Rosalynn's POV. “Wait a minute, Mr. Carpenter.” I reached out and called out to the middle-aged man who was striding away after seeing me. David stood behind me and just silently observed everything. None of us can act happy in this moment anymore. Perhaps the incident that year was such a big knot between me and the Carpenter family that now it also involved my Wilson family. I still remembered that day my father and I went to the Carpenter family's house, and they all showed signs of not welcoming my arrival. Even my sister Marie Wilson was not too comfortable with this. Mr. Carpenter stood but did not turn toward me, as if this were the last of his patience with me. I gulped and said, “The anniversary of Liam's death is coming up, please allow me to place a bouquet of flowers and light a candle in front of his gravestone.” When I returned to Las Vegas, I dreamed about Liam the first night. It seems like the nightmare of his death has always stuck with me for many years, but I
Nolan’s POV.“Mommy.”Hailey’s tearful call made my entire body freeze, and my heart tightened with emotion.While I was still in a daze, her small body quickly slipped out of my arms, and Hailey rushed to hug Rosalynn around the neck.I didn’t know how, but somehow, Rosalynn just gently stroked Hailey’s back and whispered a few words in her ear. Hailey nodded repeatedly, then her mouth broke into a bright smile.“Tomorrow, I will bring Ryan to meet you, alright?” Rosalynn said softly, stroking Hailey’s head and brushing the wet strands of hair away from her face.Hailey still clung to Rosalynn’s neck. She pouted slightly, and her eyes shimmered with tears as she nodded.I suddenly felt that the scene before me was beautiful, the three of us standing together like a family. But this also caused me immense pain, as it reminded me that I was merely fantasizing about this vision. In reality, this woman was only showing pity for my poor daughter.Rosalynn belonged to another family. She h
Nolan’s POV.I had been staring at the computer screen for 30 minutes without getting any work done. That's right, the document I was supposed to be reading was still on the first page.I gripped the mouse tightly and picked up the phone to connect with the assistant department. After a voice came from the other end of the line, I called out in a low voice, "Sanchez!""Yes, Sir?" Sanchez seemed a bit startled by my tone. "What do you need?""Why hasn’t that woman come to my office yet?" I looked at the clock once more and asked.Hasn’t Rosalynn always been very clever? She had worked at this corporation for a while and even understood every little detail of this place better than I did. She had countless tricks to win my favor and would use any means to get what she wanted, just like how she was determined to leave me. She was even willing to give up her child for her freedom."Excuse me? Didn’t you say you didn’t want to see her? I’ll check with the reception to verify if she is stil
Rosalynn’s POV.“What did you just say?” Nolan’s face went blank with confusion, and he stammered his question.I glanced down at the bag I had dropped on the floor, realizing that I had just lost my composure. After placing the bag on the table, I collected myself and sat down before clearing my throat and replying, “Ryan is not my son!”Since yesterday, I had been troubled by Nolan’s words. I tossed and turned all night, afraid that Hailey might also misunderstand that I was treating the two children differently. But it seemed Nolan had never mentioned me to Hailey, and her cheerful expression when she saw me today showed she wasn’t upset with me.That’s good; by not mentioning me, he was protecting my image in Hailey’s eyes.“So the man who was close to you at the party was David Wilson, your brother?” Nolan sat still, staring at me, and after a while, his lips finally moved again.I glared at him and crossed my arms defensively, “Close? We’re siblings; can’t we be near each other?
Rosalynn’s POV.Early in the morning, I stood alone in the middle of a cemetery in San Francisco. Clutching a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, I bowed my head and gazed at the image of the man with a radiant smile etched on the tombstone. My heart tightened, and I felt my eyes burn with unshed tears.Carved into the stone were the words “Liam Carpenter,” aged 25.After receiving Liam’s body, the Carpenter family decided to bring him back to his hometown. At that time, I was undergoing treatment in the hospital and had a premature birth due to a malicious assault. The absurdity of the situation was that Nolan kept a constant watch over me as if he feared I would escape, yet he still left an opening for a stranger to attack me.The outcome of his so-called protection was that my right arm was nearly paralyzed, and he failed to investigate the truth based on the attacker’s testimony.I couldn’t fathom what was going through his mind. He was always so sharp in the business world, yet anyt
Rosalynn’s POV.We stopped in front of a dilapidated one-story house not far from the convenience store. I got out and knocked on the door, followed by the man named Mark, who was being restrained by my bodyguards.A woman quickly came to the door. She had a kind demeanor, but her eyes held a deep, lingering sadness and widened in surprise upon seeing me. I could tell she was Mark's wife.Upon seeing Mark in this situation, she immediately dropped to her knees and grabbed the hem of my dress, pleading incessantly, "Please, tell me what my husband has done wrong this time? Please, let him go."I was taken aback by her reaction and quickly helped her to her feet. "Ma'am, I just want to talk to your family. May we come inside?"Her eyes were filled with suspicion as she looked at me and then at Mark. After a moment, she allowed me to help her up and gestured for me to come inside.It seemed this scene was so familiar to her that it had become almost instinctual. But I had investigated Ma
[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.Rosalynn’s POV.After over ten minutes of struggling, I finally managed to get this large man into the elevator. I knew Nolan had a presidential suite on the top floor of the JW Kingston hotel; I just needed him to give me the password to get inside.As we exited the elevator, he started kissing along the side of my face and held me tightly. His hot breath on my skin made me feel flushed.“Nolan, stop messing around.” I pushed his head away after he nibbled on my earlobe.Reaching Nolan's room, I shook him gently and asked, "Hey, what's the room password?"This damned man didn’t answer my question. Instead, he leaned down to bite my lower lip, attempting to kiss me again. Earlier, I had barely managed to push him away to catch my breath, but the drug was taking stronger effect as he clung to my waist.“Damn it!” I lightly tapped his head as he hugged me from behind. Glancing at his face resting on my s
Nolan's POV.The strong scent of perfume entered my nostrils, making me frown in discomfort. Immediately after, I grabbed Christine's arms and pushed her body, “What the hell are you doing?” I huffed.She was crying with tears streaming down her eyes and her eyes were completely red, but I had been feeling this annoying for a long time.Christine tried to grab my arm even though I pushed her out of the room, “Nolan, do you know what you're doing? We made an appointment last night, but you went to sleep with another woman. She finally…”While scolding me, she pointed at Rosalynn who was sitting up on the bed. Only when her eyes clearly saw Rosalynn did she shut her mouth and her expression revealed an unacceptable look.“That bitch Rosalynn!” She stomped her feet and tried to rush towards the bed, but I quickly grabbed her.Not only was she trembling, but even I felt confused when I saw Christine's presence here. I knew what I was afraid of, what Rosalynn would think about Christine's
One year later.In London.“Hailey, Ryan, stop running around!”“It’s raining. Hurry up and get inside!”I sipped on my hot tea and watched Marie trying to keep the two kids in line. As I saw the rain splashing against the clear glass window, I thought about getting up to fetch an umbrella for them, but Nolan stopped me.“Just relax, I already gave them one. Hailey will come inside soon—she hates getting wet in the rain.” He set a plate of pastries in front of me and sat down beside me.Then, he rested his head against my large, round belly and playfully asked, “Son, have you been making mommy tired today?”That’s right, I was nine months pregnant, and the little one inside me was a boy. Every night, I eagerly awaited his arrival, imagining his face and thinking he would probably look just like his dad, Nolan. The doctor said my due date was approaching soon, so I had to be careful with every move I made.I ran my fingers through Nolan’s soft, short hair, teasingly saying, “I think yo
Rosalynn’s POV.A musty smell enveloped me as I slowly opened my eyes, realizing I was tied up. My heart skipped a beat when I remembered my daughter.Just then, something soft brushed against me. I looked down and saw Hailey lying next to me, fast asleep. Relief washed over me, but my head still throbbed, likely from the lingering effects of the sedative.I sat up and scanned the room. It was clear—we’d been kidnapped.But who would dare pull this off so close to Nolan’s estate? And how did they slip past Alex’s guard?“You’re awake, huh?” A woman’s voice echoed through the room as the door to this dingy warehouse creaked open.Being a pianist, I was more sensitive to sounds than most, and my memory of voices was sharp. I recognized her immediately without needing to look, “Christine Watson. You should be locked up in the police station awaiting trial. How did you escape?”Christine let out a loud, deranged laugh, “If I told you Nolan had mercy on me and didn’t hand me over to the po
At the Watson family mansion.Nolan's POV.“What the hell are you doing? Let my father go. Do you have an arrest warrant, or are you just barging into our home?”As I stepped into the Watson family's grand hall, Christine’s screams echoed loudly. She showed her sharp and aggressive side in front of the officers arresting Kyle. That sweet, gentle expression of hers, it seemed, only ever appeared when she was with me.The moment she saw me, Christine’s eyes lit up as if she had found a savior. She rushed over to me and pleaded, “Nolan, please! There must be some mistake. Tell them to release my father.”I pulled my hand away, not hiding the annoyance on my face, “Enough, Christine.”“What?” She froze, looking at me with confusion in her eyes, “What do you mean?”The officer beside me presented the arrest warrant and said firmly, “Mr. Kyle Watson is suspected of orchestrating the fire at the Kingston mansion 27 years ago. And Miss Christine Watson, you are believed to be an accomplice fo
Rosalynn's POV.Early afternoon on Saturday, I impatiently sat in the living room of Nolan's mansion and waited for the team to decrypt the USB I had just found. Looking at the clock as the minutes ticked by, I kept walking back and forth so continuously that Hailey got dizzy and she frowned at me.“Rosa, can you stop walking? You're influencing me to study!” She pouted at me, holding a crayon on her hip, looking very adorable.Today I braided Hailey's hair into pigtails. Every time she bent down to study, the ends of her hair will wiggle with each movement of her pen.I sat down and hugged Hailey and kissed her head affectionately, “I'm sorry, sweetie. So now I'll sit quietly and watch you study, is that okay?"Hailey nodded and then held up the painting she had just completed for me to see with bright eyes. It seems that since childhood, she has loved painting. She is very sensitive to mixing colors, more interested in pictures than numbers. One day when I went to school to pick her
Rosalynn's POV.Mark seemed scared by Nolan's appearance as his face turned pale and all of his aggressive appearance was gone. He glared at his wife and then grabbed his suitcase to leave the house, but Nolan's large body was blocking the door.He didn't dare to speak to Nolan, so he turned and walked back to his room, then slammed the door hard.Mark's wife, her name was Rachael, immediately collapsed to the floor and covered her face, crying helplessly. I moved closer to comfort her, and at the same time, Riley's room door also opened.The little girl, her face filled with tears, ran out and hugged me and her mother. Perhaps I always deeply sympathize with Riley because her eyes are exactly the same as when I was adopted by the Carter family. Every day there would often be thugs coming to collect debt, they would destroy things and my adoptive parents would have to kneel down to beg them. I once desperately begged everyone to spare our family, but at that time I did not understand
Rosalynn's POV.In the middle of the large living room, I sat next to Anne and leaned my head on her shoulder like we were once so close. My eyes looked toward the closed piano box, and a ray of pain gently passed through my heart, making the bridge of my nose sting.Anne patted my shoulder and her warm voice rang out, “Mr. Nolan always cleaned this piano himself without anyone touching it, not even Hailey.”“I know that. A few days ago, Hailey revealed it to me.” I chuckled and sat up straight, holding Anne's hand tightly.When she looked at my face again, tears welled up in her eyes and she pursed her lips to control her choking, “Luckily you're alive and well, Rosa. Where have you been lately? It is said that you have found your family, they are very rich and also love you. I was very worried when I heard you left with nothing."I felt the back of Anne's hand. Because of regular housework, combined with her growing age, her skin has shown signs of aging. Listening to her ask a seri
Rosalynn's POV.I clearly understood what Nolan was about to say, as well as being fully aware of the meaning of today's dinner with our little daughter. But making this sudden decision was very difficult for me.When I saw Mark and the man with freckles on his face walking out of the restaurant together, the first thought that popped into my head was to chase them. They were the most important clues in this case that I was quietly working on, and it seemed like my intuition was right.When I arrived at the parking lot, I hid behind a car parked closest to them and kept quiet about their next movements.“Sir, when will I receive the money you said? We are gradually transferring our convenience store. Before the next term starts, I have to transfer my daughter's school. So please hurry up a bit..." The other Mark's voice was filled with flattery.Right after that, another male voice rang out, that of the man with freckles, "Wait a minute. I will arrange your accommodation when you go t
Nolan's POV.The strong scent of perfume entered my nostrils, making me frown in discomfort. Immediately after, I grabbed Christine's arms and pushed her body, “What the hell are you doing?” I huffed.She was crying with tears streaming down her eyes and her eyes were completely red, but I had been feeling this annoying for a long time.Christine tried to grab my arm even though I pushed her out of the room, “Nolan, do you know what you're doing? We made an appointment last night, but you went to sleep with another woman. She finally…”While scolding me, she pointed at Rosalynn who was sitting up on the bed. Only when her eyes clearly saw Rosalynn did she shut her mouth and her expression revealed an unacceptable look.“That bitch Rosalynn!” She stomped her feet and tried to rush towards the bed, but I quickly grabbed her.Not only was she trembling, but even I felt confused when I saw Christine's presence here. I knew what I was afraid of, what Rosalynn would think about Christine's
[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.Rosalynn’s POV.After over ten minutes of struggling, I finally managed to get this large man into the elevator. I knew Nolan had a presidential suite on the top floor of the JW Kingston hotel; I just needed him to give me the password to get inside.As we exited the elevator, he started kissing along the side of my face and held me tightly. His hot breath on my skin made me feel flushed.“Nolan, stop messing around.” I pushed his head away after he nibbled on my earlobe.Reaching Nolan's room, I shook him gently and asked, "Hey, what's the room password?"This damned man didn’t answer my question. Instead, he leaned down to bite my lower lip, attempting to kiss me again. Earlier, I had barely managed to push him away to catch my breath, but the drug was taking stronger effect as he clung to my waist.“Damn it!” I lightly tapped his head as he hugged me from behind. Glancing at his face resting on my s