After hanging up the phone, Rosalie examined the house.It was a two-story standalone building. From the outside, one couldn't see through the glass to the interior. However, from the inside, one could see the outside clearly.She knocked on the glass and realized it was different from ordinary glass. Sometimes, she saw houses in certain Melrinen neighborhoods that seemed unsafe because of all the glass; one could easily smash it to gain entry.Although private property was highly protected in Melrine and breaking in was a felony, there were always people who might take desperate risks. If someone wanted to break in, it would be quite easy.However, this house was different. It seemed to have specially designed glass that felt unique to the touch, yet it was transparent. This type of glass would likely resist even a hammer, and if she guessed correctly, bullets would struggle to penetrate it.The house, decorated in a minimalist style, was clean and tidy. Suddenly, she noticed two
The gentle morning sunlight filtered through the room's window and shone softly on Vincent's pale face.He awakened from his slumber, opening his eyes as his consciousness gradually became clear. Turning his head, he saw Rosalie sitting in a chair, her slender figure delicate and small.She was asleep, seemingly having stayed by his side and taking care of him the entire night. There was a faint blush on the tip of her nose, and she was enveloped in soft morning light.Vincent parted his lips, wanting to wake her, but his gaze was involuntarily fixed on her, and he swallowed the words he was about to say.Her long hair cascaded softly over her shoulders like feathers dancing in the air. The sunlight streamed through the window, caressing her smooth skin. She seemed to be draped in a layer of delicate golden silk, making her features appear even more tender and enchanting.Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she encountered confusion in her dreams. Sunlight filtered through her
Upon seeing the words "honey" and "baby," Vincent frowned slightly.Rosalie had a husband and a baby? So, she was already married.She looks to be in her early twenties, which was relatively young. Yet, she was already married and had a child.For some reason, he felt a sense of loss, but soon after, he found it ridiculous. What did he have to feel lost about? He didn't even know her.Vincent wanted Rosalie to sleep a little longer, but her husband seemed very worried about her. If he didn't reply, he might call the police.So, Vincent picked up Rosalie's phone and clicked to reply. [I didn't sleep well last night. I want to sleep a little longer; I'll call you later.]Sebastian quickly replied, [Alright, go ahead. I'll wait for your call.]Vincent looked at the text and suddenly felt a surge of annoyance.-Rosalie opened her eyes. It was probably noon already. She sat up from the bed and rubbed her eyes.She glanced at the alarm clock; it was 12 PM.Rosalie immediately got
"Seb, thank you for helping me take care of my baby. I don't know how to thank you enough.""Don't stand on ceremony with me. I should be doing this in the first place as the father of the child."Rosalie's face stiffened at his words.Noticing Rosalie's silence, Sebastian went on, "Rose, are you still thinking about Theodore? Do you still want him to be the father of your child?"Rosalie said, "Seb, things between Theo and I are over. Don't worry about us. I'll do what I promised you. I only brought up divorce before because I was too sad. I won't bring it up again in the future.""It's alright, Rose. I'm not blaming you. I fully understand how you feel.""Let's leave it as it is for now, Seb. We'll talk more after I get back. I'm hanging up.""Alright, Rose. Goodbye."Both of them hung up. Vincent took a mouthful of alcohol and turned to glance at Rosalie, who was spacing out with both hands resting on the kitchen counter.Vincent arched a brow as he leaned back casually o
Rosalie replied, "You had a bad dream last night and kept calling Youngie's name."Vincent's grip tightened over the spoon he was holding so hard his knuckles popped up."Who's Youngie?"Rosalie was sure Youngie was his girlfriend or someone special to him. All she knew was that he looked to be in much pain when he called out Youngie's name in his nightmare.That look of pain seemed as though the girl named Youngie was no longer around.Vincent remained seemingly emotionless, but his gaze shifted as he said indifferently, "The next time I have a nightmare, keep away from me and leave me be.""Oh, okay."Rosalie was about to sit down when realization dawned upon her.Why would there be a next time?She chuckled awkwardly. "It's good that you're fine now. I'll leave right after lunch. Don't worry, there won't be a next time."He saved her and got injured. She was worried that something might happen to him, so she stayed the night to keep watch over him.Since he was fine, she
She didn't know this man well, despite him saving her and her feeling grateful toward him.Even so, it didn't mean that he could raise such a ridiculous request."My motive is simple. Ten thousand dollars and a week of your time." Vincent leaned back casually against the chair and said, "Or you could just give me ten billion dollars."Rosalie said solemnly, "I don't have ten billion dollars.""If you don't, then let's make it ten thousand dollars and a week of your time. If you can't afford either option, I'd have saved you in vain and I'll kill you."His voice sounded like a rumble in the night, dangerous and with a tinge of wickedness.He felt like a serpent hidden in the night, silently attacking his next victim in a way that made one shudder in fright.Rosalie suddenly felt uneasy. She didn't know if it was in hindsight or because this man changed way too fast. He had just blocked a bullet for her at the risk of his life.After coming here, he even let her drive his car off
"Are you scared?" Vincent said as his eyes narrowed. "In that case, you can eliminate this option, because you're scared to die."He put down his gun. "You're now left with two options. One is to give me one billion dollars and another is to give me ten thousand dollars and one week of your time. Ms. Young, you'll have to choose between these two options. Leaving this place isn't an option you can take."Rosalie didn't expect to see this side of his, but then again, she didn't know him well enough and naturally didn't expect him to be someone like this.When he saved her, blocking her from the bullet at the risk of his life, she thought he just looked scary. She didn't expect it to go beyond just appearances."Can I find someone to take care of you? I can find the best nanny or a professional doctor.""I don't want any of them. I want you." Vincent's face looked pale, but his aura remained imposing. Rosalie asked anxiously, "Why must you insist on me taking care of you?""I'm
The mention of Youngie's name made Vincent's eyes go dim. A vicious look flashed past his eyes.He grabbed her face and spat out through gritted teeth, "Don't talk about her!"He used so much force it felt as though he could crush her face to pieces.Youngie seemed very important to him indeed, Rosalie thought.Vincent suddenly released her face, clutched his chest, and took a few steps back.Rosalie reached out to hold him, but at the thought of what he just did to her, she retracted her hands, still feeling slightly miffed."We're not done with lunch yet," Vincent said as he stumbled to the dining hall.Rosalie exhaled out loud, almost losing her balance.After a long time, she finally managed to compose herself and crouched down to pick up the things on the floor and stuff them back into her bag.She glanced at Vincent and saw him walking to the dining hall. She walked cautiously to the door, intending to open the door and leave.But the moment she tried to push the handle