Sidney glanced at his phone—it was Fawn.Since he’d turned her down last time, she hadn’t contacted him. Why was she suddenly calling now?“Hello, Miss Powell,” he answered, keeping his tone polite.Fawn’s voice was serious. “Where are you right now?”Sidney asked, “Is there something you need, Miss Powell?”“There is. It’s important!” Fawn’s voice grew sharper. “Your former boss, she’s not as innocent as she seems. I saw her last night checking into a hotel with an old man. Sidney, don’t let her fool you!”Sidney’s brow furrowed immediately.“Do you have proof, Miss Powell?”“I saw it with my own eyes! How about this—I’ll send you the location. Come see for yourself, and you’ll know I’m not lying.”Sidney responded, “Alright, send it over.”Last night, Maria had been with him the entire time.And before he showed up, there had been an old man in that room.Maria had clearly been set up.And now, this call from Fawn... It was hard not to suspect she was involved.Fawn continued, “I’ll
"Why did you do this?" Sidney's gaze remained fixed on Fawn, his confusion still gnawing at him.Tears welled up in Fawn’s eyes as she cried, "It’s her! She’s the one who ruined everything! If it weren’t for her, you would have agreed to marry me! I wouldn’t have to go through with this arranged marriage. I hate her!"Sidney’s frown deepened. "It wasn’t her. She never tried to stop anything. I was the one who didn’t want to marry you.""Why?" Fawn’s voice trembled with disbelief. "Why didn’t you want to marry me? When I proposed it, I saw you hesitate. You were considering it! Why would you change your mind?" She stared at him, convinced he was lying, that he was defending Maria.Sidney released her hand, his tone calm. "I have ambitions, but I’m not willing to sacrifice my marriage for them. It’s as simple as that."Fawn shook her head, her voice almost pleading. "I don’t understand. It would’ve been a fake marriage! Why wouldn’t you agree? How could you not?"Sidney replied firmly,
Ian Ford was the son of the real estate tycoon.Fawn tightened her grip around her glass. After a moment, determination flashed in her eyes. She raised the glass, downing the last of her drink, and said, "Fine, I’ll take the risk!"Marrying Ian was certainly better than ending up with that disgusting old man.Her friend’s gaze flickered slightly before handing Fawn an address.Without hesitation, Fawn went straight there.It was a private club. A bodyguard stood at the door of the suite. She walked up confidently, saying, "I’m Fawn Powell."The bodyguard, clearly aware of who she was, stepped aside and opened the door for her.Inside, the room was dimly lit, and Fawn couldn’t immediately see if anyone was there."Hello? Is anyone here?" she called out.There was no response. She took a few cautious steps forward when suddenly, someone lunged from behind, grabbing her tightly."Ah!" Fawn screamed, instinctively struggling, but her resistance was cut short by the sharp prick of a needle
Sidney's expression faltered slightly before he replied, “Just focus on getting better. I can handle everything else.”“Oh really?” Ruth frowned. “And what about a wife? Can you handle finding one? Are you going to solve that?”Sidney remained silent.Ruth sighed, her tone turning serious. “Sidney, you’re not getting any younger, you know. By the time I was your age, I already had you, and you were running errands for me. It’s time you started thinking about settling down and having a family."With little else to occupy her time in the hospital, Ruth spent her days chatting with other patients. Her roommate, Jackie Warren, already had two grandsons who visited her every evening, lifting her spirits so much that her health had been steadily improving. Right now, Jackie had just gone out for a walk with her grandsons, leaving Ruth feeling envious.Sidney listened quietly, peeling an orange. When he finished, he handed the slices to Ruth.She took the orange but didn’t let up on her co
A few days later, Sidney received a call from his mother."Hello, Mom? What’s wrong?" Sidney asked, stepping out of a restaurant where he had just finished a meeting with a client.Ruth’s voice sounded concerned. "I’m not feeling well. You should come over right away."Hearing this, Sidney immediately grew anxious. Flagging down a cab, he asked, "What’s wrong? Have you called a doctor?"Ruth brushed it off. "Oh, I don’t want to explain everything over the phone. Just come quickly."Before he could ask more, she hung up.Sidney’s expression tightened with worry as he leaned forward and said to the driver, "Sir, please hurry."Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the hospital. He rushed into the hospital room, only to find his mother sitting on the bed, laughing and chatting with a young woman. There was no sign of her being unwell.Sidney froze for a moment, his concern still evident, as he rushed over to her. "Mom, where are you feeling unwell?" he asked, quickly scanning her for any
Sidney pulled out his business card and handed it to Diana. "I currently run an architectural design studio."Diana accepted the card, noticing the name "Starlight Design Studio" printed on it. The card also had Sidney’s contact information, and a smile tugged at her lips as she tucked it away.“I’m currently working in the product development department at Tudor Group,” she said with a hint of pride in her voice.It was hard to get a position at Tudor Group—only the best survived the rigorous rounds of interviews.Sidney gave a slight nod. "Tudor is a good company."Diana looked at him and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"Sidney, however, replied, "Miss White, we’re here. This is the supermarket."Diana’s brows furrowed slightly at his avoidance of her question. Why didn’t he answer her?Still, she reminded herself not to rush things. If she seemed too eager, he might get the wrong impression about her. So, she decided not to press the matter further.Sidney also went into the stor
Diana glanced back and noticed that Sidney had already walked off. Her expression darkened. “What is with this guy?”Did he not realize today was essentially a setup for them to meet? His attitude was downright dismissive—so disrespectful!Feeling frustrated, Diana turned and left....Sidney had walked a few blocks when his phone rang. Seeing it was his mother, he answered.“Hey, Mom.”Sidney’s tone was calm but distant.Ruth’s voice came through quieter than usual. “Sidney, what do you think of Diana?”Sidney sighed. “Mom, I’m not in the mood to date right now. Please stop trying to set me up.”Ruth’s voice grew sharp. “I didn’t ask if you want to date! I asked what you thought of Diana. Stop dodging my question.”Sidney pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling cornered. “I don’t have any particular thoughts about her.”Ruth pressed on, “Do you think she’s pretty? Is she your type? Answer me directly, and don’t try to change the subject!”Sidney, clearly exasperated, said, “Yes, sh
The next day, when Sidney arrived at the studio, he noticed a gift box sitting on his desk.Puzzled, he asked, “Where did this come from?”Alex appeared again, grinning. “Ms. Maria brought us all gifts. She’s back.”“Maria’s back?”Sidney was a bit surprised—she’d returned quietly, without any fanfare.He opened the box to find some local specialties from South City, the sweet scent of floral pastries filling the air. His expression softened slightly.Alex, ever the gossip, sidled up next to him. “So, Mr. Troy, how’s it going with that girl? Are you two together yet?”Sidney frowned. “What girl?”“Don’t play dumb. We’ve all seen her—the pretty one who loves wearing floral dresses. Even Ms. Maria knows about her,” Alex said, eyes twinkling with amusement.Sidney’s brows furrowed further. “She only got back yesterday, how could she know?”Alex chuckled. “I told her! She seemed a bit surprised, to be honest.”Sidney paused, then asked, “Did she say anything?”Alex thought for a moment. “S