Corbyn, in his late twenties, has a tall figure and a well-proportioned, lean body. His jet-black hair was well-combed, and a sharp and ruthless aura oozed out of him. Corbyn was in a white t-shirt and black pants, giving him a homely vibe. The T-shirt had a short sleeve, which revealed his bulging muscles. The long black pants accentuate his long legs. “Big brother, Corbyn.” Valencia softly called and bowed slightly to him. “Welcome back.” Corbyn simply replied. His voice was cold and deep, but one could hear the softness in his voice. His eyes were softened upon seeing the cute woman. “Thank you, big brother,” Valencia replied sweetly, her eyes crinkling. Aviva covered her lips in glee upon seeing the scene. A mischievous smile lit up on her face. Soon! Her ship will be together. They just look cute and perfect toge… Aviva suddenly froze upon feeling that familiar, intense gaze on her face. She lowered her head and refused to acknowledge the gaze of his presence. “Mrs.
Upon hearing Mr. Hunt's tone, Valencia's brows furrowed slightly, but in the next second, a calm smile overlapped her face, and she regained her composure. "I'm honored that Mr. Hunt thinks of my hands like that. Thank you." Valencia responded in a calm voice and quickly snatched back her hand. Seeing Valencia's cautious actions, Mr. Hunt realized that he had allowed his eagerness to reflect in his eyes. He helped himself calm down by pouring himself a drink and taking a sip of it. "I'm sorry if I made Miss Valerie uncomfortable. It's just that it's my first time coming across such a beautiful pair of hands, and I can't help being excited." Mr. Hunt apologized, his hands running through his lap. The more Mr. Hunt talked and acted like that, the more uncomfortable Valencia was. At this moment, she wanted nothing but to end the meeting with Mr. Hunt. "It's okay, Mr. Hunt, can we go straight to the topic?" Valencia switched the topic in a calm yet firm voice, which left no room
Valencia was never the one to make a stupid decision, but she had done so tonight. Corbyn had given her two of his well-trained guards so they could watch over her safety, but she had chosen to listen to rumors and ordered the bodyguard to stay back in the car. Luckily for Valencia, while she was almost at her wit's end, the door suddenly opened. Without hesitating, Valencia ignored her pain and discomfort and scurried out of the room. Although what Valencia thought she was doing was rushing, in fact, her pace was only a tad faster than walking. Valencia gripped the wall with a flustered, flushed face. Her breath came out in disarray due to discomfort. Mr. Hunt's eyes darkened in lust and anger. How dare that bitch spray his face and try to run away? Does she think she could escape from him tonight? Never! Mr. Hunt, as a regular of the HEX club, has the whole club in his palm. If he laid out his order, no one dared to make Valencia escape! Seeing that Valencia was abo
Sunlight rays reflected in the monotone, low-key luxury bedroom and landed on her smooth and impeccably gorgeous face, causing Valencia's brows to wrinkle in displeasure. 'It hurts. Her whole body hurts.' That was Valencia's first thought as soon as she regained consciousness and felt an agonizing pain that coursed through her body, from her hair down to her toes. Her whole body ached as if she had done a strenuous activity and it felt as if she had been torn into two. Her whole body felt so sore that she could hardly lift a finger. Valencia bit her lower lip to suppress the painful cry that almost spilled past her swollen and throbbing lips. Understanding the meaning behind what had happened, Valencia's eyes flew wide open, and her heart skipped a beat in fear. Recalling the memory of last night's battle, her face went pale with fear. And upon seeing the glaring hickeys on her skin, her soul flew off in petrification. Valencia had told that stranger to take her to Corb
“That. That's nonsense! Why will I throw myself at you? You're not Corbyn Cirillo." She bellowed, her face reddening in fury. She doesn't even know that he'll be in the club last night, or else she'll have fled immediately. That bastard had pretended to help her last night, but he had turned out to be the wolf, even though she mentioned the Cirillo family. How dare he accuse her wrongly? Maverick's lips drew into a line, and his black eyes turned cold. This silly woman had left the country through the Cirillo family’s influence, and she also mentioned Corbyn Cirillo last night. It can't be that she hooked up with that madman, can it? "From the Vandenberg to the Cirillo. Valencia Caesar, you're really daring; what won't you do?" He sneered. She had even gone out to meet Mr. Hunt late in the night. After hiding from him for six years, he didn't believe that the woman's pure motivation was just to see Mr. Hunt. She must have asked around and known about his visit! Valencia's
Maverick simply turned away from Valencia without saying a word or paying her a glance; by the time he'd returned, he was already dressed in a tailor-made black suit—his tall figure screaming overbearing and authoritative. From the beginning to the end, Maverick didn't pay Valencia any attention and turned to leave the room. Seeing Maverick's nonchalant action, Valencia's head rang in alarm. She began to struggle fiercely, but she had been firmly tied by Maverick and couldn't escape no matter how she tried to break free. Valencia glared at Maverick's retreating frame in indignation. Where was he going without letting her out? “You Vandenberg scum, what are you doing? Where are you going? When will you let me out?” Valencia was filled with horror. It can't be that Maverick simply plans to imprison her here like a mistress for the rest of her life, can he? He didn't even care about the mention of Corbyn as her husband. Slam! Before Valencia could complete her words, Maver
Maverick's jaw clenched coldly, and his fingers stopped their furious typing on his keyboard to hover on it. His heart suddenly felt as if it were suffocating, causing him to tug and pull the tie loose a bit. Repeatedly recalling the woman's infuriating words and her smooth, soft call for Corbyn almost drove him crazy due to infuriation. If Maverick didn't pull himself to leave, he knew he would end up fucking that infuriating woman to death right there and then! Valencia. Back then, that woman had always put him first—Maverick this, Maverick that—with her doe eyes shining brightly in intense adoration. But now she doesn't even want to see his face! It can't be that Valencia simply tossed all the care and adoration she had for him to that Corbyn madman, can it? Maverick gnashed his teeth in anger, and his hand unconsciously pressed down on a key. “Very good, Valencia…” Ring The sudden ringing of Maverick's phone snapped him out of his thoughts. Maverick elegan
Low-key luxury items decorated the large living room. The beautiful designs were very matching and eye-catching, except that currently, the stiff ambiance in the living room will make one unable to enjoy the eye-catching sight. The furious typing on Corbyn’s keyboard continuously broke the stifling ambiance. Since last night, Valencia has disappeared after she went to meet Mr. Hunt at the Exquisite Club, and every clue that can be used to trace whoever kidnapped Valencia has been cleared, causing the members of the Cirillo family to be worried. Aviva bit her quivering lower lip and clenched her fist. Last night, Aviva planned to go with Valencia to the club, but Valencia vehemently refused. Because Aviva had just arrived home after the multiple hours spent on the plane, Valencia insisted Aviva should stay back and rest while promising to be back within one or two hours, but who knew it's been over 12 hours and they hadn’t found Valencia’s location? It’s as if Valencia had d
“Miss Valencia, you’re here.” As soon as Valencia stepped into the filming location, the crew members began to greet her politely while smiling at her. It was as if they were never involved in all that happened the day before.Seeing this total change of attitude, Valencia’s lips curved up in a sneer.Yesterday, they had all crowded her and called her shameless to her face, but after seeing the news, they were quick to switch and act friendly. Very two-faced and disgusting. Ayla straightened her back and smiled beautifully before catwalking toward Valencia while holding a bottle of water in her hand. “Miss Valencia, congratulations. I heard you have gotten the news solved. I’m so happy for you.” Ayla elegantly uttered with a bow, her voice and expression filled with so much joy that if one didn’t know better, one would think that she and Valencia were friends.Upon hearing this, Valencia nodded indifferently and uttered, “Thank you.” Immediately she turned to leave.Valencia inward
“Big brother Corbyn, why will Roman take the blame?” Valencia tilted her neck in curiosity and inquired while Corbyn pushed her swing. But wait… that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is how Aida was able to set her hands on Roman's phone. Except for his acting career, Roman's life has always been secretive, and he's always with his phone. Even when he's performing in a set. And if there's a rare moment, Roman’s phone will be handed to his assistant. However, it was that Roman who suddenly left his phone unlocked in the lobby when Aida wanted to steal a photo! That's not simple. Not at all. Thinking like this, how wouldn’t Valencia understand that Roman must have known that Aida was interested in his phone and purposely left it for her to use? Valencia’s face contorted in a frown. That means Roman isn't a good person either. Without hesitation, Valencia picked up her phone and dialed Roman’s number. Roman picked up the call on the first dial
Due to this, Amell had no choice but to enter the private room. His eyes awkwardly darted around the room, and his whole person was a bit nervous. “Hey.” He threw and sat at the far end from Amell.Contrary to Amell’s nervousness, Burke appeared very calm. He was so calm it was as if he wasn’t the one who kissed Amell in a fit of rage. He calmly responded without lifting his head, “Hm.”Upon hearing Burke’s response, Amell’s tense nerves slightly turned calm. His eyes narrowed due to conflicting emotions.Could it be that this bastard was in a good mood, or is it that this bastard just never cared since the beginning…Amell’s eyes that suddenly landed on Burke’s lips snapped him out of his thought. Thin lips crashed with…Amell’s eyes instantly widened in horror, and he quickly rubbed his eyes like crazy while shaking his head.It was as if doing so would prevent the image from displaying in his mind.Unfortunately, several images of lips kissing began to run through his mind, making
You bitch!" A fierce slap resounded in the room, and Tatiana's face whipped to the side immediately, her cheeks filled with five print marks.A surge of hatred immediately overwhelmed Tatiana’s eyes, and her body trembled due to rage."It's enough that a slut daughter dared to cause chaos in my home; how dare you try to ruin the family's reputation? Do you think everyone is as naive as you to believe that a lowly guard, especially the guard of Maverick Vandenberg, would take action without orders? How dare you?" Mrs. Austergaard chided coldly, her elegant face now filled with fury. Mrs. Austeegard pointed at Tatiana and continued to chide, "You are just like your mother; you only know how to run after men without a plan for your future. Ever since you returned to the country, you have never acted like a responsible daughter of the Austegaard. Rather, you shamelessly throw yourself at men all day long. You are very shameless." She seethed. The more Mrs. Austergaard thought of all thi
The waitress immediately crawled to Valencia and began to hit her head against the floor, tears streaming profusely down her face. She bawled pitifully, “Miss Valencia, please forgive me. I just wanted to save my poor mother. My poor mother was sick, and I just needed the money. Please let me go…” Before the waitress could complete her words, the female guard grabbed her by the hair and threw her far away from Valencia. The waitress was clearly pleading with such words in order to get Valencia to soften, forgive her, and not get to the root of the matter. Unfortunately, she messed with the wrong person. “Who sent you?” The guard cruelly pulled the waitress by the hair and questioned her harshly. The waitress's lips parted and her eyes darted about, her body trembling. She cried out, “I. I didn’t see the person’s face. The person covered their eyes. Please, let me go.” She bawled pitifully. The bodyguard sneered, not falling for the waitress’s lies. Before she could speak, CCTV fo
Tatiana’s expression changed to agitation. In fact, all Tatiana was doing was her own play to turn the tide over. She had no intention to kneel.Tatiana’s face turned pale. She really doesn’t want to kneel; once she kneels, her reputation will be stained, and she will be lowly to Valencia. How can she bear that? Her hand subconsciously gripped the side of her dress.Seeing this, how can Aviva not know what was going through Tatiana’s mind? She sneered and coldly said, “What? Are those all for shows? Didn’t you want to gain Valencia’s forgiveness…”“Enough!” Maverick coldly declared, interjecting Aviva’s words.Corbyn’s eyes turned cold, and he took a step forward, his lips pressed in a thin line. “Your Vandenberg family can’t go overboard in our Cirillo family’s presence.” His cold eyes fall on Tatiana, and he ruthlessly emits, “Apologise.”Tatiana’s eyes flashed with a depressing glint, and a sense of unwillingness overwhelmed her. She really doesn’t want to. Her anxious eyes fell on
’Eh? Isn’t this Miss Tatiana? Miss Tatiana is eavesdropping on Valencia and Roman’s discussion? Doesn’t that mean Miss Tatiana isn’t clueless about how this news got revealed?Good heavens! Can this be Miss Tatiana’s handiwork? I know that Miss Tatiana is just as sly, but I didn’t expect that she’d be so vile and shameless to do such a thing.’Upon hearing the voice surrounding her, coupled with the people pointing and chiding her, Tatiana’s expression changed, and she took a step back, her whole person filled with panic and anxiety; it was clear that Tatiana didn’t expect the sudden revelation. She quickly cried out to defend herself, “This. This. I’m being framed. Someone turn it off. I didn’t do it. I didn’t.”Suddenly, Tatiana’s expression changed, and she pointed at the stunned Valencia and yelled at the top of her voice, “It’s you. You’re framing me. I know Miss Valencia will do anything to clean herself, but doing such a thing like this is very vile,” she cried out pitifully an
Tatiana eyed Valencia and her brooding expression, and she immediately came to the conclusion that Corbyn already dumped Valencia and Valencia's attendance was to find a rich man to hang onto again. “What? You are all alone here tonight! Is this a final attempt to find a man? I didn’t expect that Miss Valencia was this type of woman. However, isn’t Roman so outstanding…” Valencia didn’t even raise an eye before scoffing in disdain. She continued to stare into the distance before sneering, “Not only do you speak nonsense, you are also blind.” She pronounced Upon hearing this, Tatiana’s eyes turned cold, and a surge of indignation overwhelmed her being, but… Tatiana had yet to speak a word when one of the crowd of ladies fawning over her and following her scoffed at Valencia. “Someone is really shameless. Aren’t you the one trending in the news? I already expected you to break down. Turns out you are very thick-skinned and tenacious.” She chided harshly Valencia childishly nodded h
The conspicuous black car of the Cirillo family rolled to a stop in front of City Hotel, one of the most expensive hotels in the city.The Davis family’s son finally found his first love and got engaged to her after years of searching. As a result, Mr. Davis was so excited that he even threw a special party to celebrate with the top elite in the country and took out his favorite wine to share.“It’s been years since I attended this.” Aneira exhales and inhales deeply. If it wasn’t for Valencia and Aviva’s countless persuasions, Aneira really wanted to stay home and play with her sweet quadruplet.Home is very beautiful. Several times more beautiful than social gatherings like this, where several people are fake.Since Aneira had attended such parties in the past, it’s right to say that she’ll definitely be under people’s scrutinizing eyes. Just thinking about it made her want to return home.As if realizing what Aneira planned to do, Aviva grabbed her hand and led her out of the car.