Raeleigh remained silent. She knew a lot of things. Since there was no need for her to stay, she didn't want to ask so many questions. Even if she knew, she did not want to show him that she knew. After watching TV for a while, Raeleigh leaned on the side and began to look forward to Jacky's speech. ... Deanna was seated offstage, her face exquisitely made up. She gazed at Jacky calmly. She was looking forward to this. Even if her family didn't support him, it was enough that she did. Deanna hadn't spent a single cent of the Whalen family fortune for the past three years. Starting from the year that Raeleigh had left, Deanna had cut ties with the Whalen family because they hadn't supported Jacky to be the mayor of Capital City. She'd even moved out and had been living in Waverly Village. At first, Deanna specialized in designing cars, but she made a lot of decisions in that year. One of them was that she gave up on car designing and changed her profe
"There would be places for vacation and leisure in the village, but they will all be farm-style. If you go there, you would have to learn to farm and plant vegetables there. You would also have to cook by yourself." "The houses there are very beautiful. My lover and I fell in love there." "I hope you have a chance to go there as well." "I don't think that my background hindered my footsteps. On the contrary, I think that my background is my most powerful asset." Jacky said as he looked at the reporters, "I'll explain why I didn't participate in the last election for mayor." "One of my closest friends died at the hands of another friend in order to save me. I was also seriously injured at that time and I wasn't in a good place. I was forced to miss the election because of it. It wasn't because I had given up." The crowd burst into an uproar, and then someone asked, "Mr. Scott, if, and I really mean if you were to become Capital City's mayor, is it cor
After they entered the banquet hall, they saw two young people standing at the entrance, one with glasses and the other with no makeup. Both of them were dressed in black and they were standing at the door to welcome the guests who came to the banquet. When Raeleigh saw the man at the door, she immediately recognized the man without glasses. She had seen him in front of Logan's grave. He was the man who had cried his heart out. Raeleigh remembered that his name was Harvey. Harvey also remembered Raeleigh. When he saw Raeleigh, he walked a few steps and stood in front of Raeleigh, then stretched out his hand to her. "Raeleigh." Raeleigh was caught off guard for a moment before she looked at Harvey who wore a smile on his face. After a while, Raeleigh extended her hand to him. He was smiling brightly. "We haven't seen each other for many years. How are you doing?" Raeleigh smiled. "I'm fine, what about you? How have you been doing?" Harvey smiled and said, "
The only people that Zorion couldn't live without were Rossie and his nephews. If Jacky were to take them back with him, Zorion would never agree to it. They looked like carbon copies of Jacky, but they'd grown up under Zorion's watch. If they were to just leave all of a sudden, Zorion definitely be extremely bothered. For this reason, Zorion would only indulge Jacky. He could enter and leave the Whalen family house as he wished. Deanna could also leave freely if she wished to. Zorion had already stopped controlling her. After all, other than Jacky, no one else would be as nice to Deanna. Even Zorion had already acknowledged it. Furthermore, Jacky had always been willing to leave his children in the hands of the Whalen family. This action was enough to show them his sincerity. Zorion wasn't a fool either. Since Jacky had left his children in the Whalen family for the sake of Deanna, he could ignore Jacky coming and going freely for the sake of the children.
Some of the guests looked at Raeleigh with a smile. She was sitting there eating without talking, looking somewhat naive and kind, not like the vixens that were looking for prey all the time. The other half of the crowd had different thoughts. Who would come to this kind of function just to eat? To them, this was just an act without class. Raeleigh was calm and quiet. She was who she was. Why should she care about what others said? "Raeleigh, I have two beautiful sons at home, do you want to come over and have a look?" "We can be in-laws!" Deanna blinked and Raeleigh stopped for a moment. She slowly raised her head to look at Deanna before putting down her cutlery. She stared at Deanna and did not want to continue speaking. Jepherson frowned and recalled what Trevor said. He looked at Raeleigh carefully. Tears were about to flow out from her eyes. He said to Deanna, "I need my seat back." Jepherson stood up. Raeleigh turned her face away and wi
He paused for a moment. "When you have this sort of thinking again, you can let your wife go and enjoy all the men she wants. She shouldn't have to save herself for you." Jepherson was calm. Raeleigh then pushed the door open and came in, followed by Zorion and his sister, as well as Harvey. Raeleigh quietly returned to his side and sat down. Jepherson took a look at her. "If you don't want to be responsible for her life, maybe you should have cut your balls off. Balls gone, responsibility gone. Take the hint." "......" All the men around him could not help gasping. They all felt that what Jepherson said was like a joke, but they could not refute his logic. Jepherson knocked on the table and lowered his head. He looked at the people around him. He was in a foul mood, his tone cold. With Slade's masculinity challenged, he stared at Jepherson and laughed sarcastically. "Now, I don't believe that none of the men here hasn't had more than one chick
Raeleigh shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it." "Then let's talk about what happened before the incident." Jepherson did not give up and neither did Raeleigh answer him. She squinted her eyes. "How did he meet you? Was he the one who came to pick you up when you left?" This had been a thorn in his side and he could not let it go. He hadn't wanted to ask, but his strong desire to know had won over. Jepherson was lying on his back, waiting for an answer not forthcoming. "Raeleigh... do you love him?" "If I love him, will you release Cynthia and let me go?" Raeleigh regretted coming here. If she'd stayed there and continued searching for Cynthia, he would let her go one day. At this moment, however, she couldn't even leave. Jepherson didn't seem to want to let her go at all. "No," Jepherson said firmly. Raeleigh opened her eyes and thought for a moment, then closed them. "I don't know if this is right or wrong. I never expect
Raeleigh got out of the car and fixed her eyes on the attackers in front of her. Someone inside one of the cars knocked on the door and another opened the door before inviting her into the car. Raeleigh walked over and saw that it was Flynt as expected. After thinking for a while, she got into the car. As the door closed, she looked at the person beside her. She did not say anything but kept thinking. Flynt said, "You really don't remember?" To Raeleigh's silence, Flynt said, "I don't believe it." She looked at him. "What happened to your hand?" Flynt wore a pair of gloves, but his metal wrist was still exposed. Raeleigh saw it by chance when she lowered her head. Flynt immediately said, "Jepherson did this." Then he took off the gloves, rolled up his sleeves, and showed half of his arm. Raeleigh thought for a long time before saying, "Is it a metal arm?" "Does it creep you out?" Flynt asked Raeleigh, but she did not answer. B