"Jen." Just as Jenna entered through the gate, she saw Rayan standing right in front of her. He was wearing a woolen knee-length trench coat, and his tall, big figure blocked the wind and snow from reaching her. A warm, gentle smile hung across his handsome face. "Rayan." Jenna was speechless for a while, did he see and hear everything that had happened just now? There was a large gate in between, but he wasn't very far away. She stood in confusion, with a red umbrella in her freezing hand. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold wind as well. "I'm here to take you home," he said as if he could read her mind, generously and naturally. Jenna smiled and nodded. Rayan took her umbrella and held it over her head, while looking at her with his shining gaze. What is this woman made of, why is she so resilient? She was already so weak from all that she's been through, yet she was still thinking of protecting others? How kind must she be to be able to do
"Jen, why didn't you tell me that you're pregnant?" Rayan walked over with a mug of hot milk and handed it to Jenna in the living room. "Thank you." Jenna took the hot milk from Rayan's hand and squeezed it with her fingers. She squeezed a little too hard, and her veins started showing up below her nails. She raised the mug and pressed her forehead against the wall of the mug. Slowly shaking her head, she said, "Rayan, I don't want anyone to know about this." "Why? Not even me?" Rayan asked gently. "Rayan, Hansen has to marry Aria in order to save the Richards Group. If he knew that I was pregnant with his child, he would not marry her. So, I didn t want to tell anyone. I really didn t expect that I would faint that day and that everything would be exposed. I had no choice but to make you the scapegoat. I m sorry." Jenna s face was pressed strongly against the warm milk mug. Her nose was sore, and her tears flowed smoothly down the mug. "Oh, silly." Rayan si
In the morning, the sunlight shone into the room warmly through the curtains that hung on the windows, and spots of light decorated the walls of the room. Aria sat next to the hospital bed, drinking some hot milk casually, in a relaxed manner. A slight noise came from the bed, and she raised her eyes with joy. "Hansen, you're awake!" she exclaimed. Hansen's stiff eyes rolled around for a while. He slowly sat up, and looked around with his empty gaze. "Hansen, you're finally awake. You've been in a coma for a whole day and night, I've been here taking care of you the whole time," Aria said. Aria's smile was bright. Her words were sweet, and there was a faint blush on her cheeks. Hansen retracted his gaze after scanning the room with it, and a sense of coldness started to rise in his eyes. He could remember that that woman had betrayed him. That woman whom he loved so deeply had betrayed him, and left him with her lover. They ev
"Hello, Mr. Richards. I didn't expect that we would meet in the Capital City. I've come today specially to welcome you to the Capital City, if I could have the honor," Sheldon said as he nodded and bowed, looking like a servant instead. Hansen's expression remained unchanged as he touched the document folder in his hand. He leaned back arrogantly, and looked up at him as he said coldly, "I sure wasn't blessed with a meal from you, Mr. Ford. Since you're willing to welcome me here, I guess I'll have to give you the honor." With a face full of uneasiness, Sheldon said disingenuously, "Mr. Richards, I am so sorry. I had just heard from my family that you visited, and rushed over immediately." "Oh really?" Hansen sneered. He hated when people said insincere things like this, it was more disgusting than making him eat flies. He looked at him with a creepy smile, and asked coldly as he crossed his right leg over his left, "Alright, so, why are you here?" Sheldon smile
"I don't want you to respond to me. I want you to find an end to this, and make up for your conscience. Javon died a painful death. Don't you feel guilty for that?" Hansen asked furiously, knowing that he would not give in so easily. Sheldon was horrified. All of a sudden, he bit the bullet and got on his knees. "Mr. Richards, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I really can't. If I say it, I will be killed. My family members are counting on me." "Did you think that you'll be able to live if you don't speak the truth? Did all of you think that no one will find out about the fake records and report you after Javon's death? The money will just be gone like that?" Hansen scoffed and asked repeatedly. These people were evil, and shameless as well. "Mr. Richards, I was forced into this. I didn't want to do this," he replied with a bitter expression on his face. "Who was forcing you, Javon Murphy?" Hansen said aggressively. "No, no, Javon Murphy was a good
Jenna and Rayan went straight to the Ink Garden. Right at the entrance of the Ink Garden was a 200-year-old banyan tree. It had long branches and was blooming with leaves, looking solemn in the cold winter. The houses in the Ink Garden were quaint but lovely. The sky was already bright, yet the lights were still on. Standing under the banyan tree, they could see the lights in the office from across the garden. Jenna walked towards the office. "Rayan, you may go to the reception room first. It has already been set up, and the guest rooms have been prepared." As they approached the office, she took him to a villa next to the Ink Garden, where Old Master Richard used to welcome his guests while he was still alive. That place had always been cleaned regularly, and carried the charm of the olden days. However, due to the changes in trends, Trevor had already renovated it, making the interior look modern and chic. Jenna led Rayan into a high class suite and hand
The moment she appeared to be confused, Sophia explained, "That night, Aunt Ella from the Green Jade Garden dropped by all of a sudden to claim some money. It was already very late then, but it was an order that the Ink Garden's kitchen received from Young Master Richards, requesting for all the most delicious food to be sent to the hospital immediately. We didn t dare delay his order, so the entire kitchen started getting busy. We made many scrumptious dishes and quickly followed Aunt Ella to send them to the hospital. At first, Young Master Richards said that we were to make dishes like this every day, but the next day he called and said we didn t have to do it anymore. You ll have to ask Young Master Richards for more details. I don t know how to explain anymore." Sophia was worried that Jenna wouldn t understand and would reject signing the application. Technically speaking, that meal was prepared at a moment's notice, and the money was used very haphazardly, so Sophia t
The New Year's Eve that everyone was anticipating for finally arrived. The day of the Richards Family New Year Banquet that Jenna and Sabrina had planned had officially arrived. Early in the morning, the servants and staff of the Ink Garden started to get down to business after the meeting. After explaining the important points in the meeting and taking disciplinary measures, Jenna and Sabrina sat in the office wrapping gifts and checking the lists of gifts. According to the regulations, everyone who visited Richards Manor was to receive a door gift at the entrance. This was to display their wealth and generosity. Around 20 million dollars were spent on this banquet, and all sorts of media reporters rushed there the minute they heard about it. Since eight o'clock in the morning, the entrance of Richards Manor had been filled with usherettes. Big banners were hung up on the gates, and colorful flags waved in the wind. All kinds of expensive cars began