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
I couldn't help but look at him gratefully, then walked in confidently and said, "Good morning, everyone. I'm Charlotte. I've come here today to clarify and explain everything clearly to you all."Jessica followed closely behind, saying, "You want to prove your innocence, right? Let's begin then."She seemed remarkably certain.If I hadn't kept a trump card up my sleeve out of habit, this situation would have indeed followed her lead, leaving me speechless."First, please listen to a recording." I took out my phone and played the conversation I had with Nancy yesterday.The expressions of everyone present changed immediately. Jessica seemed to have anticipated this and calmly said, "What does this prove? Nancy is your assistant. Who's to say this isn't staged by you?""You make a valid point." I nodded approvingly and took out the manuscript of my design from my bag. "Please take a look, everyone. This is my design manuscript. You can clearly see the modifications made. Jessica's
She didn’t want to be the center of gossip, so she reluctantly sat down.The staff took her ID and handed her a form to fill out.Seeing that Westley also had a form, she finally felt at ease.But there was still some lingering caution in her heart.When she received the divorce certificate, she checked it over and over again."Westley, with your power, it wouldn't be hard to produce two fake divorce certificates, would it?"Westley tossed his divorce certificate to her as well."You can look into it if you want."Jordan wasn't naive. In Nelana, Westley had the final say.What could she possibly uncover?She decided to put away both divorce certificates for now and ask Jane to verify them once she got to Jeswood.Westley saw the flicker of her thoughts in her eyes but said nothing and just left.After the car drove away, he called Zachary.Zachary had just lulled Jane to sleep when his phone suddenly vibrated violently. He quickly declined the call.He tucked Jane in care
Buck suddenly appeared and started the car, leaving the airport.He even "thoughtfully" raised the partition.The back seat was sectioned off into a small space.No matter how spacious the interior of the car was, it still felt narrow compared to the vastness outside.Jordan would touch Westley even if she moved a little.She was annoyed by his constant pestering.She raised her hand and slapped him.The slap was so sudden that Westley's face turned to the side.However, when he turned back, there wasn't the slightest hint of anger.Not even a trace of surprise showed on his face.He said slowly, "You can keep hitting me until you feel better."Jordan hadn't slapped him to resolve the rift between them.The issues between them weren't something that a few slaps could solve."Westley, why do you keep forcing me? It was you who neglected me before, and now you say you like me and insist on clinging to me. That's still one-sided.""Do you even treat me as a person?"Westley
Jasmine didn't immediately understand what she had said wrong.But she really wanted to keep working with Jordan, so she suppressed her curiosity and didn't press further.Jordan saw Jasmine's dejected expression and realized she might have spoken too harshly.After all, Jasmine didn't know the whole story and was simply shipping the "couple" out of pure excitement."Me and him..."Jordan was still someone who didn't like to talk about her personal life, especially about this failed relationship."I wasn't targeting you. Sorry, my tone was off earlier.""No, no, no." Jasmine waved her hands quickly. "Ms. Hickey, you weren't wrong. I completely understand—it was my fault for not respecting boundaries."Jasmine was a professional and a genuinely good person.Truth be told, Jordan wasn't eager to let her go."How about I treat you to a meal?""Sure!"Jasmine had heard rumors that Jordan never gave discounts, not even to her own parents if they hired her for photography—they ha
Westley felt that the younger man had just frightened his wife. Damn it.With her goal achieved, Jordan fell silent again.She thought to herself, ‘Westley isn’t as clever as others think at all. He didn't even realize I was using him.’How could Westley not know?It was just that, as long as she was willing to say a word to him—no matter what it was—he felt happy.Jordan had no intention of staying here any longer.After arriving at the hotel, she washed her face with cold water to calm herself down, and then she checked out to return to Nelana.When Westley found out, he intercepted her at the door."It won't hurt to wait a little longer. Rest for a couple more days before heading back. Besides, aren't you at least going to see the result?"Jordan had no interest in looking at the result.She only wanted to return to her grandfather's old house, to sleep soundly.In her dreams, she could talk to her grandfather, lean into his embrace, and draw warmth from him.Westley did
She just wanted to escape from this place and hide somewhere safe.Because of this, the familiar light pear blossom fragrance on Westley's body made her neither push him away nor leave his embrace.In fact, she even held onto him a little tighter.Sensing her reliance on him, Westley held her even closer, as if he wanted to merge her into his very bones.They were almost at the car when the younger man rushed forward to block their way.Westley's cold, piercing gaze fell on the younger man's ankle.He immediately realized that this scumbag had been faking his injury."Buck," he said.Buck appeared instantly and pinned the younger man to the ground.The younger man, however, was unbothered. "There's no way Westley would appear in a place like this. And dressed so casually? You couldn't possibly be the famous head of the Howard family. Trying to impose as Westley? You've reached the end of your rope."When Westley was in a good mood, he might have humored a fool like this.But
It was the 21st century, yet there were still such retards around.This was the first time she had encountered someone blatantly staging an accident.And, if she wasn't mistaken, the person in front of her was the leader of this boy band.Some people's voices were naturally gifted—either deep and resonant or low and attractive.It was difficult for others to imitate.Take Westley, for example.His rich, mellow voice had been honed through years of practicing a London accent.It also had something to do with the experiences he had accumulated over the years.When she was younger, it was hard not to be drawn to Westley.Because of this, she never liked younger men.Especially those who hit every one of her triggers."You're quite bold. You've shown me the diversity of species. Are you trying to rip me off? Dream on." Jordan pointed to her shoulder. "A camera. I recorded everything you just did. If you don't want to lose your fanbase, you'd better get lost right now."The youn
The woman knew very well what would happen to her best friend.She wasn't saying these things to defend her friend, though.She had never liked Jordan.Not only was she jealous of Jordan's protection from Oliver, but now, Jordan had also become the famous Mrs. Howard.Why should Jordan, just because she was a little prettier, get such preferential treatment?She had known Oliver first and had liked him for a long time.But the moment Jordan appeared, she received all of Oliver's affection.How could she accept that?But she couldn't afford to offend the Howard family.After throwing out a few insults, she left.Jasmine was rendered speechless. "Who does she think she is?"Jordan didn't waste her time with people like this.To her, they were just driven by jealousy.They were timid, and it was easy to dismiss them.But Westley, now that was truly giving her a headache.Now, almost everyone knew about her marriage to Westley.It was so annoying.Jasmine thought Jordan ha
The staff couldn't give up.This was an order from the Howard family. If she couldn't convince Mrs. Howard to get into first class, her job would be on the line."Sorry, this cannot be refunded. But if you insist on sitting in economy, you can do so at the price of a first-class ticket. It's up to you."Although it wasn't her money, it still felt wasteful.Someone like Westley, who had no shortage of money, wouldn't understand how difficult it was to earn money."Alright, let's go."Jasmine was much more excited than Jordan."Ms. Hickey, this is my first time in first class! When I first saw your work, I loved it, and now, I can be your assistant. I will definitely do my best!"Jordan was troubled and didn't feel like talking much."I'll sleep for a while. Wake me up when we arrive.""Okay."Jasmine had a feeling that the upgrade was done by Westley.She had seen his watch—a limited edition, priceless. It could buy a luxury apartment.He seemed like an employee, but in rea
She became more and more agitated.Her face and neck turned red with anger.Tears began to fall uncontrollably as her emotional distress took over.She wiped her face forcefully and then motioned for him to leave.Westley handed her a piece of tissue, but Jordan didn't take it."Leave."Westley's lips pressed together slightly, and his deep voice carried a strong tone of apology."I acknowledge all the mistakes I've made, all the things I've said. I know that the harm I've caused you can't be fixed in a day, but Jordy, you can hit me, curse me, order me to work like a servant, but asking me to give up on you, that’s something I can't do."Jordan opened the door. Though she didn't say anything, her intention for him to leave was clear.Westley stood in front of her. "The interviewees weren't as good as me. I won't accept you rejecting me because of our personal relationship. I'm starting work now."Jordan couldn't help but laugh angrily. "Westley, do you look like an assistant