As soon as the CEO left the bathroom, he gave Gabriella a look of disgust. While opening the wardrobe and taking clothes, the man said, “Stop crying! Your tears won't touch me."
There's no answer. The girl didn't even flinch with her eyes glaring at Max. She knew that whatever came out of her mouth would not be trusted. So, silence was the best answer.
"I'll give you one more chance. Tell me ... who paid you for all this mess? If you are honest, I will tolerate you."
Until the CEO was fully dressed, Gabriella remained locked in the voice. No matter how tired her heart was in facing painful accusations, she had to remain strong.
“Oh, you still choose to be quiet? Okay, then, don't expect to get out of this room.”
After making a threat, Max stepped out and locked the door. His expression was far from compassionate. In his eyes, Gabriella was nothing more than a despicable woman who would do anything for money.
"Aunt Minnie, don't let any
"This is bad!" Max sighed as he moved the limp body onto the bed. "Aunt Minnie! Come here!" While his hands were looking for doctor's contact, his eyes occasionally checked toward the door. As soon as the butler appeared, Max immediately gave instructions. "Find clothes for this girl, please. Then, bring me a basin of warm water and small towel." "Do you want me to clean this girl?" Max shook his head quickly. He was afraid that evidence of his brutality would be seen by the servant. "No, I'll do it by myself." The middle-aged woman's winking turned stiff. "Are you sure?" "Yes." Max nodded while maintaining his expression. "Okay, wait a moment, Sir. " As soon as he got the requested items, Max immediately closed the door and wiped Gabriella's face. He did not have time to think about reluctance or compulsion. His brain was too busy getting rid of guilt. “Tch, this girl .... Why is she so selfish?
Max stared as the pen fell from Gabriella's grasp. Aren't the fingers of a pianist usually stable? Then, why was that girl's hand shaking so much?"What's wrong?" the man asked while raising an eyebrow.“I-I don't know. My hands are out of control,” Gabriella replied softly. A single tear flowed down as the girl's eyes flickered. Great anxiety had risen in her heart.After racking his brain for a moment, the man finally sighed. "Ah, it might be the effect of the drink you drank yesterday.""Will my fingers keep shaking?" Gabriella asked before turning her head around with a very honest face. It unexpectedly touched the CEO's heart."Of course not. It's only temporary. You just need to eat and rest. Tomorrow morning, your hands won't be shaking anymore,” Max explained with a flat face. He felt duplicity now. Since when did he soften in front of the girl?"Now, do you want me to help sign this contract?" the CEO asked after remembering his ultimate
"You think you can run away from me, sly woman?" Max said in a triumphant tone.Gabriella's head spontaneously shook her head rejecting the call. “I don't know anything about that message. Trust me!"“Shhh! Don't panic. Take it easy! The signed contract remains valid. It's just that you won't be away from me as long as you haven't revealed who your boss is.”The girl let out a tired sigh."I'm serious. I don't know who this person is. He's setting me up."Max nodded and pursed the corner of his lips."It's okay if you still don't want to confess. There are still a few days before the competition. You will definitely give that person's name to me before then.”Gabriella continued to shake her head even though she didn't speak a word. Her tongue was too stiff to move."Please enjoy your dinner. I want to sleep."Max shifted the table slightly to the left and then lay down on the right side of the bed. Ignoring the look at Gabriella'
Max opened the door in a sudden, so the girl near the window gasped."This is our target," the CEO said to a man in a long robe with a toolbox in his right hand.The man immediately paid close attention to Gabriella. After a few seconds, he nodded quickly."Good. Lock the door!"Max carried out the order without hesitation."What are you going to do?" Gabriella asked while pushing her back to the wall as she recognized the threat.The interrogator placed the toolbox on the table. Once opened, not only Gabriella, but Max also stared at the contents. Various knives and strange tools arranged on several levels. The first thing the robed man took out was a rope."What do you want?" Gabriella asked breathlessly.The man turned his head. His sharp eyes immediately cut the guts of the girl."Catch her!"Max moved to fulfill the order. He walked over to Gabriella, who was shaking her head, asking for mercy."No!"The gi
"My job's finished. I'm leaving now,” the interrogator said as he tidied up the tools hurriedly. "Send the payment to my account!""You still dare to ask for the payment after breaking our agreement?" Max snapped furiously while holding the unconscious girl."Actually, you should pay more. I manage to get information not only from one person, but two people."The CEO's eyebrows deepened. "What do you mean?"Sharp Knife closed the toolbox, carried it, then turned to face his client.“Didn't I say my job has finished? That means, I already got what you asked for."Max shook his head incredulously. When the interrogator smiled, his confusion grew even bigger.“First, this girl is innocent. She really doesn't know anything,” the robed man explained with a confident look."Why can you conclude that?"“Because no one could cross the line of fear along with other people's secret. If this girl is un
When Max arrived at home, the first thing he asked was Gabriella. "The woman is awake, Sir. But, she looks like out of her mind. She keeps crying and screaming so, I have to lock her in the room,” the butler explained nervously. "She hasn't eaten yet?" Max asked with a crease at his brow. "Not yet, Sir." The man let a sigh out of his mouth."Would you prepare some food for her? Take it to the room in about 15 minutes." "Yes, Sir." While the butler rushed to the kitchen, Max slid into the room. As soon as the door was opened, the girl who was hugging herself in the corner of the room began to tremble with fear. She continued to push her body backwards even though she was caught by the wall. Max's heart suddenly felt so empty. He had never experienced that feeling, a feeling that tore his chest and forced hands into tight fists.With slow steps, the man approached Gabriella. "Stay away ... don't co
Max rubbed Gabriella's pale cheek. In a sudden, his heart rippled with an indescribable feeling. “This girl must really hate me. Can I face a wife who holds a grudge against me?" The CEO's hand shifted to gripping the fingers that were threatened before. "I'm so lucky that Sharp Knife still has a heart and common sense," he sighed, looking down. "Thanks to him, I still have hope." Gently, Max pulled Gabriella into his arms. Without hesitation, he closed his eyes while stroking the girl's hair until his hand stopped moving. For the first time, Max Evans fell asleep with such a gloomy feeling and a woman in his hug. The next day, the CEO opened his eyes and found that he had not moved at all during the night. After confirming that the girl in his arms was still asleep, he loosened his embrace and adjusted Gabriella's reclining position. "I hope today is a good day for us," Max whispered before getting out of bed.
“Ah, I should have asked you to take a shower with me,” the CEO said as he stroked Gabriella's hair. "Max!" Amber shrieked while pulling the man's arm. Her ears felt hot from what Max said to another woman. “Don't try to test me! I also have a limit of patience." For a few seconds, the CEO didn't make a sound. Only when the man was standing with Gabriella in his arms did he reply, “I have run out of patience. Don't expect me to accept you as my wife!" Amber suddenly sighed in disbelief. Her pride was hurt, especially when Max turned around without adding a word. "You will regret it if you reject me!" the young lady exclaimed, throwing an index finger. However, no matter how hard she shouted, the CEO still ignored her."You will never be happy with that girl! Never!” "Auntie, protocol four!" Max suddenly gave a signal. He was really bothered by Amber's voice. The butler immediately nodded and stepped inside."Sorry, Miss," she
"Whoa!" Cayden sighed as his father placed him on the back of a pony. With round eyes, he surveyed his height from the ground. Even though it was not much, the toddler in the cowboy hat still showed a happy smile. “How is it, Little Evans? Are you happy?” the woman who held the horse's rein asked. Not daring to move much, Cayden nodded at a limited angle. "Yes, Greta. I am happy. It's thrilling!” he answered enthusiastically. “Thrilling?” Gabriella muttered, furrowing an eyebrow. While continuing to rock her niece, the woman expressed astonishment. “Where did you learn that word, Little Prince?” "Daddy often mentions it," the toddler replied, successfully making his father wince. "Daddy said that the nights spent with Mom were always thrilling." As Gabriella glared at her husband, Greta burst out laughing. "Gosh, Max. I think you should be more careful now. Your genius son can absorb all the words you speak.” "Right. I'll be more caref
"If you kept avoiding me, I would really quit the company," Julian said, successfully freezing Mr. Hunt's steps. The old man was then blinking, digesting the words he thought he heard wrong. “Actually, my position as a CEO is being threatened for some reasons. I tried to keep it a secret from all of you. I didn't even let Mia know. But as it turned out, it wasn't easy at all. My mind became adrift. And because the burden was too heavy, my emotions finally exploded. I'm so sorry it had to happen in front of you." Hearing the tone that seemed honest, Mr. Hunt slowly turned his focus. Two seconds later, he saw the tears slide from the grandson's eyes. "I've tried to be strong and tough, Grandpa. I thought I could solve all problems. But it turns out, I haven’t found any solution yet. That's why I was angry when I failed to find Grace and you at the cemetery. It got me think that I am a useless man," Julian explained with the gloomy eyes landed on the grass.
“Tsk, why does Grandpa run away like this? It just makes me feel even guiltier,” Julian grumbled between gasping breaths. Holding on to Mr. Hunt's message, he walked down the tree-lined path. “What should I do if Grandpa isn't there? Where should I look for him?” the man thought as he couldn't erase the wrinkles from his face. The burden in his heart was too heavy to ignore. After a few moments of struggling with the noise in his brain, Julian finally shook his head and blinked strongly. "No, no. Grandpa must be there. I'll take him home and things will automatically return to the way they were before," the man nodded, fostering hope. Ignoring the anxiety that kept swirling in his mind, he went faster. Unfortunately, as soon as Julian passed the cemetery gates, his steps were frozen. His jaw was dropping while his eyelids were lifted to the maximum. What he had hoped for quickly turned into disappointment. "No way! This is impossible!” he curs
"Dad," Cayden called quietly. A second later, the toddler handed Max a piece of bread that had been cleaned of jam. "I'm already full," he continued with a meaningful smile.Understanding the son's intentions, Max spontaneously raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to finish your bread again?"While showing two rows of tiny teeth, Cayden nodded. After a faint exhalation, the father began to vibrate the air with laughter."Gaby, look at what Little Prince did! I can get fat if he keeps handing me food,” the man said while showing the second bread he received from his son.“Just eat it, Max. You need more energy to help the Little Prince take care of Hasty,” the woman who was cleaning the dishes with a sponge replied.Hearing his mother's response, Cayden's eyes immediately widened. His energy had just risen to the peak. “I've finished breakfast, Mom. Can I go to the stable now?”"Yes, but you have to wash your face
Suddenly, Julian dropped his face into his hands. After exhaling heavily, he lifted his head again and put on an indescribable expression."I didn't mean to scare anyone, Mia. I just don't want Grandpa’s mistake to happen again," the man said with frown on his face."Yes, I know," Mia replied with the same thin voice. “But you can do it without hurting Grandpa's feelings, Julian. This matter can be discussed amicably.”While gritting his teeth, Julian shook his head. Confusion had returned to cover his eyes. “What should I do now? I already made Grandpa sad.""Apologize?" Mia answered with a grimace."Is that enough?" the man asked doubtfully. He began to realize that his anger had indeed crossed the line.Pondering, the woman nodded. “As long as it's sincere, Grandpa will definitely forgive you. And I think, you should also explain to Cayden that what you did was wrong. Don't let your nephew imitate something t
“Greta, have you prepared delicious toast for us?” Cayden asked as the hostess opened the door wider to welcome him. Seeing her father was still able to walk, the woman with high arch of the brows spontaneously sighed in relief. After shaking her head for a moment, she turned her gaze to the toddler who was still holding Mr. Hunt's hand and waiting for her response. "Of course I have. There is also strawberry jam for you. Are you hungry?” Greta asked while faking a smile. “Not me, but Grandpa. I heard the sound of his breathing all the way. Grandpa is very tired! He should eat a lot of bread," Cayden said with his trademark expression—round eyes and pursed lips. While stroking her son's head, Gabriella bent her knees. After leveling their eyes, the woman tilted her head. "You know where Greta put the plate of bread, don't you?" No more than two seconds, the toddler nodded. "Yes. On the dining table," he answered with a big smile. "That
"Sorry, Julian. I took Grace to see your grandmother for a while. Now, I intend to take her home. We're not wandering around or straying like you said," Mister Hunt explained with an indescribable expression. Even so, his hoarse voice was able to touch the hearts of the listeners, apart from his grandson. "But the way home is over there, Grandpa!" Julian snapped, still with eyebrows raised to the max. The young man didn't feel sorry at all for the hunched back that was getting weighed down by guilt. "I really can’t understand what’s on your mind. Don't you realize that your recklessness can lead to trouble? Didn't we agree to go together? Why did you secretly take Grace away?” he continued, thickening the wrinkles on his grandfather's forehead. Sensing her father's anger, Little Princess began to furrow her brows. The baby had never heard such a loud voice. When her eyes fell on Mr. Hunt's gloomy face, she spontaneously pouted. A second later, her heavy cry b
Arriving at the cemetery, Julian was taken aback. What he saw was completely beyond expectation. There were no old man and baby among the tombstones. The grandfather and Grace left absolutely no trace. "This is impossible," Julian muttered as he quickened his pace. Neglecting his initial attempt to remain calm, the man sped toward the direction Greta had given. After searching for a while, he finally found the grandmother's name on one of the stones. “Right, this is the place. They should be here," Julian sighed, sounding desperate. With deep furrows, he circled around, trying to find any trace of either his daughter or Grandpa Hunt. Unfortunately, as far as the eye could see, the two remained off the radar. Confusion instantly grew bigger in Julian’s mind. "Tsk, how could it be like this?" he grumbled while clutching his head. Knowing that irritation, Mia gently touched her husband's arm. She knew that the man had failed to control hi
Carefully, Mr. Hunt wiped his great-granddaughter's cheek. Grace's red eyes no longer shed sadness. However, the old man still felt guilty for making the baby cry. "I'm sorry, Grace. I should have walked more calmly so you wouldn't wake up," he whispered in between his ragged breaths. After her face had been dry, Grace rested her head on Mister Hunt's shoulder. Blinking slowly, she pursed her lips. The furrow of her tiny brows indicated that she still wanted to roll up in the blanket on the crib. The baby wondered why she was with her great-grandfather, sitting on a long bench at the edge of a path. “When I was young, I only need fifteen minutes to arrive at your great-grandmother's grave. But now, why does it feel so long and tiring?” Mr. Hunt grumbled as he wiped his forehead with one hand. After one quick breath, the old man stood up again and held Grace in his languid arms. Although the baby was a bit heavy, his lips still curled up warmly.