Aveline looked at Hilda's thin, pale figure with a calm expression. "If you don’t tell me what I need to know, I won’t help you leave. Do you think I’m desperate to get back what was taken from me? You’re wrong. This whole matter has never really mattered to me. Whether I have parents or not isn’t important."Hilda's face immediately darkened. She stood up, her eyes filled with agitation. "How can you be indifferent? She stole everything that belonged to you! Do you know how wealthy your parents are? You were supposed to be the daughter of a rich family, but she took it all away. Are you really willing to let that go?"A cold light shimmered in Aveline's clear eyes. "Since she could take my place, it only meant you were the accomplice. How can I trust you didn’t let greed cloud your judgment?"Hilda hesitated, her face paling further. "Aveline… she won’t help me, and she won’t spare you either. Your existence is a ticking time bomb. She’ll find a way to get rid of you, so you won’t
Lucas continued to gaze at her face, speaking seriously, "Aveline, think about it carefully. Are you really at a loss?"Aveline hesitated for a moment. If she thought it through, it didn’t seem like she was losing out at all.Lucas was the one putting in the money and effort, and on top of that, he only wanted to sleep with her. His skills in bed were undeniable, and he brought her considerable pleasure. It was just a matter of spending a bit of time in bed with him. Besides, it wasn’t like it was their first time. There wasn’t much to be conflicted or to struggle over.After a pause, she replied, "I need to think about it."Lucas nodded. "Let me know when you’ve made up your mind."Aveline didn't respond, turning away and leaving. Lucas watched her retreating figure, a faint smile slowly appearing on his lips.Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen—it was Baron calling."Yes?" he answered.Baron’s voice was respectful. "Mr. Tudor, we’ve investigated what Mrs. Tu
Zachary smiled wryly. "Never mind, just follow your own instincts and decide for yourself."Aveline watched the children playing, falling deep into thought. What did she really want? The truth was, she did want to know what kind of people her biological parents were.So, maybe she should dig deeper, take a look, and see where it led. Who knows? Perhaps she was destined to have parents after all. Once she made up her mind, the uncertainty faded away.That evening, after taking a shower, she sent a message to Lucas. “I have something to discuss with you. Can you come over?”It hadn’t even been five minutes before there was a knock on her door.Aveline got up, took a deep breath, and opened the door. Before she could say anything, Lucas leaned in, cupped her face, and kissed her. Her body stiffened, but she didn't resist. After all, she had asked him to come over to talk about this, hadn’t she? He seemed to know exactly what she meant.“Mm… the door,” Aveline managed to
Lucas leaned in closer, his face only inches from hers. Seeing her cool, indifferent expression, he smirked slightly. "Aveline, are you just pretending not to know me now that you’ve gotten what you wanted?"Aveline frowned, "When did I ever pretend not to know you?""Then why won't you let me have a kiss?" Lucas countered.Aveline was at a loss for words. She pushed him away and stood up, saying, "Lucas, what we have is just a transaction. I hope you won’t complicate it with anything else. It won’t do either of us any good."Lucas looked at her overly composed face and chuckled, "But I think it does me a lot of good.""Will you do what I asked or not?" Aveline demanded, clearly frustrated by his persistence."Of course," Lucas replied as he moved closer to her, his voice soothing, "Since you asked, I’ll do it, and I’ll make sure it’s done perfectly."Satisfied with his answer, Aveline turned and left. With Lucas’ help, she wouldn’t have to worry about sending Hilda away. She decide
Aveline had decided to completely ignore him.However… she glanced up at him just as he finished another phone call.“Hmm?” Lucas noticed her gaze and looked back at her with an easy, relaxed expression. The coldness in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a gentle warmth that seemed to draw her in like he wanted to melt her with his gaze.Fortunately, the walls around her heart remained firmly in place."I'm going to see Zane," she said.Lucas nodded. "Go ahead."Aveline continued, "You've been tormenting his son. Won't you feel any guilt when you see him?"Lucas gave a faint smile. "Are you asking me to release Bobby?"Aveline replied, "I still believe he's innocent."Lucas' deep, intense eyes studied her carefully. "Aveline, Zane has already taken the money. Whether Bobby is innocent or not doesn't matter much anymore."Aveline felt the urge to argue but found herself at a loss for words. He was right. Zane had given up on his son. What could she, an outsider, possibly say? Za
Lucas held her tightly, feeling the weight of her sadness pressing between them. “You’ll find them,” he murmured softly. “And if they disappoint you, you can choose to walk away.”Aveline closed her eyes for a moment before finally speaking. “Let go of me, please. I need to take a walk.”Lucas released her, relieved to see that her expression had calmed. Arthur Town was small, and in just a short walk, Aveline reached the end of the street. Beyond lay an open field, where she stood on the roadside, letting the cold wind wash over her.Lucas watched her from a short distance when his phone rang. He answered, “Yes?”Baron’s voice came through, “Mr. Tudor, we've confirmed that the guards were sent by Juliet, the heiress of the Cooper family. Juliet once stayed at the orphanage in Arthur Town. Over the years, Hilda has kept in close contact with her. In fact, for the past few months, Hilda had been staying at one of Juliet’s properties.”Hilda had claimed that someone had taken Aveline
Juliet's expression grew more tense, her gaze fixed warily on the doorway. "Who are you?" she demanded.But there was no answer from outside."Hello? Are you still there?" Juliet called out, taking a few cautious steps forward.Still, no response came.What' was going on? Where did they go?Juliet decided to open the door, and the next second, a shadowy figure burst in, pushing her back into the room and quickly shutting the door behind them."Ah!" Juliet screamed, scrambling away, her face a mix of fear and suspicion as she eyed the intruder.It was a man, wearing a hat and mask. He didn’t make any sudden moves, just calmly removed his hat and mask."Don't be afraid," he said, "I'm not here to hurt you. I told you, if you want to deal with Aveline, I can help you."Juliet's eyes widened in shock. She pointed at him and exclaimed, "You look so much like Lucas! What’s your relationship with him?"The man was none other than Leo."You can call me Leo," he replied, "I have no relationshi
Gernard hadn't expected Lucas to be so direct.He wondered if Lucas had any sense of boundaries.Gernard frowned slightly as he looked at Lucas and said, "Naturally, it's something between her and me, and it has nothing to do with you."Lucas, however, replied with a half-smile, "I don't believe you."Aveline ignored Lucas and said to Gernard, "Let's go over there."A short distance away, a small park lay bathed in warm sunlight, a few people leisurely strolling along its paths. The air was filled with a light breeze, just enough to feel refreshing without a hint of chill."Alright."Gernard nodded and walked with Aveline toward the park. After a few steps, he glanced back at Lucas with a look of mockery in his eyes.Lucas just stared at Aveline for a long moment before sighing in resignation. What else could he do? Right now, she was his queen, and he had to keep her happy!In the park, Gernard asked, "Have you made up with him?"Aveline shook her head. "No."Gernard looked at her, p
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