The wind rustled through the tree leaves, whispering stories of ages past as if the tree itself carried the weight of time. Brody’s black car came to a halt under the moonlit night. Molly didn't move immediately. She turned her head to look at Brody, then reached over and handed him a delicate, expensive box. Her voice was barely audible as she whispered, “I’m sorry.”Inside the box, nestled like a secret, was a white gem bracelet. It was clear from its craftsmanship that it was an heirloom from Brody’s family, a precious and irreplaceable treasure. Molly knew it was far too valuable for her to accept; she couldn’t and wouldn’t take something so precious.The interior of the car was dim, the only light coming from the faint glow outside. Brody’s eyes, which were dark as the night around them, gazed at her without a word. Brody's hand remained on the steering wheel, but his fingers caressed it gently as if he were touching the heart of someone he loved. He studied her fragile, i
Molly saw it. When Ocelotte's car brushed past them, there were tears in the corner of Molly's eyes. But Ocelotte could no longer see them; he only saw her in someone else's arms. It was all over! Ocelotte thought this was fine. Molly had found her place, and whether he got married in the future or not, he wouldn’t be tormented by midnight doubts anymore. He wouldn’t miss someone so deeply, nor would he torture himself with the tangled emotions of love and hate. Brody had also seen Ocelotte. He asked Molly, "Do you want to explain? There's still time." Brody was no saint. He loved Molly, but his feelings for her carried a tinge of heartache. Even if she didn’t end up with him, he still hoped she could find happiness. Molly was different from him; she was a celebrity. Yet sometimes, Brody felt she resembled a pitiful little puppy, unwanted and abandoned. He wanted to take her home. If Ocelotte didn’t want her, then Brody would take her home. However, the little puppy
Molly hesitated for a moment. Dave frowned. He was just about to scold her, but Ocelotte had already hung up his coat. When he turned back, his gaze rested on Molly, deep and unreadable. Dave was quick to pick up on subtleties, and he immediately caught on; Ocelotte was interested. Then, he had a lightbulb moment and realized that they must've been involved before.Seizing the opportunity, Dave seated Molly right next to Ocelotte. He even instructed her specifically to serve him more dishes and drink with him, ensuring he would leave happy. Molly softly protested that she wasn’t good at such things, which only irritated Dave. He snapped, “Just do what you used to do. Is that so hard?” Molly’s face turned a little pale. The last thing she wanted was to use Ocelotte for personal gain, but in a setting like this, she didn’t have the authority to simply walk away. Molly sat beside Ocelotte, mimicking the others’ attentive gestures by serving him food. She spoke very little,
In the elevator, Ocelotte looked up at the red numbers. His voice was calm and distant as he spoke. "Do you often attend these kinds of social events? Constantly serving men drinks and food, even wiping their pants? Doesn’t Brody care about this?"From what Ocelotte knew, Brody had a successful career outside of acting, with his own companies that earned quite well. Since Molly was supposed to be Brody's girlfriend, how could he let her go out like this? How could he let her expose herself to the spotlight and sacrifice her dignity for money?Ocelotte's disdain for Molly was real, but so was their past. He couldn’t forget it. The allure of her being the lady he loved but could never get was indeed powerful.Half a minute later, the elevator stopped on the top floor. Stepping out, they arrived at a suite in an international hotel. Ocelotte swiped the key card and opened the door. Standing at the threshold, he looked at Molly, "Come in. Don’t worry, I don’t have that intention."
The night was deep and silent.Molly wasn’t sure if she had heard him correctly. How could Ocelotte make such a request? Didn’t he hate her? Didn’t he have a girlfriend? Hadn’t he cut ties with her?Her heart was racing, filled with confusion and turmoil.Ocelotte’s gaze was intense as he asked again, his voice even deeper. “Do you want to do it? Because I really do.”Molly wanted to refuse. She knew that if she agreed, it would only make her seem even more cheap in his eyes. But she couldn’t bring herself to reject him. Deep down, she wanted him too.It’s unclear who initiated it, but they began kissing. They stumbled and fell onto the couch in the throes of passion.What followed next was an infinite and steamy entanglement between two bodies in the most erotic way possible.Both of them had abstained from sex for far too long. Naturally, it couldn’t end with just one round. Ocelotte was almost unwilling to stop as he humped her soft and gentle body. Once he slipped his manhoo
After Molly left, Ocelotte also departed. In the dead of night, he returned to the Sanders Residence. As expected, Noah was waiting, watching for his son’s return. The moment Noah saw Ocelotte’s grim face, he scoffed, "Coming back in the middle of the night, looking like a ghost. It's scary to look at your fierce expression. Do you think any ladies would want you like this?"Ocelotte took off his coat, his voice calm and distant, "I just can't get along with her."Noah sneered. "That's because there's a ghost in your heart.""Molly isn’t a ghost."Noah's mocking laughter grew louder, "So, you've finally admitted it, huh? There's someone in your heart! If you like her, go ahead and pursue her. "Why are you playing these games instead? Over the past year, you’ve been through so many blind dates, none of them were right. But the truth is, there’s someone in your heart all along."Ocelotte felt a surge of frustration. He sat down, lit a cigarette, and sank into deep thought. At
There was a photo of Molly standing on a dim street corner, smoking. Her youthful face showed a look of indifference. At that time, she was only 16, but she already looked like a little gangster. This was completely different from the celebrity she was, but her facial features clearly revealed that it was indeed Molly.Entertainment hot searches were dominated by Molly, with over 20 trending topics, and various negative reports followed one after another. It seemed like she was nailed to the pillar of shame overnight. Amid the insults, Molly was deemed unworthy of being human. Her past with Ocelotte during their youth was also dug up.Molly was branded as a gangster, a scheming woman, and a gold-digger. Her reputation was completely ruined, and her unreleased films were boycotted by the audience.In no time, everyone knew that Molly was finished.When the world was in chaos, where was she, though? She was curled up and all alone in her apartment, sitting quietly on the small so
Scarlett was gambling on whether Ocelotte, that bastard, had any conscience, whether he would step up like a man.…What surprised Scarlett even more was that there were actually people supporting Molly. The first to speak out was surprisingly Dave, who posted on Twitter. Dave stated that although Molly had caused some minor trouble for the crew, he believed she would handle things well. He also mentioned that she was a very dedicated actress and that she was not one to drink with men or seek wealthy patrons. He also said that she was an upright person. Dave was also taking a huge gamble! Scarlett called Dave immediately and scolded him, "What kind of nonsense is that? What do you mean by not drinking with men or seeking wealthy patrons?" Dave shot back, criticizing Scarlett for being tactless, "That's called showing real support, don’t you get it? When people in the industry speak up, it carries weight!" Scarlett thought Dave was out of his mind.But that wasn’t
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