"I've no jurisdiction over this issue. I don't care whether there's a need for law enforcement toward the entertainment industry. It's a cycle, and both parties are willing to do it. If anyone is unaware of my way of handling things, feel free to visit Waverly Village and ask around. Right or wrong has never been my concern. Morality is. Although certain people have indeed done something that they shouldn't have, but there was a chance for the victim to refuse. If you quit starring in this film, I believe that you wouldn't have to sleep with an ugly and sinful man. As we all know, when a woman feels inclined to sleep with a man, it's actually a pleasurable activity. However, for money and fame, some people are willing to sleep with strange and hideous men. I don't think that there should be someone to uphold justice for such people. Since ancient times, there has not been a shortage of chaste women. Everyone can go and check it out. As I always say,
Jared got out of the car and walked toward Raeleigh's direction. Upon seeing Jared, Crevor nodded his head at him. Jared found it sarcastic and said, "Do me a favor and stay the f*ck out of this matter, will you?" Crevor's gaze darkened. "Where are your manners?" Jared was about to leave. Hearing Crevor's words, he turned around and stared at Crevor. With an extremely provocative smile, he approached Crevor arrogantly. "Well, my attitude depends on who I'm talking to and you're just a lowly lackey in my eyes. How can I be polite to you?" As Jared spoke, he had already walked up to Crevor, who then laughed. "Only mad dogs keep barking at people everywhere." With that, Crevor turned and left. Jared's eyes narrowed while he watched Crevor's back as he returned to the car. Subsequently, Jared placed his fists behind his back and clenched them. Raeleigh stood by the window downstairs of the company, looking at Jared. She was accompanied by her assistant,
Jared walked to the car and looked inside. Raeleigh happened to open her eyes and saw him looking inside. Raeleigh opened the door and got out from the car while Jared took a step back. Seeing her get out of the car, he turned around and went back to his place. Xanthus went to fetch a blanket and covered Raeleigh with it when he saw her getting out of the car. After that, he brought her inside. "What are you looking at?" Xanthus asked her as she turned her head to look at Jared, who had already gone back. Raeleigh cracked a smile in amusement. "Nothing." Returning to the house, Raeleigh did not stay downstairs any longer. She immediately went upstairs to visit Novalie, who had not been out for a long time. There were servants employed to take care of her upstairs. Novalie had told Raeleigh not to visit her unless she had something important. She also said that every time Raeleigh visited her, it would make her miss Raeleigh even more. Therefore Raeleigh might as
When Ariana arrived at the company the next morning, Raeleigh summoned her into her office. Jared stood outside, unable to hear the conversation inside. Raeleigh didn't want him to hear it either. Raeleigh passed a photo to Ariana, who took a look at it and asked, "Isn't she the girl who took you away the other day?" "It's her." Raeleigh was quite pleased Ariana still remembered Maverly. She had a good memory. "You'll be working there from now on. I've asked around. The hospital is in constant look for volunteers. Of course, they won't be paid. Note that there's a child named Jacian. He has been admitted to the hospital, and he's an orphan introduced by Maverly to stay in the hospital. He needs a caretaker, and I need you to look after him. I'll notify Xanthus; as for Maverly, just get along with her. If my brother asks about you, tell him I've sent you. You can return after Jacian is discharged. Remember to report to me whatever's going on between Maverly and m
Maverly wasn't injured, but her heart raced. Slowly looking up at Xanthus, Maverly wanted to leave his embrace, but Xanthus leaned in, pressing her against the car, making her uncomfortable all over. She couldn't move at all. "Such a klutz." Xanthus fixed his gaze at Maverly, who then nodded and extended her hand to separate them. Only then did Xanthus release her. Breaking free, Maverly left his side hastily and said, "I'm home. You should go home too, Dr. Osteen. Drive safe." With that, Maverly dashed to her villa. At the front door, just as she wanted to enter, she froze, looking down. She checked her laptop to find that its screen cracked. Dumbstruck, she had only barely knocked it. Xanthus hadn't left yet. Noticing the change of her expression at the doorway, he strode to her side. "What's the matter?" "My laptop's broken." Maverly pulled a long face. Her thesis was in it. "Do you have a backup?" Xanthus took the laptop a
Xanthus had made some noodle soup. While he was plating, Maverly drooled, saying, "Looks good." "Thanks." Xanthus placed them on the table, grabbed a couple of spoons, and sat down to have the meal. Maverly gobbled down her food, unladylike. At the very least, she and Cynthia were two opposite ends, but she was, for some reason, the type that got Xanthus feeling strange lately. "Slow down. It's hot." Feeling quite abashed, Maverly flushed. Xanthus handed her a napkin, and she took it over to wipe her lips before eating at a slower pace. "Doesn't your mother cook for you when you're at her place?" "She does, but I haven't gone there for a long while. I do plan on going this year." Maverly was stuffed after emptying her bowl. Xanthus asked her, "When are you going back?" "During the break." Falling into silence, Xanthus ate his soup, taking his time. Meanwhile, Maverly got up and did the dishes. She bumped into Xanthus, wh
After lunch, Maverly went to check how the thesis went. Xanthus had composed over thirty hundred words, about ten hundred words per two hours. Maverly sat down and did a mental calculation; it'd be done by nightfall. "You're really a natural at writing theses." Maverly praised him from the bottom of her heart. "Actually, it's not that hard. You're a business major, it's mainly about eloquence and the number of words, and eloquence is of secondary importance. As long as you stay away from plagiarizing, it won't be a problem." "It's even easier for a science major. Twenty thousand words, and there you go." Maverly was at a loss for words. Her eyes widened. "How did you know all this?" "I've ghostwritten back in my college years." "No wonder... you're a veteran." Maverly nodded, looking like an adorable toddler. Xanthus beamed at her, drank a glass of water, and got back to work. By night, the thesis was done and dusted. Sc
Even after Xanthus opened his eyes, he still didn't let Maverly go but instead gazed at her with a strange expression. Maverly explained in a panic, "Last night, last night... You were the one who insisted on drinking last night. It had nothing to do with me, but don't worry; I won't come after you." Maverly pushed Xanthus away and got up, scrambling in fear to put on her clothes. Xanthus, on the other hand, didn't say anything but only stared at her. After she was fully dressed, Maverly sat on the ground and swept her gaze across the floor. Seeing some white fluid all over the place, a flush of embarrassment stung her face. "What happened yesterday was my fault. Please don't come to my house ever again. I have to go to campus; why don't you follow. Let's go together." Maverly got up and went upstairs to take a shower, changing into a new outfit afterward. Seeing that she still had some time when she came down, she cleaned the floor. Maverly st