Aveline looked at Lucas as if she had heard the most absurd joke, her face full of disbelief. "Lucas, do you hear yourself?"If he was here to accuse her, he certainly had no right to do so!Lucas's eyes darkened as he stared at her, his presence intense and oppressive. The air fell silent, the cold wind biting to the bone.Aveline saw the shadow of gloom on his handsome face and directly asked, "Does Miss Winter know you came out to find me?"Her tone was laced with sarcasm. Such double standards. Where was the fairness in that?Lucas's voice was icy, "You've always known about Sophia and me. You know why I'm divorcing you. But what's going on with you and Mr. Skyler?"Aveline's temper flared. "None of your business!"Anger flashed in her clear eyes. "Lucas, it's almost dawn. You might as well wait here with me. We’re going to the lawyer’s office as soon as it opens. We must get divorced today!"When her life was in danger, all she could think about was him. She felt completely hopel
"Jerk, jerk, jerk!" Aveline was so furious she could barely contain herself. How could such a shameless and despicable man exist in the world?She had never regretted it before, but now she truly did. She regretted ever taking him in!She was so angry she nearly passed out!Now, the divorce wasn't happening. What was she going to do?She stormed upstairs, too upset to sleep.As dawn slowly broke, Aveline felt a cold emptiness inside her.She must have owed Lucas a debt in her past life, which was why she was treated like this in this one.He felt indebted to Sophia and didn't want her to face danger, so he refused to divorce Aveline, making her a target for others.But didn't he owe Aveline too?She was the one who took him in!Without her, he, with his amnesia and blank slate, might have died long ago.Aveline laughed bitterly.What a mess....With dark circles under her eyes, Aveline went to the office and submitted her resignation letter. Ignoring the manager's reaction, she wen
"Forget it, let’s not think about that for now. Let's focus on moving," Aveline said, unable to come up with another plan, so she decided not to dwell on it.Selena nodded in agreement. "At least you'll finally get to live in that big house you’ve always wanted. That’s something good."Aveline smiled faintly.She packed a bag with toiletries and, along with Selena, headed to Maple Garden.When they arrived at the entrance, the security guard stopped them and required registration before allowing entry.This reassured Aveline. At least that man wouldn't be able to find her here.Lucas had given her the apartment on the 31st floor. As they exited the elevator, they were greeted by an incredibly luxurious and ornate front door.Aveline used the key to open the door. As she took in the interior, a look of amazement flashed in her eyes.As they entered, the security guard quickly called Desmond."Mr. Blake, Miss Young has arrived."Desmond replied, "Got it."He immediately informed Lucas of
Aveline was at a loss for words.The six million dollars slipped through her fingers, and she no longer had the confidence to resign.She was absolutely furious!Seeing her expression, Selena asked, "What did that jerk say?"Aveline replied, "You called him a jerk. Do you think he'd say anything reasonable?"Selena kept quiet.Aveline let out a frustrated sigh. "No celebration today. I have to go back to work."Selena blinked. "Didn't you resign?"Aveline gave a wry smile. "With six million dollars gone, how can I dare to resign?"Selena: "You poor thing."…Back at DK Group, Aveline was stopped at the front desk."Aveline, there's a package for you."Aveline was surprised. A package for her? Who sent it?She walked over, took the well-sealed box, and shook it. It was light, with no suspicious sounds.As she opened it and headed towards the elevator, she got in when it arrived without looking up.A gaze fell on her, making her look up instinctively, and she saw Lucas' handsome and ster
Aveline's tone was cold. "Where are you?"Sophia was clearly taken aback by the question but replied, "Suite 8088 at the No. 9 Mansion."Aveline hung up the phone immediately.Ha...Busy, huh? Busy doing what? Going after women?Aveline narrowed her eyes. They weren't divorced yet, and Lucas was already crossing the line. If he wouldn't agree to the divorce, then he shouldn't blame her for being uncooperative.As dusk fell, the city gradually became illuminated by lights.When Aveline arrived at the No. 9 Mansion, she was stopped by an attendant. The attendant smiled politely, "Excuse me, ma'am, do you have a reservation?"Aveline replied, "I'm here to see Lucas Tudor."The attendant maintained his polite smile. "Ma'am, without a reservation, you can't enter."Aveline pressed, "Not even to see someone?"The attendant responded, "Unless someone escorts you inside, you cannot enter without a reservation."Aveline opened her bag, pulled out her marriage certificate, and displayed it to th
The lighting in the private room was dim. Aveline leaned forward slightly, getting a closer look. She saw Lucas sitting on the sofa, leaning back slightly, with Sophia beside him, using a tissue to wipe his forehead. They seemed very intimate.Aveline squinted her eyes and saw Sophia stand up. She seemed unsteady on her feet, staggered a couple of times, and fell directly onto Lucas."Want to record a video?" Suddenly, a teasing voice came from beside her. Aveline turned her head sharply and saw Russell mimicking her posture, leaning forward and squinting to look inside. He was taller than her, but in this position, their heights were almost the same. When she turned her head, she almost bumped into his face!Startled, Aveline quickly pushed him away. "No, no need."Russell straightened up slowly, looking at her flustered expression, and chuckled, "Without a video, how will you keep evidence?"Aveline had already calmed down by now. She smiled and walked over to open the door of
Russell looked at her and said helplessly, "Miss Young, don't you realize the situation you're in? How can you still be smiling?"Aveline replied, "So, would crying help?"Russell was momentarily speechless, and the casual smile in his eyes faded a bit. This woman was interesting.Lucas watched the two of them banter, his expression growing colder and more serious, with a chilling aura surrounding him. He turned to Sophia and asked gently, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"Sophia shook her head, "No, I'm used to this kind of pain. But Miss Young's video...""It's fine," Lucas said, immediately dialing a number. "Come in and take Miss Winter home."In a short while, Brian entered the room and helped Sophia up.Sophia looked at Aveline with a pleading expression. "Miss Young, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have interfered between you two, but please don't do anything that could harm Lucas. It's been really hard for him to get where he is today."Brian shot a cold glance at Aveline, wo
"I feel like sewing your mouth shut right now," Lucas said quietly.Aveline responded, "I'm afraid that's not possible. There's no—"Before she could finish, his fiery kiss landed on her lips. The kiss was urgent and fierce as if he was venting some deep emotion. It was so intense that Aveline found it hard to breathe.She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist with one hand and pinned it behind her back, pulling her even closer. Seizing the moment, Aveline bit his lip. Instead of stopping, he deepened the kiss.She felt like she was going to suffocate. Was this man crazy? She regretted coming in too early. If she had waited until they were done, she wouldn't be treated like this.His slender fingers slipped under her shirt, skillfully tracing every sensitive spot on her body. She trembled and went limp.Realizing she was no longer struggling, he finally released her, but his nose still touched hers."Aveline, why are you getting so close to Mr. Skyler again? Do you know wh
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