Dewetta was completely dumbfounded.All of a sudden, she felt a shiver down her spine. Her eyes darted between Mason and Westley in disbelief. They actually looked very much like each other. It was just that their bearing was different.Surrounded by wisps of smoke, Mason said, “Bingo! He’s my father! Also, he has a wife! He’ll have to divorce my mother if he wants to marry someone else! I’m aware that you’re quite the ambitious one in the company, Dewetta. Is that why you want to be my stepmother?”At that moment, her face had turned pale, almost devoid of color.She then recalled that she still had the groping angle. Wasn’t it true that the security camera couldn’t capture them?Leaning over, Mason snuffed out his cigarette and said nonchalantly, “It’s fine! Go ahead and press charges. Lockwood Corporation is going to send its legal team for this case. At the same time, they’ll make sure everyone knows about this incident.“Believe me when I say you won’t be able to land anothe
Outside of Westley’s apartment, the wiper on the black Bentley kept swishing, doing its level best to beat the rainwater to either side of the windshield. Luke was chatting with Westley in the car. The old chauffeur said, “Mr. Mason might look cold, but he really has your best interest at heart! Look at the terrible weather now. It’s pouring and he’s reluctant to let you out of the car. That’s why he offered to take your pills for you.”He added, “Mr. Mason’s far better than my poor excuse of a son!”Westley led twenty-odd years of an ordinary life. As a result, he was very neighborly. Not only did he chat with Luke, but he even praised how successful the old chauffeur’s son was.Luke chuckled and said, “He only managed to become a manager because Mr. Mason was gracious enough to give it to him! I’ve no idea how I’m going to repay Mr. Mason.”Pride was swelling in Westley’s chest.Thanks to his capable son, Lockwood Corporation’s market cap was increased by several folds in hi
At the same time, all of the lights in Lockwood Hospital were turned on. In one of the consultation rooms on the second floor, a curvaceous lady was riding a man, seeking pleasure from him. The small bed kept creaking as they moved together rhythmically. At the next moment, both of them held fast onto each other as they reached climax together, releasing all of the erotic fluids in each other.The lady would usually push him away after the throes of passion. Things were different this time, though. This time, she held his face and leaned in to kiss him. The man took in the view of her fair skin and couldn’t help but feel like going another round with her. They had been having an affair for years now. He’d help her with certain aspects of her work and she’d let him have his way with her in return. She might not have been young anymore, but she could always give him what his body needed. His wife could never satisfy him the way she did.At the next moment, he slipped his manhoo
Mason nodded in response. After that, the homicidal case was subtly suppressed by Lockwood Corporation. It was also the reason why he asked Westley to move into his manor. At first, his father wouldn’t do it because he was afraid he might inconvenience his son, but Mason said, “You’ll really inconvenience me if something bad happens to you!”That really gave Westley something to think about. Luke chimed in, “Mr. Mason’s worried about you, Mr. Westley! Dr. Jürgen used to be one of the best doctors. To see him murdered, and in such scandalous circumstances, too! Goodness, gracious. It’s too harrowing to even think about.”Westley couldn’t help but shiver.It was three in the morning by the time they returned to the manor. The rain had stopped pouring. Arrangements were made for Westley to stay in the guest room on the ground floor. Even Luke stayed the night. He said, “This is the first time I've seen a homicide. To be frank, my legs turned to jelly st the sight.”Westley t
Zoe nodded in response. He called her over and pulled her into his arms when she was close enough. Both of them were sitting on the couch side by side now.He pondered on it for a while before he told her his speculation. It wasn’t like he had any proof, but she was his wife. Essentially, she was the closest person to him in the world. It was only right that they could talk about anything with each other.She gasped. “Do you really think it’s Aunt Lila?”It wasn’t that surprising that she was astounded. After all, Lila was the pride of the Gernon family. She was talented and led a much more free-spirited life than her twin sister, Lisa. So, it was hard for Zoe to accept that his aunt was harassing Westley for no obvious reason and having an affair with Dr. Jürgen, who was a married man. The kicker came when she learned that Mason suspected that Lila was the killer.It was just too unfathomable.However, she believed in Mason with all of her heart. If he suspected his aunt, the
Zoe couldn’t resist admiring the view longer.All of a sudden, Mason leaned over and stared at her quietly. His eyes were so deep that she couldn’t fathom what was on his mind.She couldn’t help but feel that something stirred her heart.Then, he chuckled lightly, as if he saw through her thoughts. At the same time, Westley would much rather he didn’t see this private moment at all!The air was sizzling with romance.Then, they heard a car pulling into the yard. A moment later, Layla led Lisa into the manor. Lisa looked very pissed. She had probably come because of the trouble with Dewetta.However, she was quite surprised that Zoe was here.She was so stunned by her presence that she couldn't speak for a good while. “You’re here too, Zoe!”Zoe smiled faintly in response. To this day, she still couldn’t find it in her heart to forgive Lisa. Rising, she said to Mason, “I’m going to get changed and go home!”Mason needed to deal with his dad’s case. So, he asked Luke to send her
Lisa wasn’t going to let him go that easily. Instead, her words became harsher and harsher. It got so bad that Westley lost control of himself and barked, “So many years have come and gone, but you haven't changed in the least! You’re still so mean and nasty!”Lisa was about to retort when she heard footsteps from the door. It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor, crisp and pleasant.It was Mason.Both of them shut their mouths and didn’t say another word.Walking in slowly, Mason stared at them quietly. After a brief moment, he asked, “Why did you guys stop? You were fighting with each other quite fiercely. Go on. Arguing activates your brain cells, which, in turn, helps stave off dementia!”Then, he climbed upstairs to get changed.Both Westley and Lisa blamed each other for that. She sneered, “You must’ve been sick in the head to sleep with someone like Dewetta.”He retorted, agitated, “She’s behind bars now, Lisa! Go ahead and look into it if you d
Westley sat there for a long time, frozen.The manager saw how much of a weasel he was and got enraged. Yanking his arm, he smirked, “Looks like you’re not willing to pack up and leave! Do you think you own Lockwood Corporation? Or, perhaps you fancy thinking that Mr. Mason is your own son? Listen to me carefully. Your ass is fired!”Westley was a refined and cultured man. He had never been treated in this horrible way. He said gently, “Mason is indeed my son!”That stunned the manager at first.Then, he pointed a finger at Westley and mocked him loudly, “Have you got a screw loose? How could you say Mr. Mason is your son? I’ll do you one better. I’m Mr. Mason’s son!” Everyone in the office was chortling at that. They made fun of Westley and said there was something wrong with him.That was when they heard crisp footsteps at the door. At the next moment, they saw Ava and a couple of managers from the human resource department. The managers were wearing inscrutable expressions.
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
Zion could sense Gwen’s cautiousness and chuckled softly. Then, he cupped her face and planted a firm kiss on her lips. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you. We agreed to save that for our wedding night. Besides, I just drank last night, so I probably wouldn’t be much use. I want your first time to be special, so I’ll make sure I’m well-prepared.” Gwen’s cheeks turned crimson. She buried her face in his chest, mumbling, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” How peculiar! Back then, even though they were together, their relationship had always been proper and restrained. But now, here they were, sharing a bed, their bodies so intimately close it was both thrilling and embarrassing. Gwen had never experienced this before. Zion seemed to understand her thoughts. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “I haven’t either. Before the wedding night, I’ll make sure to study hard.” Gwen didn’t dare ask how he planned to “study,” though she had a pretty good idea—i
Zion maintained a respectful demeanor and immediately greeted, “Mr. Noah.” Noah, however, didn’t make things difficult for him. He gave a light cough, which could be considered acknowledgment. Then, turning to his youngest daughter, he said, “Go upstairs first. Your mother’s been waiting for you all night; she probably has something to say to you.” Gwen hesitated and didn’t move at first. Zion gently nudged her, his voice soft, “You should go.” Only then did Gwen start to move. But before heading upstairs, she walked over to Noah. As the youngest daughter and the most adept at charming her way out of trouble, she hugged her father. Only then, with visible reluctance, did she head upstairs. Her father’s anger dissipated by more than half after the hug. Watching her go, Noah turned his attention to Zion, his tone calm but firm: “Have a seat. Let’s talk.” Zion immediately sat down and, with practiced ease, poured Noah a cup of tea. Noah feigned irritation and remarked, “
But Gwen was not satisfied.With reddened eyes, she pitifully asked again, "Are you married? Is there someone else by your side? Do you still love me?"As she asked, she was more persistent than before, yet it made the man's heart ache even more.Zion remembered that when they parted ways, Gwen was still an innocent, naive girl. Now, however, she was willing to ask such direct and revealing questions. The braver she became, the more pain he felt in his heart.Zion no longer teased her. He looked into her eyes and answered seriously."No, I'm not married. There's no one else by my side. Her leg healed, and she got married earlier this year. And yes, I still love you. Very much."...Gwen's eyes turned even redder.Her voice trembled as she said, "That doesn't mean I have to be with you. I'm still mad at you."Zion took a step forward and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. It had been five years, and now she had become a teary little kitten. He remembered how
At that moment, Gwen was completely flustered. She didn’t understand what Zion meant, nor did she understand why he was deliberately getting close to her. She wanted to ask, but before she could, Zion had already led her out of the car. The restaurant arranged by the school leadership was nearby, just off campus. Gwen had been there with Zion before, but not in a private room. Returning to an old haunt brought a sense of nostalgia. Zion walked side by side with Gwen. He was six-foot tall, and she was about five-foot-five. They made for a strikingly good-looking pair. Considering their history, the school leaders naturally couldn’t resist teasing them a bit. Gwen felt slightly uncomfortable and replied, "We were young and foolish." Over the years, Zion had grown seasoned in the business world, exuding an effortless charm. He responded with a light smile, "I wonder if we can pick up where we left off—still holding a grudge?" As soon as those words were said, the schoo
After running away in a flurry that night, Gwen retreated into her home, avoiding the world outside for several days. Her father, Noah, meanwhile, busied himself with his new hobby of keeping turtles—purchased on a whim after his wife, Gwynn, teased him for being too old. In an attempt to prove his youth, Noah even released the turtles back into the wild one evening, making a point of marking one with the name "Zion" on its shell in a bold act of petty revenge. Gwynn, ever the pragmatist, found the gesture immature and pointless, but it brought him a fleeting sense of satisfaction. Gwen, however, was unaware of the antics her father had indulged in. All she knew was that her father had been unusually concerned during her self-imposed seclusion, urging her to get out and take a break. Noah's insistence that she shouldn’t remain cooped up at home was an attempt to draw her back into the world, to reconnect with life. But she couldn’t shake the weight of everything that had transp
In the lounge, Gwen curled up in Tegan’s embrace, crying silently. Tegan gently stroked her smooth black hair, sighing softly. “If you really like him, I’ll help you talk to him.”Gwen sobbed quietly, “Dad will say you’re being rebellious.”Tegan paused for a moment, then replied, “Your brother will help me, won’t he?”Gwen clung to Tegan, continuing to cry softly. She remembered that today was Yeager’s full moon celebration and decided to cry for just a little while. After all, who hasn’t shed tears in their youth?At that moment, there was a knock at the door. From the sound of it, the person outside had a very refined aura. Tegan immediately guessed who it was; it certainly wasn’t her husband. She gently rubbed Gwen’s head. “I’ll go answer it.”When Tegan opened the door, as expected, it was Zion standing outside. The two locked eyes, and after a moment of silence, Tegan calmly spoke, “You two talk.” Zion nodded.In the quiet lounge, the soft sound of Gwen’s crying fill
The following August. It was the party for Ocelotte and Molly's child. Molly had given birth to a boy, named Yeager Sanders, a name chosen by her eldest brother-in-law, Lorian. She was very fond of the name. As for Lorian and Tegan's youngest son, he was named Fergus Sanders. Yeager and Fergus were the next generation of boys in the Sanders family. However, the first child was still Lola, the one and only little princess. She loved following Gwen around. The little girl was now three and a half years old and about to start kindergarten. On the day of Yeager's party, Gwen was still taking Lola around, but she unexpectedly ran into an old acquaintance. It had truly been a long time. Since the year Zion had left for another country, although they had occasionally bumped into each other, they hadn’t had the chance for a proper meeting. How many years had passed? Gwen didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to calculate. She vaguely felt it had been four
After Yanni finished speaking, the Sanders family stood frozen in shock. It was Gwynn who recovered first, quickly asking Yanni, “How is Molly doing?” Yanni smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Aunt Gwynn. Molly is fine, just a bit overwhelmed. I think the baby came as a surprise. Ocelotte is with her right now.” Before Gwynn could respond, Noah muttered under his breath, “A surprise is great! A surprise is wonderful.” Although the young couple’s relationship was excellent, what parent wouldn’t hope for grandchildren? And with Ocelotte and Molly’s stunning looks, the baby was bound to be exceptional. The mere thought of it had Noah brimming with excitement. He silently speculated that it was definitely going to be an adorable little girl. Definitely just like Molly.After a while, Ocelotte emerged, carrying Molly in his arms. She had regained her strength after sipping some sweetened water but was advised to rest for a few days at home. Moreover, during the first trimeste