Selena’s eyes flickered briefly, and after only a moment of hesitation, she answered the call."Hello, Mom," she said, her tone calm but with a hint of detachment.She wasn’t Aaron—she couldn’t simply hang up on his mother. If she did, her position within the Fletcher family would only become more difficult.Aaron, hearing the conversation, glanced over at her, his gaze darkening. He moved to take her phone, but Selena gently stopped him, shaking her head. She then put the call on speaker.Aaron’s mother, Nathalie Campbell, spoke with a cold tone, "Have you both arrived in Cloudflare City?"Selena replied, "Yes, we’ve just arrived.""Come home now," Nathalie ordered without waiting for a response, abruptly hanging up.Her attitude was harsh, commanding, and indifferent as if Selena’s presence was little more than an inconvenience.Aaron’s expression soured as he gripped her hand. "We don’t have to go back. What are they going to do about it?"He pulled her toward the car, unwilling to
As soon as Lila saw Selena, the joy on her face disappeared instantly. She leaned into Nathalie’s arms, her eyes reddening before tears began to fall.Seeing this, Nathalie immediately became concerned. "Lila, what’s wrong? Don’t cry, sweetheart. Your health can’t handle such emotional outbursts. Tell me, who upset you? I’ll handle it for you."Sniffling, Lila said, "I don’t think Selena likes me very much."At these words, Nathalie’s expression darkened. She shot a cold glance at Selena. "Did you mistreat Lila?"Lila quickly grabbed her mother’s arm. "Mom, don’t blame her. It’s my fault. Selena gave me a gift, and I didn’t show enough excitement or gratitude right away. Maybe she thought I didn’t like it and got upset. She didn’t smile at me after that. “Then, during dinner, I asked her about her family, just out of curiosity, but she seemed offended, and Brother scolded me. “Later, I took her to show her the room, but while we were going upstairs, she suddenly grabbed my hand and
Aaron’s gaze shifted to Lila, cold and piercing, carrying an unmistakable sense of authority. The air grew tense under the weight of his stare."Lila, explain yourself. Is that really how things happened? When she gave you a gift, how did you react? During dinner, when you asked her those questions, did she even respond? “It was me who scolded you—why are you blaming her? And when you were going up the stairs, why did she grab your hand? Wasn’t it because you scratched her? Do I need to show everyone the marks on her arm for proof?"His voice was chilling, leaving no room for argument, his protective stance over Selena unwavering. The coldness in his eyes as he looked at Lila only deepened."Lila, what exactly are you trying to do? If you’re that bored, find something useful to occupy yourself with—get a job, anything. But stop causing trouble at home.""That’s enough, Aaron!" Nathalie snapped, glaring at him. "You know your sister’s health. She can’t work. How could you say someth
Nathalie’s face twisted in anger. "What arrogance!" she snapped, her voice cold. The thought of Selena becoming the mother of the Fletcher heir seemed absurd to her. The marriage was merely a temporary arrangement. Once Aaron tired of her, Selena would be nothing.Selena casually brushed her hair back and replied, "I can’t help it. I’m confident Aaron will always love me."Nathalie’s expression remained sour, while Kendrick, his face stern, spoke up. "Enough. This family bickering needs to stop. Now that you're here, stay for dinner. And Selena, go apologize to Lila. Let’s put this whole thing behind us. You’re her sister-in-law after all, and you two need to learn how to get along."What?Selena couldn’t believe her ears. She had done nothing wrong, yet because of Lila’s twisted version of events, she was expected to apologize?This family was beyond ridiculous. How did someone like Aaron even come out of it? She marveled at the thought."No way," Aaron said firmly, his voice cutt
"Hmm..." Selena winced slightly from the grip on her cheek and gave Aaron’s hand a playful swat. "I haven’t even said anything yet, why are you in such a rush?"Aaron’s gaze remained fixed on her, intense. "You might as well say something. It’s better than saying nothing at all."Selena shot him a teasing, yet somewhat annoyed, look. "Fine. Would you like me to say I’d regret it?”Aaron’s expression darkened, but he let go of her chin, leaning back with a sigh. He closed his eyes for a moment, the weight of the situation heavy on his shoulders. "If you regret it, I can understand. So, what do you plan to do next?"The defeated tone in his voice, as if he’d already resigned himself to the idea that she might leave, wiped away any desire Selena had to tease him further. She grabbed his hand, her voice softening. "Stop overthinking. The Fletcher family isn’t going to let you go easily, and they definitely won’t stop coming after me. But instead of waiting for them to come for us, why don
Aveline looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.Gavin remained silent for a moment before finally speaking, "What exactly is their plan?"Hearing this, Aveline smiled.Gavin had agreed to help.She told Selena about it.Selena was thrilled and said, "Once everything is settled, I’ll treat Gavin to a meal."Aveline replied, "Mm-hmm, I’ll pass along the message."Selena went to tell Aaron about it, but his expression darkened.Selena asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"Aaron responded, "I don’t need his help."Taking over Fletcher Enterprises was something he could handle on his own.But Selena said, "The more people we have, the stronger we’ll be. If we can gain control of Fletcher Enterprises without bloodshed, wouldn’t that be even better?"Aaron, however, replied, "Do you realize that debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay? If he helps me, how am I supposed to repay him?""Uh..." Selena fell silent for a moment. She had considered this but had thought too si
Aaron said, "I’m Aaron Fletcher. I’m here to visit Mr. Hawk."The male caregiver gave him a once-over and said, "Please wait a moment." He closed the door and went to speak with Samson.After a while, the door opened again, and the caregiver said, "Mr. Hawk is not seeing visitors right now, Mr. Fletcher. Please leave."With that, he closed the door firmly."Hey!" Selena saw this and was about to say something, but the door had already shut."What’s with this guy?" Selena looked at Aaron, "Does he have a problem with you?"Aaron lowered his gaze, contemplating for a moment, before replying, "No, Mr. Hawk used to like me a lot. When he was in better health, I visited him frequently. But after his health started declining and he moved here, I got busier with work and couldn’t come as often."Selena said, "No worries, we’ll just come back a few more times.""Mm," Aaron agreed.However, they came back three days in a row and still didn’t manage to see Samson. Each time, the male caregiver
The bodyguards carefully carried Samson out.Seeing this, the male caregiver immediately struggled and tried to stop them. "Hey, what are you doing? You can’t take him! Let him go!"Selena walked over and slapped the caregiver across the face, then calmly said, "Gag him. You two stay here and make sure he doesn’t contact anyone outside.""Yes," the two bodyguards responded.Aaron and Selena then headed to the hospital. They didn’t go to Fletcher Enterprises’ hospital, as it would be too easy to expose their actions. Instead, they went to a hospital under the Tudor family’s management, where Lucas would help cover their tracks.Samson underwent a full medical examination, which revealed multiple organ failures. He didn’t have much time left.When they returned to the hospital room, Samson had woken up. Upon seeing Aaron, a faint smile appeared on his thin, wrinkled face."It’s you, Aaron."Aaron’s chest tightened, a wave of sadness washing over him as he held Samson’s hand. "Mr. Samson,
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