Lucas handed Aveline her phone, watching as she powered it on and checked her messages. Just then, Selena's call came through.Aveline answered, "Hello, Selena.""Aveline! What’s going on? You left without me? Weren’t we supposed to go together? How could you just leave without saying a word? Do you even consider me your friend?" Selena’s furious voice came through, clearly showing how upset she was.Aveline held the phone a little further away from her ear, waiting for Selena to finish before softly apologizing, "I’m sorry. I really wanted to leave, but I didn’t manage to. I’m actually just having breakfast outside right now. Do you... want to join me?""Where are you?"Another sharp shout came, followed by the call being abruptly ended.Aveline scratched her nose, an awkward smile spreading across her face.Lucas gently looked at her, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Knowing you were planning to leave without telling anyone... why does that weirdly make me feel better
"Hello, what now? I failed, and Lucas broke my finger! Your plan was completely useless!" Juliet hissed into the phone, though her frustration was clear.There was a brief silence on the other end before the voice coldly responded, "You failed because you're incompetent. And now you want to blame me?""You—!" Juliet nearly leapt out of bed in anger, but she quickly remembered she still needed this person. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to calm down and asked, "So what do we do now?""You're too useless for me to keep working with. You're on your own." The person cut the call immediately."Hello? Hello?!" Juliet's face twisted in anger. She quickly dialed the number again, only to discover the phone was turned off.Unbelievable!So unfair!"Who were you talking to?" Gernard's voice suddenly came from the doorway.Juliet jumped, her phone slipping from her hand and falling to the floor."You... Gernard, when did you get back?" The guilt on her face was painfully obvious.Gerna
Wilfried sat on the sofa, eyes closed, saying nothing.Gavin glanced at Judith, his stepmother, who had always been cautious in the Cooper family. She began to speak, "It's just that—""Silence!" Wilfried’s voice cut through the tension, making the atmosphere in the living room even more stifling.Realizing something serious had happened, Gavin didn’t press for more details and instead took a seat quietly on the sofa, waiting.Half an hour later, there was another sound at the door. Gernard and Juliet entered one after the other. The moment Gernard stepped inside, he noticed something was off and asked, "Dad, Gavin, what’s going on?"Juliet stood nervously behind him, her anxiety growing as a sense of foreboding washed over her.Wilfried finally opened his eyes and said, "Since everyone’s here, take a look at these," pointing to the documents on the coffee table.Gavin, being the closest, picked them up and started reading. The further he got, the darker his expression became."Did y
“I... I…” Juliet trembled all over, unable to utter a single word. The evidence was laid out before her—what could she possibly say?She wasn’t a Cooper. She wasn’t the cherished daughter of the family anymore.What future did she have left?“Dad, this paternity test is questionable. We should do it again to prevent any tampering,” Gavin suggested calmly.Wilfried, staring at Juliet's now unfamiliar face, turned and said, “You handle it.”“Understood,” Gavin replied.Unlike Gernard, who had always doted on Juliet, Gavin was cold and distant. Now that they knew Juliet wasn’t their sister and had committed so many vile deeds, his demeanor toward her grew even colder. He swiftly made the necessary arrangements, while Juliet was locked away.Gernard sat on the sofa, dazed. “If Juliet isn’t our sister, then who is?”Wilfried’s gaze drifted to a photograph on the wall. It was of a graceful woman in an evening gown, smiling warmly at the camera."Suzy, I’ve found the wrong daughter. Juliet
Gernard, in a daze, muttered, "Where is our real sister?"Gavin's expression remained cold. "Juliet came from Arthur Town Orphanage. Back then, we did a paternity test and confirmed she was our sister. Now that I think about it, she handed over a strand of hair directly... maybe it wasn’t even hers."Gernard looked at him. "So, you think our real sister might still be at the orphanage?""It’s possible," Gavin replied.However, so many years had passed, and Arthur Town Orphanage wasn’t what it used to be. The children from those days had grown up and scattered across different places, making the search incredibly difficult.For some reason, an image of Aveline suddenly appeared in Gernard’s mind.Just then, a servant entered the room and said, "Mr. Gavin, Mr. Gernard, there’s a man outside who calls himself Lucas Tudor and would like to see you."Lucas? What was he doing here?Gernard’s expression shifted as he thought about Juliet's previous actions. Could Lucas be here to settle scor
Aveline looked at him, unsure, and hesitated before speaking. "Maybe... we should do a paternity test?""No, no need for that. You are my daughter, just look—look how much you resemble your mother!" Wilfried shook his head immediately, quickly walking over to a photo, and pointing at the woman in the picture.Aveline walked over and looked at the woman in the photo. The face was unfamiliar to her, but she could see the clear resemblance. Especially in the eyes—soft, gentle, and serene, just like hers.Pressing her lips together, Aveline turned to Wilfried. "Let’s do the test anyway. I don’t want any issues later."Gavin then spoke up. "Dad, let’s do it. Once it’s done, we won’t have to worry about this again."Gernard said nothing, his gaze complicated as he looked at Aveline. He couldn’t even face her properly. He had spent so much time trying to convince her to divorce Lucas, all to help Juliet.He felt like a complete fool.Aveline turned to Gavin, who said, "Hello, I’m Gavin. You s
As Desmond waved his hand, Judith was shoved into the room. Everyone in the living room turned to look at her. Her face shifted from pale to flushed in seconds, clearly unsettled.Wilfried eyed her, his tone cold. "Where were you planning to go?"Beside her was a suitcase.Judith remained silent, her expression growing more and more uncomfortable.Desmond stepped forward and said, "Mr. Cooper, we’ve uncovered some information about the orphanage, detailing how Juliet took your daughter's place. You should take a look."He handed over a file, placing it in front of Wilfried.As Wilfried read through it, he learned for the first time that Judith had been the one who found out about Arthur Town Orphanage all those years ago. She had known from the start that Aveline was his real daughter, but she had conspired with Hilda, allowing Juliet to take Aveline’s place.“Smack!”Wilfried slammed the file shut, his face dark with fury as he glared at Judith. "You knew all along? Why did you do t
When the Fletcher family learned the news, they were furious! However, Aaron was the only heir to the family, and they couldn’t simply disown him. So, they had no choice but to accept Selena. Now, the Fletchers were in the midst of preparing for the wedding. Aaron oversaw every detail, making sure any flaw, no matter how small, was corrected. His attention and affection toward Selena only grew stronger with each passing day.Aveline, trying to ignore the unmistakable joy on Selena’s face, asked, "Have you seen Lucas?"Selena shook her head. "No, I haven’t. Isn’t he around? Come to think of it, he’s been pretty low-key lately. Your dad, Gavin, and Gernard are always hovering around you, and poor Lucas can’t even get a word in."The thought of Lucas being constantly pushed aside brought a laugh from Selena.Aveline smiled too. "He’s probably busy with his own matters. I’m sure he’ll come find me once he’s done."…Meanwhile, back in Cloudflare City.In a private hospital under the Tud
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