Heather didn't have much of an appetite, however. But when she saw that Cynthia wanted to say something, she asked, "Is there something you want to say, Cynthia?"Cynthia smiled and said, "It's nothing much. I heard that you and Mr. Tyrone were talking about Mr. William, and I suddenly remembered he was going to have his birthday in two days.""Birthday?" Heather asked."Ms. Winnie placed a lot of importance on his birthday. Every year during this time, she would spend a lot of effort and time to prepare for it. She would always get some people from the Elkin family to help her. That is why we all know about it."I even heard from Ms. Winnie herself that Mr. William is going to get promoted this year, so she wanted to make it even more grand. I suddenly remembered about it and believed I should mention it."Even more grand…An idea suddenly flashed through Heather's mind, and she gave Cynthia a meaningful look."You want to ruin his birthday party?" Tyrone asked as he looked at
Tyrone's expression changed as he looked at Heather. "You're taking more initiative when Craig's part of the conversation," he said. Heather had always been someone easily embarrassed and wouldn't even let him hold her in his arms in the past. Kissing him on her own initiative was something extremely rare.It was not hard for Tyrone to figure out that Heather was trying to please him of her own volition, and he liked it. However, he became annoyed when he recalled the reason she became proactive was because of Craig."I'll make something for you to eat, then."Heather didn't want to start a fight with him and believed that walking away might be a better choice. She got up and wanted to leave.Suddenly, Tyrone pulled her back and held her chin. "Don't leave. Kiss me again."…In the blink of an eye, it was already William's birthday.Heather was wearing an evening gown and took a cab where she had promised to meet Janine. She got out of the cab and walked over to a red sports
William was a shrewd and meticulous man. To uncover any dirt on him, it had to be done discreetly. Heather carried a tiny hidden camera in her bag for this sole purpose. Her visit to the Huntington residence was to place the camera where it could monitor William. "Janine, what brings you here?" Winnie asked as she approached, arm-in-arm with William. She wore a smile on her face as she greeted Janine. However, her gaze was cold and wary as she scrutinized Heather. Heather calmly pretended not to notice the scrutiny, standing there with quiet dignity. It was her first time meeting William in person. Though nearing fifty years old, he looked younger, with a handsome face and an air of sophistication and authority. It was clear why Winnie had been so enamored with him in their younger years. "Hey, William, Winnie. Tyrone is busy today, so I'm here on his behalf to wish William a happy birthday. This is a gift from us. I hope you'll like it," Janine said with a bright smile as
"Tyrone has been in a fierce battle with Greg recently. If I cause him any more trouble, he'll never forgive me. He might even break up with me," Heather said."I want to stay with him. I don't want to lose him," she added. Winnie was taken aback by her words, but she felt an even stronger sense of disdain toward her. "And what's going on between you and Janine?" William asked, his gaze sharp as he scrutinized Heather closely. This was his first time meeting Heather in person, but knowing she had reported Selena to the police and harbored a deep grudge against her, William wondered why she would suddenly seek reconciliation."I got close to Janine to gain her trust because I wanted to marry Tyrone. She was deceived by me and had no idea about my relationship with him. It's that simple," Heather explained. Winnie remained skeptical. "When I asked for your help, you were fiercely loyal to Tyrone!" "Ms. Elkin, people do change, don't they?" Heather said. "I was impulsive befo
"It's me! Someone's outside. Don't make a sound," Craig whispered, his hand covering Heather's lips as his eyes fixed intently on hers. He was wearing a white suit, and his once warm, handsome face now appeared thinner. The kindness he usually radiated had been replaced with a cold, distant demeanor. Heather froze, wondering why he was there. They were so close that their breaths mingled. Craig's hand covered most of her face. Heather frowned slightly, instinctively raising her hand to push him away. Just then, footsteps and voices sounded outside the door, making Heather pause. After a few moments, the voices drifted past the door and faded into the distance. "You can let go now," Heather said, her lips brushing against Craig's palm. He felt the tickle and the softness of her skin against his hand. He looked down, meeting her gaze. Her gaze was calm and indifferent, as if he were nothing more than a stranger, someone with no connection to her. Craig wondered if they tr
Craig would help Heather to get her revenge, but not at this moment. Heather stared at him calmly. "Help me? Selena's carrying your child, and you'd still have her jailed? Are you telling me all this just to help her in the end?" she asked. Her thoughts suddenly drifted to Tyrone. He never questioned whether it was the right time for revenge. If she wanted to act, he would support her, regardless of the trouble it might cause. At that moment, Heather found herself missing him. "You think I'm lying?" Craig asked. He genuinely cared for her, yet she didn't trust him and even suspected he was deceiving her. Craig couldn't tolerate what Selena had done to Heather. He knew that sending the mother of his child to jail would bring scorn, but he was prepared to face any consequences that came with it. "But... Hattie, do you really not trust me at all?" he said aloud.After everything they had been through, trust seemed irrelevant now. Heather was about to respond when a though
Tyrone sat there in a dark suit, his shirt buttoned up and his tie perfectly knotted. His chiseled features radiated an air of aloofness, and his eyes seemed like a bottomless abyss. As Heather approached, her previously restrained emotions began to soften. "Why are you here... Ouch!" "Watch out, Ms. Sutton!" Just as Heather neared the couch, she stumbled and fell toward it. In an instant, Tyrone's strong arms caught her, pulling her into his embrace as they both landed on the couch. Heather's forehead bumped against his shoulder, and she heard him grunt softly. Rubbing her forehead, she pushed herself up. "Tyrone, your chest is so hard," she cried out. "Are you blaming me for your clumsiness? Can't you walk properly at your age?" Tyrone's voice was dismissive, yet his hand was gently rubbing her forehead. His stern expression softened slightly as he added, "You were foolish to begin with, and now you're just more so after this fall." "You're the fool!" Heather mutt
William's authoritative voice on the phone drew Heather's attention. Selena's face was contorted with resentment. "Dad, she's seducing Craig! How can I just let that go?" A cold snort suddenly came from the side. Heather's heart skipped a beat as she glanced at Tyrone. His eyes, filled with disdain, remained locked on the screen, his expression fierce, as if he were cursing. He clearly wasn't buying Selena's accusations. Heather let out a silent sigh of relief. Winnie's voice then came through the phone. "Selena, William is in a critical period right now. He can't afford any more trouble. Once he becomes the President of the Legislative Council, Heather won't be a threat, and neither will Tyrone or that crippled Greg affect us." Selena retorted, "Fine, I'll wait to deal with that bitch. If she dares to imprison me, I won't let this slide!" William's stern voice interjected, "Are you sure the dead maid had no family? We don't need anyone causing problems later." "I kn