‘Does he have a personal vendetta with Bethany?’He lowered his head and his tone was casual. "Don't flatter yourself. I just happened to want to deal with her too."I readily agreed, "Alright then, today's matter is on you."Not only could I get revenge on Bethany, but I could also distance myself from the situation. Why not?Frank glanced at me sideways, a chuckle escaped his throat. "Charlotte, you really know how to take advantage of opportunities, don't you?""Kind of!" I smiled. "By the way, when did you find out about this?"Frank looked at me as if I were naive. "Do you think Zack would take action without informing me first?"I frowned and thought about it, then understood. "I see."Zack would have informed Frank about it. If Frank gave his approval, it would mean Zack was doing Frank a favor, especially since I had requested his support that day. If something went wrong, Frank would cover for him.If Frank intervened, Zack would avoid the risk of retaliation from the
We were all adults here. Given the conversations we had recently, I understood what his gestures and attentions meant.I was somewhat at a loss for how to respond.I had already said what needed to be said on that day.Frequent refusals could lead to awkwardness and might even jeopardize our friendship.Jack hesitated slightly. "Charlotte, have I given you any burden?"I fiddled with my cutlery, and before I could speak, he continued thoughtfully, "I've said before, you don't need to respond to anything. Just consider this as care between friends.""In the future, when you're ready to start a new relationship, we can take it slow," he added.My heart warmed.Had I not experienced the failed marriage with Ryan, or if I were still at an impulsive age, hearing those words might have led me to fall deeply for him.But now, I... was too afraid.The cost of becoming emotionally involved was too great.I slowly loosened my grip on the cutlery. "What if that day never comes?"Since
Most people knock on doors with a pattern of either two short knocks and one long or two long and one short.But this person outside was different. Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock, knock knock, knock—Knock knock, knock knock, knock, knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock, knock—Knock, knock—knock! Knock, knock—knock!The knocking rhythm even reminded me of a familiar childhood tune.But that didn't help with my morning grumpiness.I shuffled out of the bedroom in my slippers, grumpily opened the door, and saw Frank standing there in a loose hoodie, his hair somewhat disheveled.Seeing me still in my pajamas, he smirked. "Charlotte, do you remember that you need to go to Jeswood today?""Of course I remember. I sent you a WhatsApp message last night asking about the departure time, but you didn't reply."Since I still needed his help with the Jeswood market, my morning grumpiness showed, though it was somewhat considerate."I was just trying to let you sleep in
The Smith family mansion was expansive, exuding both heritage and a vintage charm. It was clear at a glance that the house had been passed down through generations. While the exterior had been renovated, the interior still retained traces of its historical past.Unlike the opulence I had imagined, the mansion had a more understated elegance. Even a small decorative porcelain vase in the corner was a Medieval antique, worth over a hundred million.Frank had long, slender legs but walked at a leisurely pace, with his hands casually in his pockets, unhurried.He guided me past the vast dining hall and headed straight for the back garden. From a distance, I saw two elegantly dressed elderly ladies.One was sitting by the fireplace, sipping tea, while the other was pruning a nearby potted plant with scissors.Frank walked over, poured himself a cup of tea, and with a playful grin, said, "Madams, you're in much better shape than me. You're still doing outdoor activities even in this c
The atmosphere was very comfortable.After chatting for a while, I took out a soft tape measure from my bag to take the measurements of Madam Smith.Frank instructed, "Ms. Wilson, make sure to take measurements for Madam Shaw as well.""Sure."The more people, the more design orders—something I was more than happy to accommodate.Madam Shaw waved her hand, "I don't need it...""Grandma!"Frank interrupted, coaxing her gently, "If you refuse, it will look like I'm showing favoritism.""Alright, alright," Madam Shaw agreed with a smile.Just after finishing the measurements, the butler came to announce that dinner was ready.However, Frank received a phone call and had to leave suddenly. Before he left, he handed me a room card.I didn't want to stay any longer, so I said, "I should be going too. I'll leave with you.""Charlotte," Madam Smith called out warmly. "Don't mind him. Stay and enjoy the meal. After dinner, I'll arrange for the driver to take you to the hotel.""Don
Although Frank constantly talked about money, he arranged for me to stay at a six-star hotel in Jeswood.I originally planned to return to Jelaston that night, but Frank said on the phone, "I'm going to Jelaston tomorrow. I can give you a ride back.""Alright."Might as well enjoy a free Bentley ride.The next day, I intended to sleep in until I woke up naturally, but a phone call disturbed me."Come downstairs."It was Frank's lazy voice.After being woken up by him for two consecutive days, I couldn't help but feel irritated. "Dude, did you stay up all night again?""Oh, is someone cranky in the morning?"I took a deep breath to calm myself and forced a smile. "Of course not, just concerned about you. Mr. Smith, what's the occasion so early in the morning?"Frank yawned. "Madam Shaw wants to see you.""Huh?" I was a bit surprised, and affected by his yawn, I got out of bed while yawning and asked, "Now?"He suddenly spoke sharply, "When do you think? Do you think I have n
"Alright," I agreed.Madam Shaw looked at Frank, "Frank, go have breakfast in the dining room. After you're done, bring a portion for Ms. Wilson.""Sure." Frank glanced at us with suspicion but said nothing more and headed towards the dining room in a casual manner.I thought Madam Shaw was going to take me to the wardrobe, but instead, her warm hand suddenly grabbed mine. "Come, sit.""Alright."A bit flustered by the attention, I sat down and didn’t dare move my hand.I realized I had never met my grandparents or great-grandparents. I don't remember if they didn't like me or if something else was the reason.Madam Shaw's aging face reflected nostalgia as she held my hand a bit tighter. "After seeing you yesterday, I dreamed about my little granddaughter last night. She kept wanting to play with you, it seems she really likes you."She smiled. "I woke up in the middle of the night, wondering if she hoped I would take good care of you."I was touched and softly said, "Madam Sh
No one expected that, despite Madam Shaw's kind and benevolent appearance, her first response to Ryan would be so sharp.I struggled to hold back my smile with great effort.Yet, it seemed that I was the only one who could find any amusement in this situation.The atmosphere was awkward and tense.The real embarrassment wasn't the comment itself but the fact that I, the ex-wife, was right there.I lowered my head slightly and looked out the window, trying to minimize my presence.The snow outside, not yet melted, dazzled and made it hard to see.I felt a gaze fixed on me and then heard Ryan's deep and calm voice. "Yes, recently divorced."Madam Shaw glanced at Bethany, her expression growing colder. "I've also heard that you played a part in it?""Grandma..." Bethany frowned, throwing a subtle glare at me. She adjusted her skirt and sat next to Madam Shaw, shaking her arm."Who told you such nonsense? Ryan's marriage had long since fallen apart... I just...""I'm asking you
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."