coldly.The man continued to stare at her, his eyes resembling Lucas’. However, unlike Lucas' intense gaze, his eyes were filled with a pitiable innocence, as pure as a blank slate.Aveline turned to leave. "Let’s go home."Selena followed her, asking, "Are you really going to leave him there?"Aveline responded, "Why should I care?"Selena teased, "I thought you might take him in, maybe relive some old feelings. After all, situations like this don’t happen every day."Aveline sighed. "Do I look like I have that much free time?"Selena chuckled, glancing back to see the man still standing there, watching them, looking every bit like a lost puppy."He’s still looking at us," Selena noted.Aveline got into the car. "You go ahead. I’ll park the car.""Okay."Once Aveline returned to her apartment, she collapsed onto the
Lucas' expression froze, his sharp eyes fixed on her. "You're really not renewing the contract?"Aveline shook her head. "No, I don't need the money anymore."Lucas was momentarily speechless.If money wasn’t enough to sway her, what else could he offer to keep her?His health was gradually improving, and the court hearing was only a matter of time. He could choose to avoid it indefinitely, but that wasn’t a real solution.What he wanted was to grow closer to her, not to maintain this fragile façade of calm.Their relationship felt too delicate as if it could shatter with the slightest touch.Aveline packed up the lunchbox and left without giving him a second glance.There was no hesitation in her departure.Lucas leaned back against the headboard, tilting his head slightly and closing his eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, and a heavy, oppressive atmosphere settled around him.Just then, his phone rang. He answered it. "Hello?"Desmond's voice came through, "Mr. Tudor, the
"Come in," Lucas said flatly, his voice devoid of emotion.The door opened, and Judy walked in. Seeing that his complexion had improved, she stood by the bed, her gaze filled with a mix of emotions."I never imagined you could be so calculating," Judy finally spoke, offering her assessment.Lucas looked at her coolly. "We both got what we needed. Isn’t it a bit late to be discussing this now?"During their collaboration with DK Group, the Thompson family had reaped numerous benefits, yet now she was here to accuse him of being manipulative.Judy clenched the bag in her hand. "Lucas, I genuinely wanted to get along with you, so why did you use me?"Lucas remained indifferent. "Is there anything else you need?"Judy, however, continued, "You used me to provoke Aveline, but what was the result? She doesn’t care about you at all. So, what if you’ve gained so much? Aveline still wants to divorce you!"She aimed for his most vulnerable spot with her words, knowing they would sting.She truly
Aveline fumed at the thought of Lucas brazenly living here, acting like he was a victim dragged into this mess by her. The nerve of that man! He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. He was secretly plotting to seize control of the Tudor family’s company, yet he played the part of a pitiable figure cast out in front of her. "How despicable!"She slammed a pillow with such force that it became misshapen.“Hey, babe, what did that poor pillow ever do to you?” came Selena's hesitant voice.Aveline closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I’m just frustrated and needed to vent."Selena approached her. “Well, venting like that isn’t going to help much. How about I take you somewhere fun?”Aveline looked over at her. “What kind of place?”Selena grinned mischievously. “Come on, let's get dressed up first.”By the time they were ready, the sky had already darkened. Selena, gazing at the exquisite makeup on Aveline's face, couldn’t help but admire her. “Ave, you’re stunning even wit
The man's tie hung loosely around his neck, and there was an untamed, primal energy about him as if he was about to break free from the shackles of restraint. His appearance elicited screams from many of the women in the crowd.Selena excitedly grabbed Aveline's arm. “He’s so hot! I really want to feel his abs. I bet they’re amazing to touch.”Aveline watched the man for a moment but felt no particular excitement.With the rhythm of the music, the man began to dance, and each time the beat hit a crescendo, he removed another piece of clothing. First, it was the tie.Then, the shirt.And finally, the belt.By the end, he was bare-chested, finishing the dance with nothing on his upper body.The lights shifted again. He picked up a microphone, and as the music started once more, he began to sing. Moving forward, he reached out, grasping a woman's hand, interlacing his fingers with hers. His gaze was intense and affectionate as if each lyric was a declaration of love meant just for her.A
“Hey, beautiful, the night is still young. Where are you heading? Why don’t you stay and have a few drinks with us?” The man with dyed blonde hair, clearly the leader, smirked as he eyed Aveline and Selena. His gaze lingered, clearly captivated by their beauty.Aveline frowned. “Not tonight, maybe another time.”She grabbed Selena's hand and tried to move past them. But the leader swiftly blocked their path. “So, when would be a good time, then? We’re not asking for much, just hoping to make friends with two beautiful ladies like yourselves. Come on, have a drink with us, and we’ll leave you alone. How about that?”Yeah, right! If they went with these men, who knew what might happen.Outnumbered, Selena chose not to provoke them. Instead, she discreetly pulled out her phone to call the police.“What are you doing, gorgeous?”Just then, a hand shot out from behind and snatched her phone away, smashing it to pieces when they saw she was calling for help.“Come on, beautiful, that’s not
Selena thought for a moment. It did seem like the right thing to do, so she nodded. “Okay, let’s go together.”At the police station, Aveline and Selena testified on the man’s behalf. Both the man and the blonde-haired leader were injured, but since the latter had been the one causing trouble, he would be held accountable. The man was allowed to leave after giving his statement.Outside the station, Aveline suggested, “Let’s go to the hospital and get those wounds treated.”The man’s forehead was bleeding from a cut, and blood trickled down from it.He looked at Aveline, suddenly breaking into a broad smile, his eyes incredibly clear and bright. “I’m just glad you’re okay.”Aveline hesitated, taken aback for a moment.Selena leaned in closer and whispered in her ear, “Sounds like a familiar line, doesn’t it?”Aveline was speechless.She looked at him. “Do you remember your name now?”The man nodded. “I remember a little… I think my name is Leo.”Aveline nodded. “Alright, Leo, let’s he
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