Jessica sweated from the pain as Grace finally sensed something was wrong. She quickly reached out and supported Jessica, a worried expression on her face. "What's wrong with you? Is it a stomachache? Jessica, don't scare me...""Pain... Grace, it hurts..." Jessica was in so much pain that she knelt on the cold ground, gripping her body, veins bulging from the strain...Grace panicked. She knew how resilient Jessica was. When she gave birth to Henry, she didn't utter a sound from the labor pains to delivering the baby. The doctors in the delivery room even thought this girl had no sensation. But now seeing her in such pain, it was definitely beyond what Grace could imagine. She swiftly gathered all the bags, rushed into the BRN store, and dumped everything on the counter, hastily pulling out five hundred dollars to give to the cashier. "Please hold on to these for me."She didn't have time to pay attention to the people calling behind her. She supported Jessica onto the elevator. Jess
Jessica felt embarrassed and pushed Henry's hand away. What fever? Can't I buy clothes for Mr. Marcus? What kind of theory is this from my son?Henry glanced at the price of the tie and at that moment, Mr. Marcus approached. Henry offered the clothes as if presenting a treasure, with a serious expression mixed with a hint of envy and resentment."Daddy, congratulations on becoming my mommy's favorite person." Henry's rosy face twisted slightly.Jessica blushed and gave Henry a smack on his little bottom. "Are you looking for trouble, baby?"Mr. Marcus grinned, feeling delighted and proud. He looked at the style of the clothes, which he liked a lot. They matched his aesthetic taste, even the tie. He exuded great taste.It must be said that Jessica's taste was unique.This outfit must have cost her a month's income, including the bonus. It's not a small amount for her, and considering Miss Jessica's materialistic personality, it's a big price for her to spend on buying clothes for him.
A silver Rolls-Royce pulled up at the Smith family mansion, where nearly ten top-of-the-line luxury cars were parked in the yard. Henry's lips curled up in a cold smile."Mr. Marcus, the master instructed that no one is allowed inside," Vincent said hesitantly.The old butler had always been kind to him, and as a child, Vincent would secretly help him apply medicine when Marcus was beaten by Dennis. He was the only person in the Smith family whom Marcus didn't feel repulsed by.Marcus took off his sunglasses and gave a cold smile. "Vincent, did Dad instruct that I cannot go in?"A frown appeared on Vincent's forehead."You shouldn't meddle in our father-son affairs," Mr. Marcus said coldly, pushing past him.Vincent hesitated and followed behind him.In the spacious living room, all the directors of Noblefull Group were seated around a round table, including Saxon and Old Mr. Alston. They were deep in conversation, but when Mr. Marcus entered, the room fell silent."Dad seems to be in
"Mr. Marcus, what about your involvement in smuggling?" Saxon smiled tenderly, shocking the directors who all looked at Mr. Marcus. Saxon continued, "What benefits does Mr. Marcus gain from my joining the Noblefull Group? Are you claiming to be innocent?"The faces of the directors became even more unpleasant as they glared at Mr. Marcus. One of them, trembling, asked, "Mr. Marcus, is what Mr. Saxon said true?"Mr. Marcus gave him a cold glance, causing him to shrink like a sparrow, diminishing his presence. Mr. Marcus raised an eyebrow mockingly. "Speaking of smuggling, the Noblefull Group was involved in smuggling in the early years. It even played with drugs. What are diamonds in comparison? My connection with Saxon was established by the chairman himself. So, it's not my responsibility. Why are you dragging me into this? I am more innocent than a birdie.""Marcus, you are just being crafty," Alston Smith slammed the table. "For several years, I have left the Noblefull Group's affa
"Mr. Marcus, there's no benefit for you to do this. If you want to play, maybe I can accompany you. Ultimately, it's unknown who will end up losing miserably. Do you really think I would face you without any defenses?" Saxon chuckled, his melancholic demeanor evoking trust from deep within.Mr. Marcus raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Are you saying you're declaring war against me?""Don't say war, I prefer the word competition," Saxon chuckled lightly, his gaze shifting with a hint of coldness. That dark aura emanating from hell made people involuntarily tremble.The entire magnificent hall suddenly seemed to be shrouded in a dark and heavy veil, menacing and dangerous. Everyone could feel the intimidating pressure belonging to the Godfather of the Mafia.Meanwhile, Mr. Marcus sat calmly as if nothing was happening, showing no signs of awareness. Fearless and undaunted, he wore his usual elegant but aloof smile, a display of unwavering confidence that no one would doubt.Two opposing a
"That's exactly what I wanted to say to you, Mr. Saxon. It was you who initiated the conflict with me. On the first day you joined in the Noblefull Group, I warned you not to oppose me. You disregarded my words. How my father and I struggle is our own business, and there's no room for outsiders to interfere. Yet, you insisted on involving yourself in this quagmire. It's as if you don't take me seriously. You've eaten my troops on my territory, yet you blame me for opposing you. Isn't that laughable?""I must assist Old Mr. Alston. It's not my intention to oppose you. As a son, you should reflect on your actions," Saxon said in a deep voice, his jade-green eyes showing a hint of displeasure."Don't you think you're the one being ridiculous?" Mr. Marcus crossed his arms. He stared at Saxon. "Why does it concern you how my father and I interact? Who are you to meddle to such an extent?""How do you know I'm not qualified to meddle?" Saxon slightly squinted his eyes and smiled suddenly. "
As Camellia and Rose approached the vicinity of the Smith Estate, they saw Mr. Marcus's car speeding past. Camellia blinked, somewhat admiring her brother's driving skills.Soon, several people started coming out of the Smith Estate, getting into cars and leaving. They all had unusual expressions, none of them looking too good.Camellia raised an eyebrow, her exceptionally beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of surprise."What's going on?" Rose hadn't paid much attention to the entrance of the Smith Estate but followed Camellia's gaze. He saw Saxon pushing Dennis, and there was a softness on the melancholic prince's face as they talked.Dennis appeared anxious, clutching onto Saxon and saying something, while Saxon calmly reassured him.Camellia's face turned colder, her eyes slowly narrowing as a dangerous glint passed through them."Rose, drive to Saxon's hotel."Rose raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. She turned the car around and headed down the mountain. "What happened?"
It was pitch black, without a trace of human presence. The black curtains fluttered in the wind, exuding a chaotic allure.Camellia narrowed her eyes, using her keen perception to analyze the level of danger in the air.Zero!She relaxed her guard and didn't bother turning on the lights, since her vision remained the same in both daylight and darkness. The presidential suite was incredibly luxurious. Camellia carefully searched and found several documents on the table, which were records of transactions between Mr. Marcus and Saxon. Camellia squinted and discreetly put them down.The wind howled on the ninety-second floor, and the black curtains danced like devil's wings. Camellia looked closely at the window sill, slightly surprised. Just as she was about to walk over, Rose said, "Camellia, once you find his head, come down immediately. You only have five minutes.""I understand."Stopping in her tracks, she headed towards the direction of the large bed.The enormous black bed was ne
"They saved me," said Saxon, with a cold laugh, "In fact, it was just a trap set by their brothers. They sent someone to ambush me while pretending to save me, successfully getting close to me. Their goal is the mafia, I'm not sure which faction they belong to.""You're really dumb," Camellia retorted. If it were Victor or Robin, this wouldn't have happened. Their core organization doesn't allow outsiders to invade easily, no matter how much trust there is.Saxon's defeat in just a few months was greatly influenced by his misjudgment of people."I admit defeat in this move," Saxon said solemnly. "Just go ahead and kill me."Camellia looked at him and smiled, "My dear brother, if I kill you, my nephew will come after me. Your life should be taken by his own hands, that's what you owe him."Desperate, Saxon closed his eyes and whispered, "Camellia, please fulfill my request, considering we're siblings.""Even if you may be my father, I won't fulfill your request," Camellia said firmly.
There were only five people on the ship.Saxon stood alone on the deck, gazing intensely at the sea, his desire to kill growing stronger. To avoid accidents, he should kill her now. And when Mr. Marcus arrived, he could deliver the final blow.Just as he thought that, the ship stopped, and Saxon roared, "What's going on?""Oh, nothing much. They were tired, so I let them rest forever." A dark figure leaped effortlessly onto the deck, her long hair flowing and her black bodysuit accentuating her seductive figure, her eyebrows exuding absolute icy firmness.Saxon called out in disbelief, "Jessica, you..."She opened her mouth, moved her lips, spat out a voice changer, and tore off the mask on her face, revealing a stunningly alluring face in front of Saxon.He was greatly surprised, but she smiled enchantingly, "My dearest big brother, you could disguise as my Brother Marcus, so why can't I disguise as my brother-in-law? How about that, I think I nailed the act, right? Forgot to tell yo
On the cruise ship out at sea.Jessica tried to move her wrist, but the handcuffs were tight, with long shackles on her feet, trailing chains on the ground, giving the room a particularly gloomy atmosphere. She smiled as she glanced around the room; it was actually quite a nice room, decorated luxuriously and comfortably. She thought to herself, that maybe if Saxon had tied her to the bed, she could have had a peaceful sleep.Her face was pale, breathing seemed a bit difficult, gasping continuously, yet she coldly laughed. Raising her hand, she knocked heavily on the cabin door. As expected, the door opened shortly after, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway, stepping inside.Blonde hair, blue eyes, with a menacing aura that seemed to suffocate, as if ready to destroy the entire world. Such a presence would make anyone feel scared.Jessica, however, smiled, appearing very calm with her usual smile, her gaze passing over him as she said, "Saxon, weren't you in Colombia planning to
Marcus slammed the door shut, and pressed his hand against it, hands supporting the door, his gaze darkly fixed on her. Jessica tried to stay calm but felt her heart racing.She couldn't meet Mr. Marcus's eyes directly, so her gaze shifted, each movement making him breathe a bit harder. She calmly lowered her eyes, ready to listen to his scolding.For a while, Mr. Marcus didn't say a word, his imposing demeanor making Jessica nervous.Finally, Jessica blurted out, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you, but you can't blame me for this. Henry asked why he didn't have a dad. I couldn't possibly tell him that you're the child of a one-night stand with a stranger, right? That would be devastating for the kid. So I had to come up with this cheesy love story. Who knew you actually got into an accident and lost your memory? Henry had already told you about the cheesy drama in advance, so I just went along with the flow. It was really just an accident, I swear.""You had plenty of chances t
It was his mother's death anniversary that day, and feeling upset, Mr. Marcus went to the bar alone after visiting the grave. Someone approached him, but he turned them down. In such moments, he had no peace of mind, but little did he know that he would meet her.She got drunk and staggered. He hurried over to help her, but she mistook him for a money boy. He was furious, feeling his pride was hurt. He was enraged, knowing she came looking for a man, and he wanted to strangle her.In his rage, that anger turned into desire.Furthermore, knowing she had been drugged fueled his anger even more. He was angry at her, frustrated with her. He couldn't understand why he had such strong impulses towards a woman he hardly knew.Maybe it was the moment of palpitations at the beach or the moment of heart fluttering when she looked up at him as he held her.That night, he lost control.But who would have known that when he woke up the next day, there was a note at the head of his bed with $100 an
On that day, Jessica flipped through the guest list for the wedding invitations and couldn't find Quincy's name. She raised an eyebrow and asked Henry, "How long has it been since you talked to Uncle Quincy?""Long time," Henry chuckled. "Mom, you also need to send invitations to the uncles and aunts on Grandpa's side. Why not send one to Uncle Quincy too?"Jessica nodded, hesitated for a moment, then decided to have Camellia drive her to meet Quincy at the park in front of the Lee Family's house.Michael Lee had been in the hospital for a while, feeling down ever since the case with Diana Brown. He had lost his former dominance and charisma; the once mighty business tycoon had fallen, his glory days long gone.Jessica felt sorry about the situation. If it weren't for what Michael Lee had done, she wouldn't have spoken so harshly that day. She only felt guilty towards Quincy.Quincy just smiled and didn't say much. There was a bit of awkwardness between them, not as warm as before, bu
Herman shot her a look of anger, but Camellia wasn't afraid of him at all. The poor little brother, always overshadowed by his brother, how sad. Any woman who falls for him still has to compete with his brother for attention, it's really a special kind of frustration.He was angry, and in the past, he would have definitely closed the video, out of sight out of mind. But today was different, he just stared at Camellia intensively.Suddenly, Camellia was curious about something, "Herman, do you have a brotherly love obsession?"If he answered yes, it would be quite interesting. She felt chaotic just thinking about it. She and Rose had also been suspected of having a lesbian relationship, and now with a pair of brothers who seem to have a homosexual relationship. Wow!"What do you mean by a brotherly love obsession?" Herman questioned.Camellia replied with a mischievous tone, "It means you look at your brother and wonder if you want to pounce on him and violate him."Rose's face darkene
After a while, there was no response from the other end.Camellia calculated the time—it was early morning in Colombia, so he shouldn't be so easily provoked to find a woman to solve his desire. Whether he understood sex was still a problem.She deliberately teased him and let him stew in anticipation."Uncle, it's been a while, and he hasn't responded," Henry said. "Maybe Herman has bled so much from his nose he passed out?"Rose chuckled. "Maybe he is having sex with a beauty."Rose nudged Camellia playfully. "Camellia, don't overdo it. You might regret it later."Camellia waved her hand, smiling without saying a word, then typed on the keyboard: "Herman, how's my figure?"After a while, there was some movement on the line, and unexpectedly, a naked picture of Herman was sent over. It was artistically shot, but his expressionless face still exuded a sinister air.Camellia, "..."Rose, "..."Henry covered his face and wailed, "Uncle-in-law, please consider the innocence of minors...
"Are you happy?" Mr. Marcus released her swollen lips from their embrace, with a smile. Whether she was happy or not was his top concern.She nodded, extremely happy.She could cherish this moment for a lifetime."As long as you're happy, darling. Henry and Camellia will arrive the day after tomorrow. They'll stay until our wedding and honeymoon. You'll be even happier," Mr. Marcus said with a smile. In the afternoon, Henry had already informed him online that he and Camellia would arrive on different flights but on the same day."Really?" Jessica's face lit up with surprise, pouting, "Henry is biased. He told you, but not me. So unfair."Mr. Marcus chuckled, "I and he need to discuss some matters.""Hmph!" Miss Jessica pouted unhappily.Mr. Marcus smiled, holding her, feeling content.She suddenly thought of something, "If you went to such great lengths for a proposal, our wedding will be like...even more sensational?""You don't need to worry about that, just put on the wedding dres