John, with a 'little girl' at his side, walked towards the Patel residence, ignoring the complex gazes from the crowd.
As they entered, it was as if a stone had been dropped into a pond, causing ripples of speculation.
"Isn't that John Matthews? What's he doing here?"
"It's strange. Who spread the rumor about a fallout between the Matthews and Patel families? Everything seemed fine..."
"Things are not always as they seem. Did you notice Christopher Patel's expression? Something's off."
"Knowing Matthews's style, if there were a real feud, he wouldn't be here. Those rumors about the Matthews Group targeting the Patel family can't be trusted. I think there might be a misunderstanding."
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"Mr. Patel, congratulations."
John gestured, and Ethan handed over a gift box.
Christopher stood there, momentarily puzzled by John's intentions. Unable to send him away immediately, he decided to observe.
With a fake sm
Watson was his favorite artist. Unfortunately, Watson had retired, and Wallace had been turned down multiple times when seeking a painting. It was a small regret for him. Unexpectedly, Christopher had managed to compensate for that regret. "Did you put a lot of effort into convincing him?" Wallace looked at Christopher, unable to resist asking. Christopher showed a faint smile, "Not really. Since you've always liked Mr. Watson's works, I arranged for this painting just for you." "I really like this painting." Wallace was somewhat amazed, "How did you manage to persuade Mr. Watson to paint?" "Mr. Watson saw my sincere attitude and was moved by it, so he agreed." Christopher said slowly. Next to him, Lora tugged at Wallace's sleeve, "Dad, Christopher has been pleading with Mr. Watson since six months ago for this painting. He made countless trips, and finally, Mr. Watson agreed..." Christopher inte
Lora's words snapped him back to reality. He turned sharply, seeing the photo in Lora's hand, lips moving but no words coming out. In the photo, it was a bed shot. Him and Serena. He looked younger, entangled with the woman in his arms, utterly disgraceful. But this disgrace was not limited to just one photo. Numerous pictures depicted him in his younger years, in the past couple of years, entwined with her, even with other women. Each one was unbearable to witness, like slaps in the face, dragging him through the mud. The guests in the hall had long been ignited by this sudden turn of events, creating a stir of excitement. “What's going on? How could such a scandal happen at Mr. Wentworth's birthday celebration?” “Is this woman Christopher's mistress?! Wasn't she trying to become the mistress of the Thompson family before? It's too chaotic...” "Tsk tsk, Christopher has maintained an image of a f
Christopher grabbed her by the throat and violently flung her aside. Serena was thrown off course, causing the knife that was originally headed for his chest to veer off, slashing across his arm. Instantly, a deep crimson stream of blood emerged. Serena, in a frenzy, lunged at him again. "Beast! Die! You must die! I'll avenge Maddie!" However, security guards intervened, forcefully restraining her. They confiscated the knife from Serena and pinned her to the ground, swiftly dragging her away. Serena's curses continued until she vanished, her anguished cries echoing in the hall. After Serena's voice faded, an eerie silence settled over the banquet scene. All eyes shifted between Wallace and Christopher, awaiting their reactions. After a pause, Christopher spoke slowly, gesturing with a bow. "I apologize for the disturbance. The banquet ends here. Please, everyone, go home." As he uttered these words, his expression stiffened, unable to muster e
Christopher, covered in blood, rushed over, lifting Wallace up. "Are you okay?!" Wallace opened his cloudy eyes, lips trembling as if wanting to say something, but he only convulsed twice before fainting. "Quick, call the family doctor!" Christopher urgently shouted, turning to look at the unconscious Wallace. A glint of darkness flickered in his eyes. ... John and Diana strolled out of the Patel's mansion. As they were about to get into the car, they heard hurried footsteps behind them, followed by a faint call. "Ms. Thompson!" Diana turned around, spotting an elegant and handsome man approaching. It was Albert, the one John had mentioned earlier. Diana was puzzled. Her first instinct wasn't to greet Albert; instead, she subconsciously looked at John beside her. Meeting John's thoughtful gaze, she put on an innocent look and whispered, "I swear, I absolutely don't know this guy!" "Why is
Then, two people walked hand in hand towards the hall. The man looked about fifty, dressed in a black suit. The woman by his side was young and beautiful, draped in a light blue coat. She smiled gracefully, poised and gentle. Diana wondered who they were, and she saw James warmly welcoming them. "Perez, you finally came." The man showed a polite smile. "You've invited me several times; if I didn't come, it would be impolite of me." James turned and looked at the girl beside him, a satisfied look in his eyes. "Is this your daughter, Rowena? Truly born beautiful!" "Mr. Thompson, hello." Rowena spoke obediently, causing James to be unable to close his mouth. Watching this scene at the door, Diana was full of curiosity, and she subconsciously looked at Colin beside her. Only to meet his equally puzzled gaze. Diana licked her lips. "Who is this?" Colin: "Looks like dad wants to introduce a gir
James immediately intervened, "How could I let you take a cab, Rowena? I'll have Andrew drive you back." With a reassuring pat on Perez's shoulder, he added, "Perez, you go ahead." Seeing Perez nod, Andrew wasted no time in putting on his coat as soon as Perez stepped out. With car keys in hand, he sported an official smile on his handsome face. "Rowena, I'll drive you home." Rowena hesitated briefly, about to speak when James interrupted, "It's still early, Rowena. If you have nothing pressing, why not stay here for a while?" "Okay," Rowena agreed, following his lead. Observing the awkward tension, Diana couldn't decide whom to sympathize with. If it weren't for her brother being at the center of the storm, she wouldn't have minded some popcorn to enjoy the spectacle. Seeing Andrew's reluctance to engage, Rowena broke the silence, "Andrew, may I address you that way?" Andrew furrowed his brow, remained silent, and then
Watching Andrew wince in pain, Tony felt an odd sense of satisfaction. Andrew straightened, leaning against the table behind him, his handsome face displaying a nonchalant expression. "Discovering is better. Sooner or later, I'll have to tell him. Sooner is better," Andrew remarked. "No," Tony objected. Sitting in the chair, he added, "It's too sudden. Your dad won't be able to handle it." "Tony, are you afraid?" Andrew suddenly asked. Without a word, Tony placed his hands on his knees, avoiding eye contact. Indeed, he was afraid. After finally achieving some peace with Andrew, exposing their relationship to James could spark a storm. Thinking about it, Tony hoped to keep it hidden as long as possible. Tony looked up, meeting Andrew's gaze. "Let's not talk about that. What did you say to Rowena earlier?" "Just pretended to be a bit of a scoundrel, and she got scared off," Andrew said, taking a cigarette
Diana looked at her nickname for him, thought for a moment, changed it, and sent it over. [Diana: This one, satisfied?] After a while, John's message came through. [Yeah] Diana: ...Really a puppy. Diana lay on the bed, her snow-white feet dangling as she examined the nickname she'd given John. A tender smile played on her lips as she read, "Honey Baby." This was so saccharine it could make your teeth ache. She wondered, what expression did he have when he saw this nickname? After chatting for a while, realizing it was getting late, Diana bid John goodnight. Just as she was about to sleep, a flicker caught her attention outside the window. Diana instantly became alert. Thanks to the special drug, her senses were heightened compared to an average person. Strange, was it Mitbahl? Diana got up and walked towards the window. Outside was pitch black, an eerie silence prevailing with no
At another table, Frank sat staring at Liam in his smart suit, his brow slightly furrowed."Hey, been causing trouble lately?"Liam rolled his eyes, displeased. "No.""What's with the haircut then? Going for the military look?""My mom made me." Liam sipped his champagne. "She thought my old hairstyle looked too thug-like for Uncle John's wedding, so she took matters into her own hands.""No worries, I think this look suits you."Beside him, Rose tilted her head, looking at him with adoration."You know what? I think any look suits you, I just really like you.""Cough~"Liam choked a bit.He cleared his throat, "Don't say such things in front of everyone.""Sure, sorry~" Rose nodded obediently.Frank thought to himself, Damn. Even my bro's nephew is showing off in front of me? Can't let this slide!He turned to Jenny with a mischievous grin."Jenny, do you think my hairstyle looks good
Upon arriving, she put her hands on her hips, adopting an accusatory posture."Look at this, I left for just a moment, and you're already being targeted by women. How can I ever feel safe letting you go out?"John's deep gaze slightly lowered. "And you?"Diana looked down at the Red Rose in her hand, feeling a bit guilty."Uh..." She reached out and presented the rose to John: "It's for you."John remained silent.Instead, the little baby in his arms stretched out a hand, grabbed the Red Rose, and then happily held it in her arms.Diana chuckled, pinching the little baby's soft cheek."Oh, our Tiger likes flowers~"The little baby stretched out her short arms toward Kevin, earnestly offering him the flower.The little baby handed the flower to him!Diana was astonished."My goodness, Tiger, you can't even speak and you're already trying to win over little boys?!"Truly her daughter!Kev
Kevin pulled on his turtle shell bag strap, seriously said: "I really have to go now, remember, my name is Kevin Nelson."Saying that, he turned his head and was ready to leave."Wait a moment."Kevin stopped in his tracks, turned his head, looked at him with a complex gaze.What...Did his brother remember something, or was he reluctant to part with him?Yosef picked up a Red Rose beside him."This, take it."Kevin was somewhat surprised: "Give it to me? But I'm a man, why would you give me a rose?""It's not for you."Yosef handed the flower to him, glanced at the distant girl, and said: "It's for her."Kevin: "...I just told you, my sister has a husband and a child, are you still not giving up?"Kevin thought: Oh, no! My brother may falls again in the same place after losing his memory!"What are you talking about." Yosef interrupted his thoughts: "I didn't think about pursuing her."
Kevin let himself be led by Yosef's hand, and they both sat on the swing in front of the flower shop.Once seated, the little kid beside Yosef didn't make a sound.He wore a bowl cut hairstyle, carried a big turtle shell backpack, and lowered his head, lost in thought.Yosef occasionally glanced over at him.After a while, he couldn't remind silence any more."You..."Hearing his voice, Kevin immediately turned his head, his eyes sparkling as he looked at him.Full of anticipation.Yosef slowly opened his mouth: "This outfit... who bought it for you?""My brother, what about it?""To be honest, your brother's taste isn't great." Looking at the little one's green onesie, Yosef slightly frowned, "Ugly."Kevin: ……This outfit was something Kevin had insisted on buying for his fifth birthday.He also bought a larger size for Yosef, as matching brother outfits.Although Yosef never wore it,
Hearing this, Kevin covered his mouth: "You mean... my brother's mind is damaged?"Godber corrected: "This is called mental issues.""Isn't that the same thing?"Godber: ...It seems so.Diana frowned. "Yosef lost his memory? With so many enemies, your situation should be unfavorable now, right?"Godber: "Mr. Nelson had already anticipated this. Before completely losing his memory, he divided the remaining power of the Nelson family into three parts, assigning them to the other three members of the Nelson family to keep each other in check, while he decided to retire due to health reasons."Kirin nodded. "So, currently, apart from us and Patrick, no one else in the Nelson family knows Mr. Nelson has lost his memory, thinking he's stepping down due to health reasons."Kevin asked: "Then where is my brother now?"Kirin glanced at Diana and John beside him, hesitating whether to speak.But then he heard John calmly say: "Gri
John's voice had a lazy, sexy edge."Sleep a bit more.""...Okay."Diana turned over, adjusting to a comfortable position, leaning into his embrace.Just as she was about to drift off, she felt the hand on her waist start to move along her curves.Wherever it touched, it ignited sparks.Diana's eyes flew open, and she turned her head.Behind her, John still had his eyes closed, his expression as calm as if he were asleep.But the hand under the covers was very much awake.This beast.Diana turned around and bit his Adam's apple.John frowned slightly, then opened his eyes.His deep gaze locked onto the girl in his arms.As if capturing prey, with a wild possessiveness.Diana knew that look well.It was the same look he gave her last night.She squinted. "Again?"His response was another wave of kisses....Diana became an overnight sensation without an
Reeves turned back and glared at Morse.Wanting to say something to retort against this guy.But he found... There was nothing to say...He looked at the cold and noble man beside Diana and felt an extremely complex mix of emotions.From the moment this man appeared, he knew he had lost.Lost utterly.John slightly lifted his eyes and swept them over Reeves holding roses.Facing the man's icy and profound gaze, Reeves felt somewhat nervous.Just as he thought John would question him, he saw John casually withdraw his gaze and look at the girl beside him."Do you like it?"Reeves: ... This man actually completely ignored me!Being ignored hurt Reeves' pride even more than being questioned!It meant that this man simply didn't regard Reeves as a threat!Unable to help himself, Reeves said."Are you Miss Thompson's fiancé?"Hearing this, Morse behind him covered his eyes with his ha
Hearing this, Frank approached her and whispered, "Big sis, think it through. This guy doesn't seem too smart; having him around might lower our overall standard.""Don't worry, if you can work well in the studio, so can he."Frank: ???Reeves beamed with joy: "Then, Miss Thompson, please accept my flowers first. When I join the Blue Rose Studio, we can get to know each other better.""I welcome you to Blue Rose as a designer, but I can't accept your flowers or feelings.""Why?""Because I already have someone I love."Reeves: ......He opened his mouth slightly, then his expression fell."Who is it?"Reeves scanned the group behind Diana one by one.A bunch of top-notch handsome guys and beautiful girls almost blinded him.This...Each one was very likely!Reeves had a complex expression on his face: "May I ask impertinently, the person you like, is it a man or a woman?"Diana:
Faced with the relentless questions from the reporters, Diana remained calm.She nodded."The name Blue Rose does hold a special meaning for me. As for Reeves, I'm not familiar with him; I have nothing to say.""Miss Thompson, you're so young and accomplished; how about your love life? Do you have a boyfriend?"Hearing this, Ben immediately stepped forward."This is Diana's privacy; we refuse to answer!"The reporters were taken aback for a moment.Everyone stared at Ben wearing a hat; suddenly, excitement surged: "Isn’t this Big Star Fly? Why did he suddenly appear here?"Someone seemed to realize something."Could it be that Fly and Thompson are a couple?!""You're talking nonsense! Diana is my biological sister; stop spouting rubbish here! And this is my girlfriend!"Saying that, Ben pulled Liora over and tightly grasped her hand."This is my girlfriend; Diana is my sister, got it?!"Hearin