Rebecca replied, "At that time, Wesley was as stubborn as a mule. He couldn't be persuaded, no matter what. He really left with nothing, and gave up everything to chase after his first love. Before he left, he even had a fight with Sydney. Theo was about ten years old at that time."Rosalie frowned tightly. "Dad was really over the line.""Yes, I don't know what got into him. He was truly blinded by something. What was so good about that first love of his?"Hearing this, Rosalie also wondered what was so special about Cynthia."And then, what happened?" Rosalie asked further.Suddenly, Rebecca burst into laughter. "The story’s just too funny. That woman originally thought I couldn't bear to let my son leave with nothing. As time went on, she realized that I really made Wesley leave with nothing. He had no money left, and had lost everything. When that woman realized she couldn't become Mrs. Spencer, she left him."At this point, Rebecca couldn't stop laughing. "I've seen so m
"Well, it's not like I don't know that," Rebecca said. "Maybe I have a bit of an old-fashioned mindset, but I firmly believe that the people I pick are always right. "Look at Wesley. He's still clinging to Sydney after he finally saw the good in his wife. When I chose his wife for him, he was so unwilling. He always acted like the whole world owed him something. "Men always realize things late. Luckily, you and Theo have a good relationship. I'm not too overbearing in this matter. After all, you two have a ten-year foundation of love."Rosalie smiled bitterly. "Yeah, Grandma. Theo and I are doing fine. You don't have to worry about us.""Right, there won't be any problems between you two. Even though that girl Cynthia was somehow between you two before this, it's all settled now."This was the first time Rosalie heard Cynthia's name from Rebecca's lips.She suddenly wanted to ask Rebecca if Rebecca really did something during Cynthia's surgery that caused the delay. In the en
"Alright. Hurry up and sit down," Rebecca said coldly, looking at Theodore.Theodore deliberately sat next to Rosalie, pretending to be intimate with her."Grandma, you look even better than before," Theodore remarked."Don't try to sweet talk me. My good spirits are all thanks to Rose cheering me up. You haven't done anything. You've only managed to anger me." Rebecca wasn't holding back at all.Theodore wasn't offended. He was very respectful to Rebecca; he knew her strictness was for his own good, so he didn't truly get upset."I'm sorry, Grandma. I was wrong," he apologized sincerely."It's good that you know that. I'm going to punish you, then," Rebecca said, turning to Zane. "Get him a bottle of wine. Let him punish himself with three cups first."Soon, Zane brought a bottle of red wine. He poured it into a tall glass, and placed it in front of Theodore."Grandma," Rosalie said hurriedly, "he has to drive back later. It wouldn't be good for him to drink.""Don't worry.
The capacity for alcohol and its effect on the body didn't necessarily correlate. Drinking too much could harm anyone, regardless of their tolerance. Rosalie worried about this. Moreover, Theodore hadn't eaten anything yet. A mere mouthful of food wouldn't counteract so much alcohol."Rose," Rebecca spoke up, "you worry too much. He's a grown man, and he knows his limits. I wouldn't let him drink if he couldn't handle it.""Please, Grandma. Spare Theo, okay? Don't let him drink anymore. What if he gets drunk?" Rosalie's concern for her husband was evident on her face."What's the harm in getting drunk? It's not like he won't wake up. He can just sleep it off." Rebecca shrugged off the concern, showing no mercy when it came to her grandson.Rosalie wanted to say more, but before she could, Theodore placed the glass on the table. When she turned to look, she saw that he had already finished the second glass of wine.Rosalie watched helplessly as Anthony filled the glass again, fee
Rosalie sent Rebecca a pleading look. "Please don't let him drink anymore, Grandma. Please, for my sake."Before Rebecca could say anything, Rosalie was in a frenzy. Seeing her like this, Rebecca sighed."Look at how worked up you are over three glasses of wine! Alright. Zane, take the rest away.""Yes, ma'am," Zane replied with a nod. Just as he was about to take the glasses and the bottle away, Theodore grabbed the wine bottle from his hand."No need, Zane. There's not much left anyway. I'll finish it.""Theo, what are you doing?" Rosalie tried to stop him again, but Theodore held her hand. "It's fine. It's just a little bit. I'll be fine."Rosalie wanted to say something more, but Rebecca intervened, "Fine. If he wants to drink, let him. Rosalie, you eat your food and don't worry about him.""But..." Rosalie wanted to protest further, but Theodore was already pouring the wine into his glass.Feeling helpless, she sighed inwardly. Perhaps she was too anxious. Suddenly, she
"No, it's nothing like that," Rosalie said with a smile. "I just saw Theo drink so much. I'm not much of a drinker myself, so it made me feel queasy for a moment. I don't want you to tell them because I'm afraid Grandma would worry.""Alright, Madam Rosalie. I won't say anything. But are you really okay?""I'm fine. I feel much better after throwing up. It's all because Theo drank so much. It felt like I drank too.""Okay, I understand."The servant left the restroom, exiting from the left.Rosalie turned to go right, but as she took a few steps, she suddenly saw a tall man appear behind her.She was startled, and felt a bit guilty. "Theo? Why are you here?"Theodore approached her slowly, a faint scent of wine lingering on him. "You threw up?"Rosalie's gaze shifted, realizing he had overheard her earlier conversation. She had to take control of the situation."Yeah, it's all because you drank so much. No matter how much I tried to stop you, it didn't work. Now, even the smel
Theodore's warm breath brushed against Rosalie’s cheek, making it hard for her to breathe. She blushed and turned her head away to avoid his breath, her heart racing. "Do you even know what you're saying?"He was probably drunk.Theodore's alcohol-laden breath wafted over her face. He was indeed drunk, but it was a fuzzy kind of drunk. His consciousness still clear. "I know what I'm saying. The real question is, do you know what you're saying? I can practically smell how jealous you are."He chuckled lightly, his eyes looking at her as if she were a child."Who's jealous?" Rosalie pushed against his chest forcefully. "Let go of me. I'm not jealous because of you! If you want to help her change clothes, go ahead. It's none of my business."After all, she was about to divorce this man."If it's none of your business, why bring it up? And why mimic her words only to say you're not jealous now?"He would be damned if she wasn't jealous. Her eyes were almost tearing up from how b
"When will that be?! You know perfectly well what we have to do today, but you insist on causing so much trouble. Do you even want to divorce? If Cynthia finds out, she'll be mad at you too," Rosalie pressed.She really couldn't understand this man.They were so close to getting divorced today, but he was causing all these problems on his own. He claimed it was an accident, but it didn't seem like it. The situation could have been controlled. If he hadn't gone to Cynthia's place and instead come straight here and had dinner with Rebecca, then he wouldn't need to drink and everything would have gone smoothly. They might have already left by now and gone straight to apply for a divorce.Theodore suddenly grabbed Rosalie’s waist, and pulled her forcefully toward him. She yelped as she fell into his arms.Startled, she tried to push herself up by pushing against his chest. However, Theodore held onto her tightly.She tried to loosen his grip, but found him half asleep and groggy. Sh
Dinner was pleasant and harmonious.After the meal, the three of them sat in the living room and chatted. The atmosphere was especially warm and relaxed.Most of the conversation between Rosalie and Theodore revolved around the book she was about to write.Rosalie asked Theodore many questions, and he answered each one carefully, offering his advice. In this field, he was indeed more knowledgeable than Rosalie as he had years of experience. His insights were sharp, whether viewed from a macro or micro perspective.As their discussion grew more complex, it reached a level where others could no longer understand.Justin sat silently on the couch, watching them. Even though he didn't understand their conversation, he wasn't annoyed. His gaze remained fixed on Rosalie.It was as if he couldn't find a place in their discussion, nor did he want to interrupt. So, he simply watched them quietly.Unknowingly, time slipped away, and it was already 9.30 PM. Justin glanced at the clock.His gaze l
"It's great to hear you say that! Once I've got a draft, you'll be the first to read it. If there are any mistakes or areas that need improvement, you have to point them out," Rosalie said.Theodore nodded and replied gently, "I can't wait to read it."Sitting quietly to the side, Justin watched their interaction. For a moment, he felt that the two of them were truly a perfect match. After everything they had been through, they could still share a meal and discuss these matters. They shared the same interests and values.And what about himself? Did he and Rosalie have anything in common? He knew nothing about finance. He was just a cold-blooded assassin. Only when he was with Rosalie did he feel like an ordinary person, but in reality, his true identity was one he could never reveal to anyone.Theodore was different. He was born into a prestigious family, had a high status in society, and had remarkable knowledge.Rosalie should be with Theodore. Only he could give her the life she de
Theodore asked, "Then how do we know whether this so-called financial critic is telling the truth or not? After all, not everything is just a rumor.""Exactly! That's a great question," Rosalie replied with a smile. "This brings us to credibility and information verification. I want to clearly address this in my book and discuss how to determine the credibility of financial information, much like verifying sources on the internet. I can share methods for cross-checking company reports, financial data, and news sources."If a company is indeed facing an issue, we need to analyze the specifics—what kind of issue it is, whether it can be resolved, or if it is just a normal part of a business cycle. Sometimes, we can't just focus on a single point; we have to take a macro perspective. "It's like a person with a mole on their face—if someone isolates that mole and uses it to argue that the person is not human, that wouldn't make sense. The mole is merely a part of the person, but it doesn
Rosalie eventually agreed to Theodore's suggestion to fetch her home on a helicopter.Instead of going to the car park to get her car, Rosalie went to the top floor and waited there. Very soon, a helicopter arrived and she hopped on. She managed to reach home in less than forty minutes.Rosalie remarked to herself that it was indeed good to be rich.When she walked into the living room, she saw Justin and Theodore playing with Steve.They blindfolded Steve and randomly exchanged positions, and made him guess where his father was. Steve sometimes burrowed in Theodore's embrace, and then in Justin's arms at other times. He was completely fooled by them.The two men were playing like children and having a blast.Warmth spread across Rosalie's heart at the scene before her.When they realized that Rosalie was back, Justin exclaimed, "Rose, you're back!"The two men looked at her and immediately tugged the blindfold off Steve's face for fear that she might scold them.Rosalie ignor
"You're praising me?" Theodore exclaimed, as if he heard something unbelievable. "It's completely reasonable for you to punch me."Justin patted Theodore's shoulder. "I'm standing right here, alive and well and able to see Rose, precisely because you defeated the evil within you. The one standing before me is the good Theodore. If I were to punch you, who'd be willing to save another?""If I were you, I'd punch me," Theodore said.Justin shook his head. "Not so. You might think this way because you haven't actually experienced it for yourself. Once you do, you'll realize that many things aren't what you thought they were, and that would change the decisions you make."Theodore had a newfound respect for Justin. If the world had more people like him in it, it would probably be a more beautiful place, without conflicts and struggles and endless criticisms and personal attacks.Theodore was starting to understand why Rosalie liked Justin. He was a man worthy of her fancy.Their rela
Justin reached Theodore and Rosalie's place at around 5.20 pm.He didn't come early, because Rosalie told him that she could only reach home at 5.30 pm earliest. He wouldn't be able to see her by coming early, anyway.Theodore was at home and came out to welcome him."You're here."Both men weren't antagonistic against each other, but there was a tinge of awkwardness in the air."You've recovered well," Theodore said politely, but it was what he genuinely thought.Justin was previously shot in the head and had half his head shaved. Some hair had grown out since then."I have recovered pretty well. Oh yes, I haven't thanked you for what happened previously," Justin said. "What for?" Theodore asked."After I got shot, everyone thought I was dead, but you noticed my finger moving. Had you not said anything, I might really have died."Theodore didn't immediately accept Justin's expression of gratitude. In fact, he felt rather guilty. His first reaction at that time was not to
Rosalie returned to her room and pondered hard before finally calling Justin back.He answered the call quickly and his voice came through the phone. "Hey, Rose. What's up?""Justin, come to my place tomorrow. You, me, and Theo, we'll have dinner together.""Tomorrow?""Yes, are you free?"Justin pondered for a moment before saying, "I am, but does Theo know about this?""He does. He agreed to it.""Alright, then. I'll head over tomorrow.""Where will you be tomorrow? I'll go pick you up after work.""It's fine, I can head over myself. Just give me your address.""I'll do that. You must come.""I will. I always do whatever I promise you.""Okay, I'll take you at your word. I'll text you my address. I knock off at five in the evening and take around half an hour to drive home. You can arrive here earlier than that."The two of them hung up soon after.Rosalie immediately drafted a text to Justin to inform him of her address. She was so worried she might get it wrong that s
Theodore fell silent for a few seconds before saying, "I know. I know deep in my heart that's what you feel."Rosalie suddenly felt cold, not because of the wind but because her heart had turned cold. "Theo, let's go home. I miss Stevie."Theodore nodded. "Alright, let's head home."These were stolen moments, and the time they shared right now was due to end.Rosalie turned around and suddenly stepped on something which caused her to lose her balance and almost fall.Theodore wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. "Be careful."Rosalie was still recovering from the slight shock when she turned her head and realized how close they were to each other.Suddenly, Theodore cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her lips.Rosalie was stunned as memories flooded her mind. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and in that moment, she forgot about pushing him away. It was only when a thought suddenly came to mind that she shoved him away.In the past, she might
Rosalie recalled the rose Theodore gave her this afternoon, which he claimed he bought from the streets.A cold wind blew past, and she shivered slightly—it felt chilly. Theodore very chivalrously removed his jacket and draped it over her shoulders."Theo, I'm fine. I'm not cold. You wear it." She was worried he might catch a cold instead."I'm fine." When Theodore draped the jacket back on her shoulders, he put his arm around her shoulders and left it there. The two of them looked very intimate.Just then, Rosalie's phone rang. It broke the awkward moment that was brewing.Rosalie gently nudged Theodore's arm away and picked up her phone. "Hello."It was Justin calling. "Rose, it's me.""Hey, Justin. What's up?""Nothing, I just wanted to call to ask if you're asleep.""Not yet, I'm still out.""Oh? Are you out alone?""No, I'm with Theo," Rosalie said frankly."Right," Justin said, not pursuing the matter. "I won't bother you two, then. I just wanted to check in on you, n