But he turned out to be my uncle!He could use this relationship to talk nonsense in front of Ryan!"Sis, speaking like this really hurts people's feelings." Bradley threw the snacks in his hand away and said, "I know. Isn't it just that your husband cheated on you? I just saw it earlier. That woman looks much worse than you, with a face like an internet celebrity. You let your husband play with her for a while, and when he gets tired of her, he'll come back to the family."In the eyes of these men without moral limits, it seemed particularly light and fluttering.I forced myself to remain calm. "I'm telling you, this matter doesn't need your meddling, understand?""Understood." Bob, as described online, was a typical example of a bad guy growing old. He grinned with his yellow teeth stained from smoking, boldly declaring, "If you don't want me to find Mr. Frost, that's fine. If you can give me 6,000 dollars a month in the future, and settle Bradley's job properly, I won't interfe
The man wore a dark-colored high-end western suit, his face solemn, his expression cold and indifferent, yet exuding a strong sense of oppression, a born aura of dominance.I was slightly stunned.Bob immediately changed his tune, no longer the arrogant and domineering figure from earlier. He rubbed his hands together, put on a smile, and approached Ryan, nodding and bowing, "Mr. Frost, why have you come? I was teaching this little brat a lesson."My sense of pride seemed to be trampled under Bob's feet. Even though I had already reached the point of divorce, I didn't want Ryan to see me in such a poor state or such an embarrassing relative."You can leave, this has nothing to do with you."I pushed Ryan towards the exit.I didn't want my uncle to meddle in our affairs, and similarly, I didn't want him involved in this mess."Are you scared?"Bob blocked the doorway in a stride, raising his voice. "Are you afraid my nephew-in-law will know how ungrateful you are?"I was render
Upon hearing this, Bob's expression immediately changed, looking very embarrassed. "This... this... we're all family, why do we need to be so clearly about things?"Ryan remained calm and serious, advising, "Of course we should. Uncle Bob, if there's a debt of gratitude, it should be repaid. Don't feel awkward about it. Besides the money she's given you over the years, you've raised her all these years, which must have cost at least 6 to 10 thousand dollars. So, I should give around 6 to 10 million.""Mainly, mainly..."Bob's face alternated between pale and red, finally flushing red. "Mainly it's been so many years, how can we calculate a sum?""Don't bother. What bank are you with? I'll make a call and check in a few minutes," Ryan threatened, as if he was about to take out his phone.Bob was frightened and immediately rushed over, desperately saying, "Mr. Frost, there’s no need to check!"He was afraid that if Ryan found out how poorly he had treated me, he would cause trouble
The tone of his voice was flat, but it was chillingly cold.It seemed like, as long as Bob dared, he would crush Bob's hand.This seems to be the first time I had ever, truly experienced what it was like to be defended by him.Only, it came a little too late. I wasn’t touched at allBob tried to move, but realized that a man like him couldn’t break free from Ryan’s grip. This caused him to tremble and quickly explained, "Mr. Frost, accident, this is an accident!"Aunt Laura looked at this situation and was also a little afraid, "Charlotte..."I would like to give Bob a lesson, but the aunt is already like this, it is not very appropriate.I can only pull Ryan's arm, "Forget it, let go of him."When Ryan was angry, it was not so easy to listen to others, he stared at Bob. "If you touch her, I will cut off your hand, understand?""I understand! I wouldn’t dare... you can rest assure!" Bob said with a pale face.Only then did Ryan throw his hand away. I felt exhausted as I looke
"Charlotte."His gaze lingered on me, emotions swirling in his eyes. "I regret going to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you.""Huh?""I can't bear to divorce you."His voice was low, as if veiled in mist.I licked my lips, nodded towards the elevator about to arrive. "I’ve got to go."I had said what needed to be said. Those futile struggles would only add to the trouble."I said I’ll give you a lift...""Ryan!"The elevator doors opened, and inside was unexpectedly Jessica, her face lit up in surprise, softly saying, "Didn't you say you wouldn't be free to come this afternoon? You couldn't bear to leave me alone, could you?"Without looking back, I stepped into the elevator, pressed the floor button, not even sparing a glance to see what expression Ryan had.Whether it was resignation, annoyance, or indulgence, none of it mattered to me now.What I must learn now was to let go. Let go of someone I had pursued for eight years but couldn't keep up with.On the way home, Jack
I took the phone and almost immediately confirmed that it was my design.Moreover, it was the design from my draft, with a few details that hadn't been finalized yet, copied by someone else.But it was this very point that made me instantly understand how my design had fallen into Jessica's hands, sending a chill down my spine."Don't worry too much," Jack reassured in a soothing tone, offering a peace of mind. "Until you figure out how to prove it's your design, I'll keep this matter under control.""No need to suppress it," I said, tucking my long hair behind my ear and smiling. "Let it spread. The more it spreads, the better."I hadn't expected Jessica to desire so much from me.Since she walked right into my trap, I didn't mind teaching her a lesson.Jack's eyes were clear and he smiled faintly. "I was initially worried that consecutive incidents might overwhelm you. Looks like you've already thought of a way?""Yeah." I nodded. "Back in university, Prof. Casterwill told us
He chuckled and asked, "Do you want to keep it low-key or make a big fuss?""Make a big fuss," I replied without hesitation."Leave it to me," Jack nodded, helping me into the car. "Drive safely and call me if anything comes up."His voice was clear and gentle, possessing a magical calmness that could soothe.I drove out of the parking lot. When I stopped to pay the fee, I glimpsed through the rearview mirror and saw him still standing there, tall and straight, his gaze seemingly following the direction I departed.If I didn't know about the many years he had admired another woman, I might have suspected he was secretly infatuated with me.Familiar with the route, I drove towards the Frost Group. Along the way, I called Nancy."Wait for me in the underground parking lot in ten minutes," I said."Charlotte," Nancy seemed somewhat taken aback. "I'm, I'm busy right now."My tone turned cold. "Should I come up to find you then?""Well... it's better if I come down," she replied r
The development of events unfolded exactly as expected.As soon as I left the Frost Group, this matter began to ferment within the industry circles.I asked Jack, and he confirmed that it was spread by Jessica's side.The Deputy Director of the Frost Group accused of plagiarism.Most people were easily led, after all, she was indeed the first to submit the design draft.Everyone abhorred such things, and the insults hurled at me were incredibly harsh."Plagiarist, unworthy to be in this field, get out of the design world!""Stealing someone else's hard work, may your whole family die.""How shameless, daring to plagiarize within the same company, what kind of person is this Charlotte?"Just as I was about to turn off my phone, the official MS blog posted an announcement, roughly stating that tomorrow both Jessica and I would be summoned to the MS Group headquarters to settle the matter of plagiarism, and inviting colleagues to witness the spectacle.The next day, I woke up ea
Later, he didn’t know why Westley was so determined to be with Jordan.Even now, he still didn’t understand.He had long known that Jordan’s mother’s heirloom would be auctioned, and he had put in a great deal of effort to prepare for it in advance.Before Nathan appeared, they had already known about Jordan’s background.Knowing that she and Jane were biological sisters, they began investigating.Zachary intervened to mislead the information, trying to prevent them from finding out.They simply went along with it, pretending they couldn't find anything.Westley’s attitude toward Nathan was the same—he knew he had made a mistake, and even being polite wouldn’t help anymore.This time, because of the heirloom, he had offended the entire country.The heirloom had never been put up for auction before, great effort had been made to orchestrate things so Jordan would receive them.Back then, Leanne had been waiting at the door every day for Westley, trying to solve the obstacles s
It was always going to come to this, there had to be a resolution.If Westley didn't keep his word this time and unilaterally tore up the agreement, she would have to take other measures."Can I give my sister a video call?"As soon as she asked, Roy’s phone vibrated.He handed it to Jordan.Jordan took it and pressed the answer button.Jane's face appeared on the screen."Jane.""What's wrong? Did something happen to you?"Jane moved closer to the screen. "Why are your eyes so red?"Jordan was worked up and shocked.She cried very easily."I just went to the auction..." She explained everything again. "I wasn't hurt in any way. It’s just about that estate..."Jane asked her, "So, you think he never hurt you before?"Jordan used to think Westley had stepped over the line before, but after this period of time, she felt that Westley hadn’t actually done anything wrong.He didn’t love her, and he was forced to marry her—why would he show her any kindness?If he had been ni
She didn’t dare to move.It was Westley who came over, holding her hand and signing at the bottom of the document."No, no, no!"Jordan quickly shook off Westley’s hand, repeatedly refusing."I don’t want it!"Westley chuckled. "Don’t you like money?""You can stay in this estate if you want, or you can sell it. If you sell it, it should be 20 billion dollars."Jordan’s hand that was holding the pen trembled.Her eyes widened, and she could hardly believe what she had just heard."You, you, you..."Westley forcefully held her hand and signed her name.Buck wisely left the room."What else do you want?"Jordan couldn’t say a word, her whole body frozen in the action of signing.Westley sighed softly and reached out to pat her head."Forget it, no need to say anything."Jordan bit her lip, unable to find her voice.She actually wanted to say that she didn’t need anything else.After all, the estate was enough for her to spend for several lifetimes.But for some reason,
Rhianna blinked her beautiful purple eyes and said coquettishly, "Yes, Westley, are you going to increase the bid? If you don't, the jewelry Mrs. Howard wants will belong to me. But it’s a fair competition, don’t get mad, okay?"Westley curved his lips, a strong and obvious hint of sarcasm in his expression."I could give it to you..."Jordan suddenly looked up, almost thinking she had misheard.But then she realized, Westley was someone with a deep sense of revenge.It was likely that he wasn’t increasing the bid out of desire, but to set a trap for Rhianna.Sure enough, the next words she heard were his cold, indifferent tone."400 million and 200 thousand. It’s not that I look down on you. It is possible for you to come up with 200 thousand dollars, but where are you going to get the 400 million from? Will you sell your family’s castle, or pull all the investments out of your business?"Rhianna wasn’t foolish. She sensed something was wrong and tried to get Westley to raise
"I don't like it." Jordan threw the paddle she was holding at him and stood up, intending to leave.Out of sight, out of mind.Westley grabbed her arm. "This is your mother's heirloom. You really don't want it?""What?"Jordan's head was about to explode. There had been too many shocks tonight.She still didn’t even know who her mother was.And yet, Westley knew that this was her mother’s heirloom?"Stop making things up. I don’t like this..."Westley still didn’t plan to reveal her true identity.Nathan was intentionally playing this hidden identity game.He was playing along.Besides, whether Jordan was from the Jackson family or not didn’t matter to him.As long as she was his, that was all that mattered."You’ll regret not bidding. Really, are you sure you don’t want it?" he said with a cryptic tone, guiding her subtly.He had already said that Jordan could bid on anything she liked.Yet here she was, hesitating.Jordan stared at the pear blossom jewelry on the stag
Her hand, resting on her lap, slowly clenched into a fist.Westley admired the change in her expression, silently smirking.Rhianna watched the whole scene and asked Westley in a foreign language, "Why does it feel like your wife doesn’t want to talk to you? Westley, did you intentionally arrange someone to act with you to reject me?"Westley answered indifferently, "If it were acting, wouldn’t the person I arranged cooperate with me? I made her unhappy before we came here, so it's normal for her to give me the cold shoulder. I brought her here to apologize and make her happy."Jordan couldn’t understand what they were saying and didn’t care. She was looking at the auction booklet.She was drawn to a set of pear blossom jewelry displayed in the catalog.She didn’t know why, but it felt as if there was some kind of connection.If the set wasn’t too expensive, she might try to bid on it.Her entire fortune should be enough, right?Westley’s gaze shifted over and saw her thumb ge
"I want to explain."Westley embraced her, lowering his head to whisper, as though they were deeply in love."I won’t repeat the same mistakes again as before, and I won’t make the same mistake multiple times."Jordan shrank her neck, trying to avoid him.His warm breath brushed against her ear, it was ticklish.But she couldn’t break free from him, so she could only try to move away as much as possible."Let go of me first."Westley lowered his head and kissed her ear."Since you’re here, let’s finish what we started."Jordan was unwilling. "You handle your own problems, don’t drag me into your competition with other women."Westley stared at her for a moment, not loosening his arm but pulling her closer."She already holds a grudge against you. It’s safer for you to stay by my side. Oh, by the way, just so you know, she’s a princess."Jordan slapped the cream cake in her hand right onto his face.She couldn’t hide her emotions, anger clearly written on her face.She wan
Jordan finally finished planting all the saplings and now all she had to do was wait for them to bloom.But she probably wouldn’t be able to see the flowers. She hoped the pear trees would grow wildly here."Mrs. Howard." Buck brought her a dress. "Mr. Howard said that there is a party tonight and would like to request your company."Jordan refused without hesitation.Buck added, "There’s also an auction, with many fun and interesting items. Don’t you want to buy gifts for your sister and little nephew?"Mentioning her sister and nephew made Jordan waver.Jane liked interesting things, and Jordan couldn’t easily go out on her own to gather them.And now, she had the opportunity.But she didn’t want to attend the event with Westley."Mrs. Howard, if I were you, I would go."Jordan ignored him. He was on Westley’s side.Buck’s mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "When Mr. Howard broke your heart, you should have asked for more money from him, to get revenge and s
Carter had hit a wall at every turn.He had also been poked at his sore spot, and his long-established cold and distant persona was on the verge of crumbling."Forget about Zachary and the others, after all, they’re not very close. But how long have I known you? You won't help? I even helped you persuade Jordan."Westley didn’t fall for it. "As for you and Mandy, no one can help. I can’t bring her to Nelana now. You can try convincing Zachary, maybe there’s still a chance."Wasn’t that just stating the obvious?Carter said, "If I could get Zachary's help, would I be telling you all this?"Westley replied, "That’s your problem. Who told you to force her? Back then, she was just a young girl, barely an adult. It’s normal for her to be afraid of you and find you disgusting."A flash of sadness appeared in Carter's eyes."I was just too angry back then. It wasn’t intentional...""I’ve said that too." Westley put down the binoculars. "You saw my outcome. Obviously, it was useless."