When they came down, Jessica was covered in sweat, but Henry remained calm and composed, creating a stark contrast. "Baby, you're too boring. Even in a place like this, you can't put on a suitable expression." Jessica was unwilling to accept that her son was more composed than her. She pinched his rosy cheeks in retaliation. "Mummy, it's not exciting enough to begin with!" Henry smiled, behaving like a little gentleman, charming everyone at the amusement park. During an arms deal, Victor had a conflict with an Arab arms manufacturer. The negotiation process decided who would be in command by playing Russian roulette. This scene was recorded, and Robin showed it to Henry, who chuckled and praised Victor for his boldness. That's how games should be, to be stimulating enough! When they returned to their original spot, Mr. Miller smiled at Jessica, and Henry nodded repeatedly, causing Jessica to protest in dissatisfaction. The three of them sat down to rest, planning to go home after
Mr. Marcus looked at the number displayed on his phone, Jessica's phone?! He frowned. Who is this? "At home!" "My Mommy had an accident, and the doctor wants to amputate. I refuse. Can you help me talk to the doctor?" Henry briefly explained the situation. Mr. Marcus stood up with a swish. His actions were too abrupt, and the files on the table were scattered. Mr. Marcus had a grave face, without any hesitation. He grabbed his car keys and swiftly left, commanding as he walked, "Give the phone to the doctor!" Henry obediently handed the phone to the doctor. The doctor took it, and upon hearing Mr. Marcus identify himself, his attitude immediately became respectful. "How is the patient's condition?" The doctor dared not conceal anything and told Mr. Marcus about Jessica's condition in detail. He emphasized, "The patient's condition is very critical. If we don't perform the surgery, there definitely be a risk to her life. It's just that her child is too stubborn and refuses..." Ma
Mr. Miller looked at the man's back and felt much calmer. He might be Henry's father. With him around, Mr. Miller felt a lot of reassurance. Although he didn't know the specifics of the situation, when a family faced a disaster, they always hoped for a pair of strong shoulders to bear all the panic and worries of the family. Jessica was the backbone of the family, and HE was getting older and didn't understand anything. Henry was too young and couldn't do anything. Now that he was here, standing so upright, seemingly fearless even if the sky were to fall. Mr. Miller's fondness for Mr. Marcus rose sharply. "Mr. Marcus..." The doctor, seeing him silent for so long, tried to persuade him to agree to the surgery for Jessica. Marcus turned around, glanced at Mr. Miller, and firmly said to the doctor, "We won't proceed with the surgery!" Dominant and unquestionable! He chose to believe in Jessica's son. Although reason told him that a small child couldn't be trusted, he was willing to
The child's words were light and his attitude was good, but the implications in his words were extremely cold and decisive, without any hesitation. Such a young child, yet so methodical in handling things, very determined and efficient. Take Jessica's situation as an example. If it were another child, they wouldn't be able to withstand the doctor's advice and sign a consent form for Jessica to undergo amputation surgery. But he wouldn't, he knew he was too young to convince anyone. He found someone who could handle the situation and then went to find someone to treat Jessica. From the moment he said, "My mommy, I'm responsible," Marcus knew that this son of Jessica was resolute and ruthless, a formidable person. And in their meeting, in just three or five words, he was even more certain. This kid is a tough character! Marcus glared at him, and Henry curled his eyebrows, flashing him a bright smile. The feeling of being annoyed by Jessica's hypocritical attitude came back to Mar
Whenever Old Mr. Alston spoke to him, it was always in commanding tones, and Marcus had grown accustomed to it. But he rarely heard him sound so urgent. If it wasn't an emergency, Old Mr. Alston wouldn't contact him. "I'm busy right now!" Marcus refused, glancing at the operating room. Even though Antonio was the surgeon and he had reassured him that Jessica would be safe, Marcus still felt uneasy. He had to wait for the surgery to be successful before he could relax. "Come back immediately!" Old Mr. Alston's voice became sharper, laced with anger. Marcus was puzzled. What was going on? After thinking for a moment, he realized that apart from Dennis' incident, there hadn't been anything significant recently. In a cold tone, Marcus said, "Dad, I'm really busy right now. If there's something, we'll talk about it tonight!" "I don't care what you're doing right now. Come back immediately!" Old Mr. Alston repeated for the third time. Marcus coldly curled his lips and hung up the pho
"What's the matter? No words left to say?" Old Mr. Alston taunted, a hint of cunning appearing on his elderly face. "See for yourself!" After Old Mr. Alston finished speaking, he angrily threw the bag of documents on the table towards Marcus. The bag hit Marcus's chest and fell, causing two photos to slide out. Marcus's heart skipped a beat as he bent down to pick them up. There were two photos of Henry! One of the photos was of Henry wearing a primary school uniform, with his rosy face adorned by an elegant smile. The photo was taken beautifully, exuding an elegance that resembled a little gentleman, making him very likable. The other photo was a picture of Jessica and Henry together! In the background was the Eiffel Tower. In the photo, Jessica was wearing a red dress, meticulously dressed up, radiating purity and grace, resembling a blooming red rose, captivating and almost enchanting. She half squatted, cradling little Henry in her arms, both mother and son smiling, creating an
Dennis wanted to run, but couldn't summon any strength. He looked frantic and sweat poured down like rain. His eyes revealed his fear without any concealment. That little boy, who was adorable and elegant in every move, exuded an air of elegance. But it struck fear into his heart. How did he find him? How did he know that he had collided with them? Damn it, if only he had killed the child! "You're wrong? What mistake have you made? Let me hear it," Henry asked softly. Dennis froze, then suddenly covered his mouth. Oh no, he let slip the fact that he was the one who hit Jessica and her son. No one was supposed to know about it since there were no surveillance cameras on that street. "I..." Dennis was blocked, unable to say a word. He felt both scared and anxious, his face turning an unattractive shade of red. He looked disheveled and sleazy. Henry sneered in his heart. It was unfortunate that they were related by blood. What a tragedy for the family! "You can't say it?" Henry smi
A picture of Marcus suddenly appeared on the screen, and Antonio raised an eyebrow, "Your father!" Henry's cute and pink face was filled with annoyance and distress. He propped his cheek on his hand and muttered to himself, "I wanted to maintain an elegant and cute image in front of my dad, but it seems... Well, reality and ideals are indeed far apart." Antonio chuckled, "That doesn't sound sincere at all. Come on, you don't need to maintain anything. Your image has always been elegant and cute." Henry pouted and restarted the warning system. "Henry, Mr. Marcus is quite capable," Antonio remarked, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "You had Victor distract his people and deliberately mislead them, and made him think this was just an accident. But they were still able to find out the truth and even discovered that Dennis was here. It's quite incredible!" During their conversation, there was no shortage of praise. They were both men, standing at the pinnacle of the world. T
"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