The roughness of the urban roads pales in comparison to the plush carpeting in the clubhouse.Jane gritted her teeth as the soles of her feet throbbed with agony, but she refused to halt her pace."Quickly, don't let her escape," a voice from behind urged.Her heart pounded in her chest as she sprinted ahead frantically, not daring to glance over her shoulder.Unbeknownst to her, a black Maybach pulled up from behind, came to a stop, and a person emerged from the vehicle, blocking the group of pursuers."Why are you obstructing us?" the leader scowled.Duke remained composed as he replied, "It's nothing. I simply informed the authorities that someone here is bullying defenseless women.""Do you realize who we are? You're courting death!" the man barked."I don't, but your boss surely does," Duke retorted, producing a business card and extending it towards him.The man cast a sidelong glance, skimmed over the card, and his expression altered drastically.After exchanging glances, the g
Jane was taken aback, and when she lifted her head, she saw a teenager standing at the entrance with a bag in her hand.She stood up and asked, "Are you looking for me?""Yes!" The little girl nodded, "Are you Jane Austen?""That's correct." Jane stepped forward, "What do you need from me?"The little girl handed her the bag, "This is from a guy who wanted me to give it to you.""For me?" Jane took the bag and checked it, and it turned out to be a shoebox. Shoes?She looked at the little girl and inquired, "Who is this guy?"The little girl smiled at her and said, "Bye, Jane," before running away."Hey, hold on." Jane shouted, but the little girl had already disappeared.She looked at the shoe box in her hand with confusion.The boss gave her a strange look, "Could it be from your admirer?"Jane smiled wryly, that was unlikely.Firstly, she was chased here, and no one knew she was here.Secondly, she had no admirers.However, the person who sent her shoes must have seen her bare feet,
Shortly after, Evelyn discovered a collection of medications for Jane.Both topically and orally.Jane accepted them with a bit of confusion, as anyone not in the know would have assumed she was gravely injured.Abruptly, Evelyn inquired, "Madam, is your cheek a bit swollen?"Jane touched the left side of her face, recollecting the forceful slap Jackson had struck her with earlier; it was quite severe."My wisdom teeth are slightly inflamed, but it's nothing to worry about." Jane grinned and ascended the stairs.Upon arriving in her room, Jane took a shower before tending to her feet.She had to prick the blisters on her feet with a needle, and that was when she realized she had forgotten to request one from Evelyn earlier.She picked up her phone, dialed Evelyn, and asked her to send over a needle.In no time, she heard a knock at the door.She hobbled over on a cotton swab and opened the door.The instant she opened it, she saw Damien Wolfe standing at the entrance in a nightgown, hi
Jane was suddenly grabbed by her foot, which startled her and caused her to kick out, hitting Damien's face.Damien groaned in pain, covered his face, and looked at Jane accusingly. "Are you trying to harm your husband?"Jane was taken aback by his fierce gaze and replied, "Why did you suddenly grab my foot?"Furthermore, the accusation of wanting to harm her husband is unfounded!Damien snorted softly. "I'm here to test my knowledge. Grandpa said that practice is the only way to test the truth."Jane was speechless.She twitched her foot, frowned, and said, "Let go!""Why should I let go? You kicked me in the face and won't let me practice?" Damien complained. "You're a bully."Jane thought to herself, who is the real bully here? Can he stop talking nonsense?She realized that his appearance was familiar. He had the same accusing expression when he woke up that morning, as if he had suffered a great deal.Suddenly, Damien spoke again in a slightly gloomy tone. "You're the first perso
The next morning, Jane woke up to find her face puffy.I must say, Jackson Drew had quite the grip yesterday, she thought.She changed her clothes and headed downstairs, catching sight of Damien eating breakfast.Approaching him, she greeted, "Good morning, Damien.""Morning." Damien nodded in response, but his gaze lingered on her face.Jane approached the dining table and thanked him for yesterday.Damien's attention was still on her face, and he asked, "What happened to your face?"Jane touched her face and explained, "It's just inflamed wisdom teeth causing the swelling."Damien suggested, "You should take some anti-inflammatory medication."Jane agreed, and they ate in silence. Before leaving for work, Damien told her to stay at home as someone would be coming over in the afternoon.Curious, Jane asked who it was, but Damien dismissed it as unimportant.In his office on the last floor of Empire Group, Damien signed documents while Duke updated him on the events of the previous ni
In the workplace, a good-looking man in his thirties sat opposite Damien Wolfe. He reclined on his chair, crossing his legs and wearing a cynical expression."Damien, what happened this morning that left you with such a calm yet intimidating demeanor?" he asked.Damien didn't respond, instead handing him the documents in his possession.Seth Styles examined the file and asked, "What is this?"He sat upright and perused the contents. "Why did you give me a woman's CV? Are you trying to set me up with someone?""I don't think you meet the requirements," Damien replied bluntly.Seth sighed, knowing that this man was always hostile towards him. He looked at the girl's photograph and commented, "She looks pretty and young. Are you trying to launch her career by giving me her information?""Exactly," Damien confirmed.Seth placed the documents on the desk and quipped, "You know I've already left the entertainment industry and don't represent any artists anymore.""Then return to it and name
As per Damien's instructions, Jane remained in the villa for the entire morning.In the afternoon, as anticipated, a visitor arrived.When she saw the man standing at the door holding a folder, she felt a sense of familiarity."Hello, may I know who you are?" she inquired."Good day, Mrs. Damien. I am Seth Styles. Damien asked me to come here," he replied, nodding his head slightly.Jane recognized the name but couldn't recall where she had heard it before. Without much thought, she stepped aside and gestured for him to come in."Thank you," Seth said as he entered the villa.Jane watched him walk in and muttered to herself, "Seth Styles, Seth Styles...where have I heard that name before?"Suddenly, it dawned on her that he was the gold broker she had heard of.Her expression changed immediately, and she forgot to greet him.Seth turned around and noticed Jane standing there, staring at him with a blank expression."Why are you looking at me like that, Mrs. Damien?" he asked with a sm
Seth assumed control of the contract, scrutinized the money, and signed it before raising his eyebrows. "The handwriting is quite exquisite."He handed Jane a copy of the contract. "There are two copies of the contract, you keep this one.""Thank you."Jane accepted the contract, hesitated for a moment, and inquired, "I heard that you no longer accept new talent. Will it be an inconvenience to take me in?"As Jane evaluated Seth, he was also evaluating her.She appeared young, sweet, and pure, but not naive.Furthermore, her face was distinctive, in other words, a standard protagonist's face.With a little bit of polishing, it wouldn't be difficult for her to become popular."You're jesting. You gave me the opportunity to have a job, so I wasn't compelled by circumstances," Seth said with a grin.Jane comprehended his intention, it was due to Damien Wolfe's influence.She said, "You're truly amusing, just call me Jane."Seth glanced at his watch while conversing. "I have a couple more