Charles was already in a bad mood, to begin with. Seeing Anderson made it even worse, especially since the latter was drinking with prostitutes.A young and beautiful girl sat on Anderson’s lap, gently coaxing him to drink, and he looked quite charming and affectionate, too! Charles felt uncomfortable witnessing this scene.Heh! Daphne’s biological father was here drinking with a prostitute while his ex-wife was at home changing diapers for her. She was even willing to sacrifice herself to marry a balding man in his fifties for the baby’s sake.In a fit of anger, he took action. Though he was a cultured man, he had a slender and strong physique, which meant he was more than capable of subduing Anderson. He grabbed Anderson’s collar and pinned him against the wall with ease, his voice carrying a hint of chilliness, "You’re enjoying yourself quite an awful lot, Anderson! Your mistress died and left behind an orphan and yet you're here drinking with a prostitute."Mistress… Orph
Indeed, who would have thought that the distinguished Anderson would’ve acted like a drunken fool in the dead of night? Just as the security guard was about to call the police, a slender figure emerged from the darkness.It was Noah.He must have been asleep. Clad in a black two-piece pajama set, topped with a long black down coat, he braved the cold night with a cigarette dangling between his fingers. It had already burnt halfway down.Under the bright porch light, he looked stunning and imposing, which accentuated Anderson’s disheveled appearance even more.As Anderson gazed at Noah, his lips trembled uncontrollably."Where is Ayanna?" he asked.Noah chuckled coldly. "Buried."Buried...Anderson’s eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't accept this outcome, yet he also found it absurdly ironic. He was the one who had driven her to her death and yet he was consumed with regret now.Noah took a drag from his cigarette, the faint green smoke hanging in the air under the porc
Anderson drove through the night to Crocksten. Snowflakes swirled in the dark. His entire world echoed with Ayanna's words, "I love you, Mr. Anderson."Outside the car, snow settled like frost. Inside, he didn’t turn on the heat. In the depths of winter, he wore only a shirt in the middle of the night. His body was nearly frozen, but inside, it felt as if a fire was burning.He didn't know what his feelings for Ayanna were. He hadn't given it much thought in the past. After all, all his love and hatred were directed at someone else. Now, however, that single phrase, "I love you, Mr. Anderson," echoed deafeningly in his ears, refusing to fade away.Five hours later, his car stopped in front of the small villa. A thin layer of snow covered the ground before it. It turned out that it also snowed in Crocksten. The entire world was covered in snow, including his heart. He took the key, unlocked the gate, and slowly stepped into Ayanna's place.The garden was filled with camell
The picture was blurry, barely discernible. Noah told him, "Ayanna was pregnant when she jumped. This is the forensic report."This news completely shattered Anderson.His phone slipped from his hand, his expression vacant, his mind unable to process the information. Suddenly, he began to hit his head and chest forcefully, but the physical pain did nothing to alleviate the guilt gnawing at his soul. He gasped for breath, finally letting out a cry that sounded like an animal in agony.Then, he collapsed heavily to the floor. Lying there, his eyes half-open, he could see the transparent fishbowl with the two red carp swimming back and forth...“Anderson cares not about Ayanna.”…Anderson found himself in a hospital room when he woke up. The room was pristine, with a faint smell of medicine. Talia sat by his bedside, gazing at him thoughtfully.Seeing her husband awake, she maintained a neutral expression and calmly stated, "Two months ago, you happened to meet her. You coul
Talia walked out of the hallway and saw light ahead.Tears streamed down her face as she gazed at the morning sun through the window. She smiled bitterly.No one won in this tragedy!…Two days later, Anderson had recovered.At nightfall, he drove alone to a secluded graveyard. It didn't take him long to find Ayanna's grave. On the white tombstone, black letters were engraved, "Grave of Ayanna Francis, mother of Daphne."Daphne. So, that was the name of their baby.Where was Ada?He was driven to madness. He lifted the stone slab and retrieved the black urn. The blooming rose in the night was turned into a cold little urn now. It lay silently in his arms.However, she would never speak again."I love you, Mr. Anderson."He didn't know the extent of his obsession. All he knew was that he wanted to make amends, to compensate. He couldn't bear to leave her alone in the cold cemetery. He wanted to bring her back to the home she shared with him.He turned on the heat in the ca
Huh?Renata looked at Gwynn and said, "It seems that Anderson is here." She held her child close, looking very mournful. Gwynn pondered for a moment and said, "If you don't want to see him, I can go and speak on your behalf." However, Renata replied, "I can't avoid him forever. Since he already knows the child is with me, he'll likely come often if we don't meet now. It's better to just meet him today." She called a servant and instructed her to bring Anderson to the parlor. After the servant left to carry out the task, she changed into a new outfit. She also put Daphne in new clothes. It was the baby’s first time meeting her irresponsible father, after all. She said to Gwynn, "You can wait for me somewhere else! I know you don't want to see him."Gwynn just smiled faintly.Anderson sat in his car in the courtyard on the ground floor.A servant approached him, saying, "Our mistress requests your presence in the small foyer on the second floor. Please come this way, Mr.
On New Year's Eve, the Sanders Villa was decorated with lanterns and festoons in preparation for the upcoming celebrations. The house was bustling with activity, especially with several kids around. In the late afternoon, Noah returned home early from the company's year-end banquet, having had a few drinks and hoping to take a nap.However, when he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw Gwynn sitting on the sofa, nursing Ocelotte. The room was warm, and Meng Yan was dressed lightly, her skin glowing. The sight of it sobered him up from his drowsiness instantly.He stared at the scene for a long moment before slowly closing the door and walking over to sit beside his wife. He reached out, gently stroking Ocelotte’s head, and asked, "How many times does this little guy eat in a day?" Their six-month-old son was chubby and healthy.The fact that he was watching her breastfeed Ocelotte made her feel a bit embarrassed. She whispered, "You’ve had some drinks, go lie down on the bed fo
Noah didn't let Gwynn speak further. After a rough sex, he leaned against her sweaty neck, his voice hoarse. "Try calling him in such an intimate manner again! I'll make sure you can't get out of bed."She panted softly, her arms wrapped around his lean waist. Her face was close to his too. She whispered tenderly, "You're already over forty years old, Noah. You should be tempering yourself, instead of acting like a young man in his twenties."He moved his face, brushed against her nose, and gave her a gentle nip. "I'll still make you moan and scream out of pleasure even if I’m in my seventies.""Is that so?"…After exchanging a few sweet words, Gwynn’s mind was still on important matters. So, she pushed Noah and got up. She smoothed her slightly tousled black hair and said to him, "Go ahead and take a nap for a while. I'll go see what the secretary wants and come back to your side later!"He took the opportunity to make a request, "Let's have another round before the New
In the presidential suite, the newlywed night was fiery, filled with affection and intimacy. The wedding banquet was still bustling with excitement.There was a special guest, who quietly arrived and hoped to leave just as quietly. He was afraid to disturb her mood and feared that if she saw him, she might not be pleased. However, despite his best efforts, they still crossed paths in the hallway.Gael stood quietly, watching Yanni. She had just taken Ella to the restroom, as she wasn’t comfortable leaving her alone. Besides Ella, there was another small girl with her, probably one of the twins she had with Keaton. The other twin was her brother.The twins were named Shay Bright and Drew Bright. Ella adored her younger siblings. Whenever she came home from school, she would always spend some time playing with them first. At night, she would sneak her little sister into her room and cuddle her to sleep, treating her like a little doll.At first, Yanni was quite worried, but she lat
In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight bathed the earth, signaling a joyous occasion at the Sanders family home. The youngest daughter of Noah and Gwynn was finally getting married. Even more delightful, she was marrying her childhood love. Dressed in a headpiece and red bridal gown, she was as beautiful as could be, the most stunning woman Zion had ever seen.The Quarto family was busy with preparations. Although they were not extremely wealthy, Jordyn was a capable family head with a good reputation. He handled both inside and outside affairs with finesse and charm. To everyone’s surprise, he got along very well with Mason.However, Noah had some reservations. “Don't you have any relatives of your own, Mason?”Mason didn’t engage with his criticism. Together with Zoe, they helped with the wedding arrangements. A traditional Chinese wedding was far more elaborate than a Western one, but thankfully, the families had enough help to avoid any chaotic moments.During the d
That night, Jamie and Paityn returned home with their daughter Carol. As soon as they arrived, Carol went to do her homework, while Paityn went to check on their youngest son, Colten Lockwood. The housekeeper was taking care of him and, upon hearing footsteps, turned her head and softly said, "Madam, you're back? He hasn't woken up at all, he's such a good boy."Paityn smiled lightly and signaled for the housekeeper to go downstairs and rest.When the door closed, she looked down at the sleeping Colten. The little one, only eight months old, resembled his father completely; almost like a miniature copy of Jamie. Even Carol, at times, would look at her brother’s face and marvel: "It’s really a masterpiece from God!"Jamie replied, "You even know what a masterpiece is?"Carol teased, "A husband’s looks are the wife’s glory!"Paityn quietly said to Jamie, “She must have seen a supermodel runway show."Jamie immediately asked, "Did she like it?"Paityn didn't answer, just smiled.
On the second floor, Gwen was trying on her wedding dress for tomorrow. Just as Zion had wished, it was a traditional Zutriysteinian wedding.The red wedding gown was crafted by the top artisans from Zutriystein, elegant and dignified. The headpiece she wore was adorned with wild pearls; each gem was carefully embedded, and the headpiece alone cost tens of millions. A substantial amount of money had been spent.The woman in the mirror was stunningly beautiful. Gwen gently touched her headpiece and muttered to herself, "Zion really doesn’t mind spending money on this little hobby of his."Gwynn, as a mother, patted her head. "This little girl really doesn’t know when to keep quiet, but luckily, she’s married well and is right here beside me..."She had given a generous wedding gift, exactly the same as when Holly got married. Like Holly, Gwen didn’t want any shares of the Sanders Group. The money that Zion earned was enough to support both of them and his small hobbies.Meanwhile
Ignacio said, "We can’t take care of both of you."Holly was at a loss for words.Lucius was at that lively age, but he was raised by his father and had good manners. When he saw Ocelotte, he respectfully greeted him, saying, "Second Uncle."Ocelotte patted his little head, thinking that the boy seemed sturdier than his own children, possibly because Molly was too fragile. He made a mental note to make sure Yeager got some extra nutrients when he went back.The black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped down the highway, getting them back to the Qiao family mansion before evening.The Sanders family’s sons had all moved out, leaving only Gwen still living at home. Holly, who rarely came back, was also staying at the house. She didn’t refuse, planning to stay for a few days before heading to Silvercrest to visit her biological parents and pay respects.The car pulled into the Sanders Residence, and the house was lit up brightly.In the courtyard parking area, luxury cars were parked everywhe
In the evening, Gwen was preparing to leave work.In the parking lot, she spotted Zion’s car, but it was empty. Just then, a school leader passed by and said to her, “Zion came to school. There’s a donation ceremony happening in the auditorium. You should go check it out. "Then, you two can head home together afterward. On a cold day like this, a nice dinner would be perfect. What a cozy idea!”Gwen playfully replied, “You really know how to enjoy life.”The leader, holding a bag of groceries, laughed, “See? Your teacher’s wife has been nagging me since morning to go home and cook while babysitting the grandkids.”Gwen smiled softly, watching him leave.In the sky, clouds glowed orange and yellow, their edges tinged with gold.She carried a thermos as she walked toward the auditorium. Along the way, a few students noticed her and started chirping excitedly, cheekily calling her “Ms. Gwen.”Gwen corrected them, “It’s Ms. Gwen.”The students laughed and teased, “Ms. Gwen! Mr. Z
Gwen stared dazedly at the man.Zion, dressed in a black coat, stood tall in the study, exuding an oppressive aura. He walked toward her and pulled the teary-eyed girl, her face streaked like a little tabby cat, into his arms. One hand gently smoothed her hair as his voice softened to the extreme, "Still saying you didn’t cry."Gwen leaned against his shoulder, mumbling, "You did it on purpose.""Are you at least a little touched?"She pounded on him twice more in response.Zion chuckled lowly, letting the girl vent while his heart ached silently.These past five years had been filled with fear and uncertainty for him. He had been afraid that before he could make a name for himself, Gwen would fall for someone else. If that happened, what could he possibly use to ask her to come back to him?The love story of a poor boy and a rich girl might've existed in novels, but the reality was often harsh.Gwen didn’t care, but he couldn’t bear to let her endure hardship.Now, as they
Zion and Gwen's marriage seemed inevitable, with no one putting up any resistance. Occasionally, Gwen even had a strange illusion.It all went so smoothly that the years of separation seemed like they had never happened, as if she and Zion had always been together. After their reunion, he didn’t even ask her about her life abroad and treated her just as he did before.She was no longer as youthful and tender, but Zion still saw her as if she were a 20-year-old girl. Gwen felt a bit dejected, thinking to herself, he must just like girls around 18-year-old.But unfortunately, the spring river flows eastward and cannot return!Zion only smiled.In winter, the days grew shorter. After work, Gwen arrived at Zion's villa, but he had not yet come home. The two housekeepers had already started preparing dinner.When Gwen got out of the car, she received a call from Zion. Her voice was soft and tender.“When will you be back?”On the other end, Zion checked the time and said, “I’ll be
Zion noticed Gwen gazing at him with those wide, expectant eyes again. With a chuckle, he reached into the pocket of his trench coat, pulled out a sleek wallet, and carefully extracted a platinum card. He placed it in her outstretched hand and said with a smile, “This is my secondary card. There’s no credit limit.” Gwen gasped softly, then teased, “Wow, aren’t you generous? Thank you, Teacher Qin.” Zion gave her a light tap on the head. Not missing a beat, Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned mischievously, “Thank you, my sugar daddy.” Zion’s response was to pull her close, cupping her cheeks as he kissed her fiercely. Though he once carried himself as an educator and now as a refined businessman, he found himself utterly smitten by her playful antics. After the kiss, Zion leaned close to Gwen's ear and murmured something uncharacteristically crude that sent a shiver down her spine. He playfully nipped her nose. “Turns out you’ve got a thing for bad boy