Aveline replied, "No need."She picked up the utensils and began to eat. After nearly a day and a night without food, she was starving and no longer cared about the way he was watching her, almost obsessively.Lucas sat by the side of her bed, his gaze fixed intently on her. He seemed so mesmerized that he reached out to touch her face.“What are you doing?” Aveline immediately dodged his touch, eyeing him warily.Lucas’ hand froze in mid-air. “Your hair fell in your face. I thought it might get in the way while you’re eating, so I was just going to help you tuck it back.”Aveline reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear. “I can do it myself.”Lucas smiled faintly. "You're very capable."Aveline gave him a look. What was wrong with this man?Ignoring him, she focused on finishing her meal. Once she was done, she asked, “How’s the orphanage?”Lucas shrugged. "How would I know?"It wasn’t his concern.Aveline paused, then asked, “Have you found out who started the fire?”Hearing thi
Aveline looked at him and said, "But I don’t need you by my side."Lucas reached out and tapped her forehead lightly. “Aveline, where did you learn this from? You just asked me to help investigate, and now you're saying you don’t need me?”Aveline pulled back a little and replied, "Aren't you expecting something in return?"If he didn’t want anything, maybe she could believe his words. But his intentions were too obvious. She couldn’t trust him.A flicker of exasperation passed through Lucas' sharp eyes. "The only thing I want in return is for you to become addicted to my body and my capability in bed."Aveline stared at him, utterly stunned.Was he serious?"What’s with that look?" Lucas guessed what she was thinking from her expression. “Did you think I only cared about my own pleasure?”He leaned in closer, his deep, magnetic voice dangerously seductive. “Aveline, be honest with yourself—haven't I always made sure you were satisfied first before thinking of myself?”Aveline felt her
Hearing this, Lucas closed his laptop, a slight smile playing at the corners of his lips as he looked at her. "Are you asking me for advice?"Aveline nodded. "Yes, after all, your family is far more complicated than mine."Lucas felt a slight sting at that remark, but he pushed it aside. After a brief pause, he said, "If it were me, I'd first find out who set the fire. If it was Juliet, I’d present the evidence and the paternity test to the Cooper family without hesitation. If it was the Cooper family, I’d find a way to destroy them."Aveline was taken aback. Her own thoughts had only gone as far as not acknowledging the Cooper family if they were behind the fire, pretending she knew nothing about it. But Lucas’s approach was far more ruthless.Seeing her reaction, Lucas seemed to read her mind. "Aveline, some people already know about you. You may want to ignore it all, but keeping quiet can be dangerous. They might try to eliminate you to protect themselves. After all, if you’re
Lucas agreed, and a wave of excitement surged through Aveline's heart.He agreed! He finally agreed!The marriage that had caused her so much pain, despair, and heartache was finally going to end!Aveline struggled to contain her excitement, her eyes fixed on his handsome features. "Are you serious? You’re not joking with me, right?"Lucas gave a slight nod. "I'm serious, Aveline. When it comes to discussing divorce, have I ever been the one to back down?"He looked at her with a faint smile, almost teasing.Aveline was speechless.Alright, she admitted it. She had been the one who wavered every time. First, there was the situation with Annie, and now there was the mess with Hilda. But this time, she was certain that the outcome wouldn’t be like before.She believed things would be different on the third try.Lucas still held her hand firmly. "Since I said I’m going to win you back, I need to show some sincerity. I won't do what you dislike, and I'll double down on everything you love.
“No,” Aveline replied firmly.She quickly reached out and pressed the elevator’s close button. The doors slowly shut, blocking out Lucas' sharp, handsome face. She let out a barely noticeable sigh of relief.She had to admit that this new tactic of Lucas caught her off guard. She was worried she might end up agreeing to his requests if she wasn’t careful.Stay calm. She had to stay calm.…When Aveline got home, she found Selena lounging on the sofa in the living room, watching TV. Hearing the door, Selena turned her head, and then jumped up, rushing over with excitement.“My beautiful Ave! I missed you so much!”Selena's enthusiasm was overwhelming for most people. Aveline stumbled back a few steps, a bit helpless. “I wasn’t even gone for that long.”“But I missed you anyway!” Selena said, clinging to her dramatically.Aveline felt the goosebumps rise on her skin once more and quickly said, “I’ve got a cold and don’t feel too great. Don’t hug me so tight—I can’t breathe.”Selena imme
Selena looked at her and asked, "So when are you planning to go to Larbor City?"Aveline replied, "I’ll wait until the divorce with Lucas is finalized."“What?” Selena was shocked again. “Did I hear that right? He actually agreed to a divorce?”“Yes, he did.” Aveline nodded. “To be honest, I’m surprised too. But when I thought about it, I realized that every time we’ve talked about divorce, he’s agreed and showed up. It was me who kept backing out.”Selena looked incredulous. “After all the back-and-forth, he’s finally giving in? What’s he up to?”“I don’t know.” Aveline shook her head, then yawned. "I’m exhausted. I’m going to bed. You should get some rest too."Selena nodded. “Alright, you get some sleep. I’ll head out.”She grabbed her bag and was about to leave, but at the door, she paused. “Oh, by the way, Aveline, Russ’ wedding is in three days. Are you really not going?”Aveline stopped for a moment and replied, "No, I'm not going."Russell didn’t want her there, and she was ind
Lucas turned and stumbled back toward his bedroom, collapsing face-first onto the bed, completely drained of energy.Aveline glanced around before starting to search for the first aid kit. After a few minutes, she finally found it beside the TV cabinet. She pulled out a thermometer and walked back into the bedroom."Let's check your temperature first."She approached the bed and aimed the digital thermometer at Lucas’ forehead. The reading quickly appeared on the small screen—39 degrees Celsius.Definitely a high fever.Aveline found some fever-reducing medication, filled a glass with water, and returned to the bedroom."Lucas, take the medicine."The man lying on the bed didn’t respond.She placed the water and pills on the side table and gently pushed his shoulder. Still no reaction."Lucas?"Aveline reached out to touch his face. The moment her fingers brushed his skin, she felt a wave of intense heat radiating from him. Before she could react, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and sh
Lucas carried her into the bathroom, a hint of amusement playing in his eyes as he washed her. "See? My service is quite thorough. Are you comfortable?"After the intense passion they had just shared, Aveline’s body felt weak and limp, but her tone was icy. “Very comfortable. How much do I owe you?”Lucas paused mid-wash, a dangerous glint appearing in his eyes. "What did you just say?"Aveline continued as if she hadn’t noticed, "Based on market rates, your skills and service were decent. How about a thousand bucks?"Lucas laughed in disbelief. This woman—she was treating him like some hired plaything!He squeezed her gently, teasingly. “Seems you’re satisfied with my service. How about we continue?”Aveline met his gaze coolly.Lucas didn't hold back, bending down to capture her lips in a deep kiss, only letting go when he felt her breath become uneven.Aveline reached up to push him away, but he simply resumed washing her.Resigned, she leaned against his shoulder and said, “Your fe
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