Lucas let out a helpless laugh. “Yes, yes, it’s my idea, not you asking for my help, so you don’t owe me anything.” Aveline immediately looked away. The two fell into silence once again. By the time they arrived at the hospital, the sky had already darkened. Aveline had arranged a private room for Annie at the time so she could recover in peace. Now, there was a middle-aged couple standing outside the door of the room. The woman was banging on the door forcefully, shouting loudly. The nurses and security guards nearby were trying to calm her down, but she wouldn’t listen. “Annie, you worthless girl, get out here right now! Didn’t you say you were going to tutor someone? Why are you at the hospital? Did you do something shameful and get beaten up by someone’s wife, so you ended up here? You little tramp, open this door, and I’ll beat you to death today for being so shameless!” The woman’s words were harsh and vulgar, without a thought that she was talking about her own da
Aveline said, "Go ahead and sue if you want, but before you do, just know that all this yelling in public and getting physical is more than enough reason for the police to haul you in for questioning."The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then appeared slightly guilty. She definitely didn't want to end up at the police station!Her eyes darted around as she quickly retorted, "Forget about that for now. Since my daughter is in there, why not let me in to see her? Something serious happened, and she didn't even tell us. We're worried about her!"Worried? Aveline could hardly see any concern in her demeanor!Aveline replied, "With the way you all were acting just now like you were ready to tear her apart the moment you saw her, how could I possibly let you in? She still needs to rest. You should leave.""You!" The woman bristled. "How dare you try to send us away? I'm Annie's mother, we're her family! No matter what you say, you're just an outsider. Even if t
Everyone turned in shock to look at the person who had struck out.The man was wearing a dark gray coat over a black suit, his tie perfectly knotted, and his straight shoulders made him look even broader and more imposing. His handsome, slightly wicked face carried a coldness, and his eyes seemed to hold a glimmer of frost that chilled to the bone."Who saw me kick you?" Lucas asked calmly, his voice deep and magnetic, with a casual tone that still made one's heart skip a beat.The middle-aged man, hearing this, immediately pointed around the room. "Everyone here saw it! You think you can deny it?""Uh, what did I come out here for again?""I need to get some water.""I haven’t finished my notes; I should get back to that.""I still have rounds to make.""Wait for me, I'll come along."Within a minute, the crowd dispersed, each person finding an excuse to leave as if they hadn't witnessed anything at all. In the blink of an eye, only Lucas, Aveline, Annie, and the two middle-aged tro
Annie asked, “Won’t that cause trouble for you?”Aveline shook her head. “No, it won’t.”Lucas spoke up, “In all of Cloudflare City, the hospital with the best privacy and security is the one owned by the Tudor family. Why not consider moving her there?”Aveline glanced at him, meeting his dark, inscrutable eyes. She knew he wouldn’t offer anything without expecting something in return.But on second thought, he did have a point. If Annie were transferred to a hospital under the Tudors, her parents wouldn’t be able to find her, and she could recover in peace.Aveline pressed her lips together and nodded. “Alright.”Lucas raised an eyebrow. “‘Alright,’ is it?”The implication was clear.Aveline’s tone grew firmer. “Yes, alright!”“Good, I’ll make the arrangements.” A faint smile tugged at Lucas’ lips as he pulled out his phone and began making a call.Annie looked at Lucas nervously and whispered, “Aveline, who is he?”Aveline replied coolly, “Just a stranger.”Annie blinked but said
Aveline’s brow furrowed slightly as she glanced at Annie, who gave her a playful wink."You two talk; I'll step out for a bit.”Seeing they needed privacy, Lucas turned and left the room.Once he was gone, Aveline said, "He's not my boyfriend."Annie burst into a smile, her cheeks dimpling with two small, charming dimples. "I know. You’re upset with him right now. I've seen lots of couples act like that when they’re fighting. I won’t say it again."Aveline sighed. There was no explaining this away. Besides, there was no need to burden Annie with the details of her pending divorce from Lucas. It would be over soon enough, so there wasn't much to discuss.Changing the subject, Aveline said, "While you’re staying here, you can go for a walk when you’re feeling up to it. The environment here is quite nice. If you need anything, just ask the nurse, and if you feel unwell, call me right away."Annie nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude. "I will, Aveline. Thank you so much."Aveline smil
Aveline let out a soft sigh, her breath forming a white mist that quickly disappeared into the cold air. Was she getting entangled with him again?She had wanted to keep her distance, but somehow, the ties between them kept growing, getting more and more complicated… It frustrated her to no end.All she hoped for now was that after the divorce, there would be no more drama. She just wanted a quiet, simple life.Aveline got into the car, and Lucas immediately followed, sliding into the passenger seat. She didn't say a word, simply started the engine, and drove towards Maple Gardens.By the time they got back, it was already nine o'clock at night. Aveline had been running around all day and felt exhausted. She yawned, glancing at him with tired eyes. "Can we do this another day? I'm really tired tonight."Lucas' voice was low as he replied, "You don't have to do anything. I'll handle it myself."Aveline was silent, her expression unreadable, as she opened the door.Lucas’ tall frame
Aveline's brows furrowed as she asked, "How did he get hurt?"Desmond's tone was heavy with concern. "This morning, out of nowhere, a group of people surrounded Mr. Tudor's car. He wasn’t prepared and got hit in the head. He's already been taken to the hospital, and those who caused the trouble have been arrested. “But after looking into it, I found that they were just ordinary folks who admitted to what they did, so they wouldn't face any serious consequences. Mr. Tudor had to get stitches on his head, yet he insisted on coming to work. I'm worried his condition might worsen. Mrs. Tudor, please come over. He’ll listen to you."A group of people suddenly attacking Lucas? Aveline knew his skills well—who could manage to hurt him unless he hadn't been on guard?“Alright, I’ll come over right away,” she replied, pushing aside the strange feeling gnawing at her heart.She couldn't help but think, at a critical time like this, the last thing they needed was for something to happen to Luca
Aveline walked over and set the overturned chair upright. The noise made Lucas frown.Without turning around, he snapped, "Get out!""Oh," Aveline replied, calmly setting the chair in place and turning to leave.The sound of her voice made Lucas whip around. Seeing her about to walk out, he quickly strode over and grabbed her wrist."I didn’t know it was you. I'm sorry," he said.When he saw her, the sharp lines of his face softened with surprise, and the frost in his dark eyes melted away inch by inch. Now, his gaze was filled with a nervous concern, as if he feared she might be upset.Aveline glanced at him and asked, “Is your injury serious?”Lucas’ eyes brightened a little, and a small smile tugged at his lips. “Are you worried about me?”Aveline replied in a neutral tone, “I’m just concerned that if you’re seriously hurt, it could delay…”But before she could finish, Lucas suddenly pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.“I knew it—you care about me,” he murmured in a dee
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