Under the clear blue sky with white clouds, after an hour and a half, a plane landed at Sunnydale International Airport.It touched down and taxied for a while...Britney and her group had arrived in Sunnydale. She glanced at her watch and said, “Let’s head to the hospital first and meet Alan.”“Got it!” Malia replied.The three of them walked out of the airport, hailed a taxi, and headed directly to Sunnydale Hospital.An hour later, the taxi stopped outside the hospital.A man in his early twenties stood at the hospital entrance, clearly having been waiting for a while. As soon as he saw Britney and the others get out of the car, he quickly approached them, taking the suitcase from Bryant.“Mr. Hammond, I’m Alan, Assistant to Logan!” Alan had come down to wait as soon as he received the call that Mr. Hammond had arrived in Sunnydale.“Hello, I’m Malia, Mr. Hammond’s secretary. He’s here to protect Mr. Hammond—Bryant!” Alan had only recently joined, and Malia, sensing he might not be
Britney spoke up, instructing Bryant to stand down.After all, this was the entrance to InnoVerve Design’s headquarters. If anything were to happen here, it would be detrimental to everyone.“Britney...”Conrad stepped forward. It had been a few days since they last saw each other, and at the banquet hosted by Franklin, they hadn’t had a chance to speak. Now, seeing her so close, he naturally wanted to talk, even if it wasn’t about love.“Mr. Schwartz, I didn’t expect to run into you here. But from now on, we’re competitors, so there’s really nothing to discuss.” Britney gave him a polite, professional smile, but her tone was cool and indifferent.At first, after being betrayed, she had thought that couples who fell in love could at least remain friends. And if they couldn’t be friends, they wouldn’t be enemies. But now, there was no need for any of that.She acknowledged that Stephanie’s words had shocked her deeply. She now realized that what she had once thought was a pure, innocen
Conrad asked with a hint of threat in his voice,"Are you sure you want to reject me so decisively?"However, Britney didn’t respond. She simply took a seat in another area with Bryant.Conrad furrowed his brow, a deep line forming between his eyes. Why did she make him feel so defeated lately? She was no longer the person he could control...He waved to his assistant, Hank.Hank leaned down, listening to Conrad’s instructions before nodding and heading off to speak with a staff member from InnoVerve Design.Conrad reclined in his chair, crossing his legs, and concealed his arrogance in a casual pose, waiting for the next act to unfold.The wait wasn’t long. Based on her observations, aside from the nearly hour-long session for Conrad and the two large local internet companies from Sunnydale who stayed quite long, the other companies only had about half an hour to present. Most were out in just ten minutes, shaking their heads.It seemed that the decision-makers had already identified
Since it was a personal matter, David approached with his cup in hand and asked Britney,"This is a special tea made by my mother. It has a refreshing, invigorating effect! If brewed with high-quality spring water, it tastes even clearer and more delightful!"Though the flavor might be a bit weaker with regular water, the effect was still what mattered.She had brought this tea with her on a whim, remembering that her mother had given her a packet of it the last time she went home, asking her to brew it for Manuel. This tea was particularly favored by men, and her mother had specially cultivated the tea plants herself, irrigated by spring water from the mountain, and took great care in every step of its cultivation. Whenever her father invited important guests over for business, this tea would always be used to entertain them.So, Britney had brought it with her to Sunnydale, never expecting she would actually use it.She had asked Malia to fetch the tea earlier."Is it available outs
After the bath, Britney felt refreshed and relaxed.She had just finished applying her skincare and was stepping out of the bathroom when she noticed a man in her room...Her first instinct was to wonder how he had gotten into her room and how he had entered.Conrad was sitting there in his open suit, casually holding a wine glass in one hand and a bottle in the other. He lifted his dazed eyes and looked at Britney, who was still in her bathrobe."Britney," Conrad murmured, swirling the blood-red liquid in his glass, his voice tinged with the suppressed longing he had been holding in."What are you doing in my room?" Britney asked warily, no longer concerned with how he had gotten in.The only explanation for him having the key and being able to walk in so easily was one possibility: the hotel was owned by the Schwartz family. Thinking back, she remembered that the Schwartz family had been involved in real estate here in Sunnydale a few years ago...What a coincidence.At this time, s
These two names had been tied together for a long time...So he wouldn’t allow them to be separated...The past was behind them, and he knew he was wrong. As long as she accepted him, he wouldn’t mind that she had been with that other man. In fact, it would balance things out. He didn’t think it would affect their future. As long as they could be happy together going forward, that was all that mattered."You say you don’t love me, but that’s a lie, isn’t it? You’re just trying to provoke me by being with Manuel, right?" Conrad spoke with deep emotion, his true thoughts spilling out as he moved closer to Britney.The longing that had been growing inside him, the suppressed thoughts, all intensified as he got closer."Britney... I love you..."Seeing her so close, Conrad could no longer hold back and wanted to kiss her...He missed the taste of her lips...Suddenly, he closed the distance. The light hit his handsome face as Britney turned away, her expression filled with disgust. His ki
Conrad, reeking of alcohol, hung up the phone and threw it onto the carpet."Conrad, if you think you can do something to me tonight, don’t regret it!"Britney spoke coldly.She wasn’t joking. If Conrad truly intended to harm her, she would make sure he didn’t succeed.Conrad pressed his lips together, his brow furrowing. His eyes, dark like a deep spring, glimmered with an unsettling light. The dryness in his throat, caused by alcohol, couldn’t compare to the aching discomfort in his heart. It felt like being betrayed by Britney…Did she really not want to be with him anymore?He had softened his attitude, begging for her forgiveness, just hoping for a second chance.But she was still thinking of ways to escape him, unwilling to hear his explanations…"Britney, do you really hate me this much?"Yes, he didn’t know exactly when it happened, but in her eyes, he no longer saw the dependency and love she once had for him.He didn’t dare to think any further."Yes!" Britney didn’t hesitat
Bryant understood that Britney didn’t want to hide anything from Mr. Castro; she just didn’t want him to worry. So, with a muted response, he returned to his room.Britney also closed the door to her room.Malia took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. "Mr. Hammond, I’m going to sleep now." She chose not to ask what had happened. In fact, when she walked to Britney’s room earlier and saw the man inside, she had already guessed a lot.It was getting late, and they needed to wake up early tomorrow. She didn’t want to disturb Britney, so she thought it would be better to just get in bed and sleep."Okay, you rest," Britney replied, heading toward the bathroom. She shut the door behind her, took off her bathrobe, and decisively threw it into the trash can.Her encounter with Conrad hadn’t been pleasant, and she didn’t want to carry his scent on her anymore.Let everything between them end here.Standing under the shower, she let the water wash over her, scrubbing her face, trying to c
Skyler had fallen asleep, but her mind remained alert. After all, Raiden had left a psychological scar on her today.As soon as Raiden mentioned being hungry, she couldn't help but complain to herself. He hadn't felt hungry earlier, and now, suddenly, he was.But despite the resentment in her heart, she didn’t dare voice it. After all, he was the young master, and she was just a servant..."Should I heat it up for you?" Since this "ancestor" had called for her, it was clear he wouldn’t do it himself. And it was late, so the other family members had likely already gone to sleep.Sure enough, the young master kicked his feet and said, "Should I do it myself?" If he was going to do it himself, why bother calling her? The real reason was that he couldn’t sleep and, seeing her sleep soundly beside him, a psychological urge stirred within him.If he couldn’t sleep, neither should she. It was a kind of unhealthy mentality.He wanted to wake her up
Skyler finally had the chance to observe the entire room. The decor was simple yet refined.A large sky-blue bed, a desk with a desktop LCD computer, and some model decorations—all expensive just at a glance. It matched his unruly personality well. However, it was clear he didn’t come home often; everything here still looked brand new."Where are you sleeping? Why are you asking me?"Since his father let her move in, he must have arranged a place for her."Do you have an extra blanket? I’ll sleep on the floor."The bed was big enough for two people, and she had slept with him before—otherwise, how would she have gotten pregnant? But at this moment, she didn’t dare sleep with him. She hadn’t forgotten the way he had looked downstairs, as if he wanted to devour her alive.She didn’t dare provoke him again, afraid that if she shared a bed with him, she might not even know how she died.She knew t
"Do you think you've found yourself a backer now? Is that why you feel so important?"Raiden’s tone was full of sarcasm.He looked exactly like a little kid afraid of losing his father's love.It’s often said that women mature faster than men, and Skyler was one of those women. She could see exactly what Raiden was upset about, and a smile tugged at her lips."No, Mr.Calderon! My biggest backer is you," Skyler admitted her mistake.Like hell he’d believe that! The innocence she had before was completely gone now.Raiden let out a cold snort and sneered, "Skyler, I didn't expect your appetite to be this big. First, you took my house, and now, in the blink of an eye, you've managed to squeeze a fortune out of my dad. Did your brain suddenly become enlightened? You’re making money at an impressive speed!""Mr.Calderon, I did go back on my word in this matter. I’m sorry! Here’s the key to the house you
Every parent, when talking about their child, always wears the kindest smile. Frankie was no exception. And when he thought about the fact that he would soon become a grandfather, his mood improved even more.Feeling good, he couldn’t help but chat a little more with Skyler.As Frankie flipped through old photos of Raiden’s childhood and talked about his younger days, Skyler truly saw how adorable he had been as a child.Uncle Calderon wasn’t lying—Mr.Calderon had been handsome since he was little.Big eyes, double eyelids, a high nose bridge, rosy lips, pearly white teeth, and fair skin—all combined with that charmingly arrogant expression…Skyler subconsciously placed her hand on her belly, wondering if the baby inside would be just as good-looking. If it were a girl and took after Mr.Calderon, she certainly wouldn’t be unattractive."Master, dinner is ready!" a servant came forward and announced.
"She should take a good look at herself! She doesn't want to marry me?" Raiden shouted.Who did she think she was? And who was he? Since when did a woman have the right to reject him?Since he was old enough to understand things, he had been surrounded by countless women, all vying for his attention. Which woman didn't want to marry him?Raiden sneered internally. This woman was definitely playing hard to get in front of his father, trying to win his favor so that he would pressure him into marrying her.I didn't see this coming.Skyler, so you dare play tricks on me!Skyler shivered slightly under Raiden’s sharp gaze. Was it a crime now to not want to marry him?Frankie stepped forward and kicked his own son. "And you should take a good look at yourself!"That kick wasn’t light. Raiden gasped in pain and quickly pulled his leg back to clutch it.Damn it!He was almost thirty, yet his old man still kicked him with
When Raiden walked in, he actually found that woman in his house!Without a word, he rushed up to her, grabbed her wrist, and started dragging her outside with large strides."Mr.Calderon, what are you doing?" Caught off guard by his strength, Skyler’s wrist throbbed in pain as she frowned and couldn't help but cry out."Don't ask, just come with me!"As soon as Raiden received a call from the person he had arranged to take Skyler to the hospital, he rushed back immediately.He had sent her to get an abortion, and she was already on the operating table—yet somehow, the old trickster in his family had intercepted her! Just thinking about how the plan was almost completed but was suddenly interrupted made him incredibly frustrated.How could he not know what that old fox was scheming?For the past few years, every time he returned home, the old man would pester him about marriage. Eventually, he got so fed up that he outrigh
Frankie was setting up Skyler, but unfortunately, she was too young and inexperienced to realize it. She had never encountered such schemes before, let alone faced an old fox like Frankie.At first, Skyler had no idea who had decided against her abortion. It wasn’t until she had spoken with Frankie for a while that she finally understood—it was the old master himself who wanted to keep his grandchild.She had already promised Raiden that she would terminate the pregnancy, and she had struggled internally for a long time. But in the end, her heart leaned toward keeping the child.“However, I have three conditions.”“Go ahead, go ahead…” Frankie was so delighted that she had agreed that he would have accepted a hundred conditions if necessary.“First, after the child is born, I want to be able to visit them whenever I wish. But you can rest assured—I will only be visiting the child and will have
Raiden’s Father...Hearing Frankie's words, Skyler couldn't help but look up. He wasn’t like what she had imagined. The middle-aged man in front of her was well-maintained, looking energetic and full of vitality. His smile was warm and friendly. There were indeed some resemblances between him and Raiden—he must have been quite a charming man in his younger years.Seeing her subtly relax, Frankie chuckled, “What do you think? Not quite what you imagined, right?”Having her thoughts seen through so easily, Skyler blushed, feeling slightly embarrassed. “It’s a bit different from what I expected,” she admitted.“Sit down and talk. I’m not used to looking up at people while speaking.” Frankie deliberately said this, knowing that otherwise, she wouldn’t sit down.Just as he had anticipated, Skyler realized that standing while talking to someone like this was somewhat impolite. Beside
Skyler looked at the cold, sterile operating table, her steps heavy as she walked over and lay down with the nurse’s help. Staring at her still-flat stomach, she silently whispered to the tiny life inside her, "Baby, I'm sorry."He had been so well-behaved. She had heard that during the first three months of pregnancy, morning sickness was common, sometimes severe enough to make one feel like the world was spinning. Yet, she hadn’t experienced any of that—she felt just like a normal person. She knew her baby must be a very obedient child.Unfortunately, she had no ability to keep him. If she forced his birth, he would only suffer alongside her.So, I’m sorry. It’s because I’m not brave enough…She had never intended to keep this child, but that didn’t mean she had no feelings for him. He was, after all, her own flesh and blood."Miss Oneal, we’re going to administer the anesthesia now. Try to r