"She did.""I see." Christine gritted her teeth in secret.Since that wretched person couldn't take a hint and insisted on sticking close to her mother, she shouldn't blame her if things turned out badly. She had missed her chance with the Shaw family before, but no matter what, she wouldn't let go of Yasmin, who was an even bigger prize! At least that was what she thought.As soon as I hung up the phone, Jane came over. "You look so happy. What's the good news?""Ms. Jackson wants to help make some connections." I put down my phone. "She invited me to join her for a dinner party tomorrow.""That's great news!" Jane was also pleased. "I was just worried about how to boost your reputation in the domestic market. You know, even though we could talk business with a pile of awards, it still feels like it would be more harm than good.""Those who want to spend money on custom designs are looking for prestige, and when we seek them out ourselves, it's easy for us to be looked down upon
On the way to the hotel, the driver was at the wheel. We sat in the back seat, and Ryan was somewhat silent. Occasionally, he would glance at me but remained silent.He didn't speak, and I didn't particularly want to talk to him either, so I remained quiet as well.The hotel wasn't too far away. In silence, we soon arrived."Was that little boy who called you 'Aunt' Frank's nephew?" After a long while, Ryan's deep and hoarse voice finally broke the silence in the car.I looked up at him and met his complex black eyes. "Yes, he's the child of his cousin."Ryan seemed a bit agitated. He subconsciously took out a cigarette from his cigarette case, put it between his lips, and looked at me before stopping and not lighting it. He irritably tossed the cigarette into the ashtray in the car, his eyes fixed on me as he hesitated, then finally asked, "Are you and Frank together?"His voice had a barely perceptible tremor.I looked at him, feeling no sense of guilt at all. It felt as thoug
Ryan remained silent for quite a while. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. After a significant pause, he spoke softly, "Did it hurt?"I shook my head. "It doesn't hurt anymore."He shook his head as well. "No, I mean, did it hurt at the time?""It was okay." I licked my lips. "It wasn't the most painful thing for me.""I remember…" Ryan's voice had a nasal quality. "You were afraid of needles even when getting blood drawn."I chuckled lightly. "I was afraid of pain back then, but not so much anymore."Later on, one thing after another made me realize that pain was the simplest and most straightforward thing. There was nothing to be afraid of.Plus, being trapped in depression and having secretly stopped my medication when I first arrived in Frankes, I couldn't control my emotions. At that time, I didn't even have the luxury to think about pain. The knife was already in the wound before I even realized it.As I spoke, the car had already parked in the driveway, and the driv
"Scarlet!" Yasmin poked her on the head. "I suspect that the rumors online slandering me were spread by you."Suddenly, Ryan came over with a glass of wine, clinking it from a distance. "Ms. Jackson, it's been a while."His gaze, however, kept drifting towards me."Mr. Frost, I didn't expect you to be here tonight as well," said Yasmin, somewhat surprised. She saw through his intentions but didn't address them directly. Instead, she asked, "When did you become interested in our entertainment industry?""Just looking to get a piece of the pie," Ryan smiled and said calmly. "I'm just not sure if Ms. Jackson is willing to cooperate?"In other words, the RF Group was considering entering the entertainment industry. Out of respect for Yasmin, he wanted to give her a heads-up to avoid any future misunderstandings.Yasmin smiled. "Mr. Frost, you’re hilarious. It’s the survival of the fittest in any industry."From a distance, Christine watched the scene with gritted teeth.Her mother
Ryan was pulled away by a well-known director to discuss investment matters.As I was engaged in a lively conversation with Yasmin, a waiter came over."Miss, your juice.""Thank you."Such events offer this kind of service. Without much thought, I reached out to take it when Christine walked over.Seeing this, Yasmin reached out to check her forehead and said softly and caringly, "Sweetie, Joanne said you weren't feeling well. Are you feeling better now?""Much better, Mom." Christine stood next to her, looking obedient, and gazed dreamily at Scarlet. "Scarlet, I saw online that you'll be going to be a regular on a slow-life variety show next month. Could you take me along to experience it?"Hearing this, I roughly understood her intention—her interest in joining the entertainment industry had not waned.The show Scarlet was joining involved a director selecting a rural area, inviting a few talented actors or actresses, and adding a couple of new faces to experience leisurely
Christine took a sip from her glass after the comment.Since she was Yasmin's daughter, I couldn't refuse her request and also took a sip, saying, "Don't worry. It's a part of my job.""Ms. Jackson!" A glamorous actress came over to greet Yasmin.I seized the opportunity to speak. "Ms. Jackson, you carry on. I need to use the toilet."For some reason, despite the air conditioning in the banquet hall, I felt unusually restless. Once in the toilet, I stood at the sink, turning on the tap and repeatedly washing my hands, then splashing cold water on my arms. However, it didn't provide any relief. If anything, the discomfort worsened. Feeling extremely restless, I turned off the tap and suddenly felt dizzy. I quickly grabbed the sink to steady myself.In a daze, a thought crossed my mind. ‘I've been drugged.’From the moment I left the house until now, the only thing I had drunk was a sip of juice from the server. If someone had intentionally drugged me at this event, then th
Especially considering the methods of that man, she knew he could handle an orphan without difficulty. She had always been unsure of what she was truly worried about.Hearing this, Yasmin felt even more guilty towards her daughter. "It's okay. I’m right here with you, aren’t I? If it gets damaged or lost, I will get you a new one!""Thank you, Mom!" Christine smiled brightly. "But it's alright. It means a lot to me. It was the first gift you gave me, and if I replace it, it won't hold the same meaning. I want to keep it as it is."That man had warned her. If she flaunted it, he would deal with her personally. She still didn't have the resources to fight back. He had personally placed her in this position, but if he decided otherwise, she could easily be brought back to her original state."You silly girl." Yasmin affectionately pinched her cheeks. "Then go take off your makeup and take care of your skin. It's not good for your skin to leave it on.""Okay."Christine returned to h
He sounded like he had caught me cheating on him.Here is the English translation of the passage:Although it wasn't the case, I still felt somewhat uneasy. I looked at Ryan and said, "Mr. Frost, he's here to pick me up, so... I won't trouble you any longer. Thank you!"With that, I leaned against the car and walked towards the Mulsanne."You..."Ryan looked at me with concern, his dark eyes swirling with emotion. He took a step closer but didn't say anything, simply helping me into Frank's car.He then turned to Frank and said coldly, "There's no need for misunderstandings. She's been drugged. I'm entrusting her to you because I believe you won't take advantage of her situation."Frank sneered. "Mr. Frost, that's quite amusing. Whether I take advantage of her or not is none of your business. If I remember correctly, you no longer have any relationship with Charlotte."Ryan's back stiffened slightly, and he seemed somewhat dazed before he spoke, "Such matters are best handled w
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."
"Jane, don't argue with Zachary. This time, I am staying here voluntarily," said Jordan."I’ve made a bet with Westley, and there will be a resolution in the end."Jane nodded. "I can let you handle this matter yourself, but you have to promise me that you won’t let yourself get hurt, and you won’t just keep sacrificing yourself. If it becomes unbearable, give it up. I’ll always be here to support you."Jordan nodded. "Okay."The two sisters chatted for a long time, and only when Jane started to feel sleepy did they end the video call.Jordan handed the phone to Buck and closed the door to her room.Buck was left standing there.He felt like he had been completely abandoned, as if everything around him had fallen apart.Anyway, as a sandwich in the middle, he was already crushed, so it didn’t matter anymore.For several days, Jordan got up to eat, and the food was always food prepared by the chef.She hadn’t seen Westley around.She couldn’t really say how she felt. She just
"He is faking his psychological illness," Jordan rebutted.Even if he had one, it had nothing to do with her.Even she didn’t have any psychological issues, how could someone with such a strong mind like Westley have any psychological issues?He shouldn’t blame her for everything.Having seen enough, she turned around and walked away.But Carter called her back. "He once took good care of you, and you're going to be this heartless?"Jordan wasn’t familiar with Carter. He was usually a man of few words with a cold personality.If she greeted him, he wouldn’t respond. If she talked too much, she might get an icy look in return.She really didn’t expect that one day, he would try to mediate between her and Westley."You should focus more on your own matters," she said.His own love life was a mess, so what right did he have to interfere in hers?Jordan’s emotions were written all over her face, she didn’t hide them.Carter could guess how she was feeling just by looking at her
Jane didn’t care about Westley. Even if he was feeling it now, it was too late for regrets.If he hadn’t acted the way he did, Jordan wouldn’t have suffered so much.Moreover, he had once ignored her cries for help, so now he shouldn’t blame Jordan for his injuries.“How’s my sister?” she asked.Roy replied, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Collins, Ms. Hickey is doing fine. Except for the lack of freedom, there are no other restrictions.”“When can I have a video call with her?”Roy thought for a moment. “Since Mr. Howard is now delirious, I can make the arrangements.”“Thank you,” said Jane.“It’s no trouble, it’s my job.”After hanging up the phone, Jane looked at Zachary and asked, “What do you think?”Zachary moved the phone a little farther away to avoid radiation.After finishing the massage, he helped her lie down and said, “I’m thinking what you’re thinking.”Jane gave him a sidelong glance. “You’re slick.”Zachary smirked and bent down to kiss her forehead.“Get some rest.”