Kendrick didn't pay much attention to the woman, but he also didn't refuse the drink she poured. He tilted his head back and finished it.
Alcohol entered the stomach and began to take effect, burning fiercely. Kendrick felt a bit dizzy, but unfortunately, his terrible mood did not ease. The slap Annabelle gave him on the neck seemed to hurt even more.
The woman was delighted when she saw that Kendrick did not reject her.
However, when she was about to pour the drink for Kendrick, Scott's hand blocked the bottle opening.
"I had something to discuss with Mr. Gregory."
Scott was the type of person who was as cold as ice, silent but capable of freezing someone with just a glance.
He realized that this woman was maliciously pouring Kendrick, so he was not polite to her.
The woman hesitated for a moment, but she was tactful and awkwardly smiled, "Well, you guys talk, I'll go sit over there for a while."
After the woman left, Kendrick
Seamus and Scott were playing dice boredly on the side. As soon as they saw Annabelle coming, they both stood up and greeted her."Sister-in-law, you finally arrived. I said I wanted to send Kendrick back, but he wouldn't let me touch him. He insisted on waiting for you." Seamus said helplessly with a smile.Annabelle's mouth twitched. Mr. Gregory was really quite a handful."Has he fallen asleep already?" Annabelle glanced at Kendrick on the sofa."Cough, maybe."Seamus mumbled in response, actually Kendrick had just been playing dice with the two of them.But as soon as Annabelle arrived, he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be drunk.Annabelle came and sat down beside him, her tone indifferent, "Kendrick?"No response? Annabelle then patiently tapped his shoulder and said, "Kendrick, wake up, it's time to go home."Kendrick slowly lifted his eyelids, his eyes filled with intoxication."Could you stan
Annabelle stared in horror, "What do you want me to do?""What do you think?" Kendrick smiled ambiguously.In Annabelle's mind, some indescribable images suddenly appeared.I didn't know what expression to make anymore. In her 22 years of life, it was the first time a man had made such a request to her. Although she didn't know exactly what he wanted her to do, it must be related to some kind of physical activity between a man and a woman.This drunkard, he went a bit too far with his antics.But after all, he was a drunkard and couldn't be reasoned with. If he got angry, and if he really forced himself on her, Annabelle felt like she wouldn't be able to escape.So, calming herself down, Annabelle said in a doctor-like tone, "Mr. Gregory, if you really can't hold it in, you can relieve yourself or... find a... woman."Although she had never seen Kendrick bring a woman home, she thought that for someone of his status, it should be quit
"I drank too much and couldn't take a shower. I wanted to take a bath. You wouldn't want me to drown in the bathtub, would you?"Thinking, I really wanted to drown you, you old fox, you scoundrel! Annabelle muttered angrily.Kendrick looked at her with her angry red face, clenched teeth, and narrowed eyes.Wow, she really wanted to drown him?"Drown me, and you are the prime suspect, murdering your own husband and dividing the property. Such scenarios have occurred too many times, and you will be in trouble when that happens.""Kendrick, you've really gone too far!"Annabelle clenched her fist and glared at Kendrick. If looks could kill, Mr. Gregory would have died a thousand times.However, the young master didn't feel anything at all. Instead, he laughed wickedly, taking it as if the young lady was praising him.Kendrick did not consult Annabelle again and instead, he sat up and placed his hand on her shoulder, pointing towar
"I was asking if you could take a shower by yourself!""Hard to say," Kendrick chuckled wickedly.After all the struggle, Annabelle had become exhausted and gave up resisting. Since her clothes were already wet, she decided to sit down on the ground with her back turned towards him."Fine, I won't leave. If you're not embarrassed, just wash like this." It saves you from actually drowning in the bathtub, and in the end, she'll have to take the blame.Mr. Gregory was not shy, and he was in a good mood. He considerately grabbed a clean towel and handed it to her, saying, "Put this under you, the marble is cold.""I thanked you," Annabelle gritted her teeth and said as she took the towel.In that moment, Annabelle really doubted that she must have owed him in her past life, otherwise why would God arrange for him to be by her side and torment her like this.Mr. Gregory succeeded and finally took a quiet bath.Actually, he didn't kn
Annabelle wanted to chase after, but she only wore a small underwear. She didn't dare to run out directly, as it was a bustling shopping mall!She had to call the salesperson and said that someone had just stolen her clothes, please go and retrieve them quickly.The salesperson became nervous when he heard this, "Is it the woman wearing black clothes and a black mask?""Yes, that's it, hurry up and go!"Afterwards, the shopping guide also hurriedly left. However, the mall was so big and crowded, so the black-clothed person twisted and turned, finally arriving at the mall's basement parking lot.She walked up to a white Porsche, pulled open the passenger door, and got into the car."Ms. Pratt, it's done.""Where are the clothes?"Gemma wore sunglasses and glanced at the person in the passenger seat.The woman raised her hand and looked at it.Gemma smirked and said, "Throw it away later, it's useless."After
The fire in the shopping mall was not serious, it only produced a large amount of thick smoke, so it was quickly brought under control in a short period of time.Annabelle, on the other hand, fainted due to excessive fright, so she went to the hospital to get her body checked. Kendrick then took her back home, as there was no problem found during the examination. Besides, even if they went back home, they had a private doctor available on call.Annabelle was settled in the bedroom when Kendrick's phone also rang, it was assistant Jaime calling."President, it has been determined that Madam's clothes were taken by Gemma's assistant, and the fire was an unforeseen incident."Kendrick's face was gloomy. It had been several hours since he brought Annabelle back, but the thought of her being alone in the fitting room still made him both scared and worried.After a brief pause, Kendrick said coldly, "Gemma, ban.""Yes."In the evening, Kend
Thinking about the person she called "young master," Kendrick's expression darkened, but it quickly disappeared.He tapped her forehead and said, "You heartless little thing, I braved thick smoke and flames to rush into the mall, almost died inside, and finally rescued you. And you have already forgotten."The smoke was real, the big fire was not, but it didn't matter anyway, because Mr. Gregory was determined to take credit at that moment.Annabelle was feeling a bit flustered at the moment because when she mentioned being trapped in the fitting room, she remembered that she was only wearing a set of underwear at that time...She quietly pulled back the covers and glanced at herself, put on a nightgown, but...She wore only a nightgown!It seemed like he guessed her thoughts, Kendrick chuckled softly, "When I took you to the hospital, I made you wear my coat. When we came back, I helped you clean the stains on your body and also changed you
"President... President, are you saying that all people called 'Young Master'?"As an assistant, Jaime had indeed helped Kendrick investigate various matters, but it was the first time he had to investigate all the "young masters" of Elfhedge, and he was completely clueless about it."Yes, find out all the people who are called young master or have names that sound similar to young master. Then investigate if any of them might know Annabelle."Although Jaime didn't know exactly what had happened, Boss's instructions were already very clear. Despite the immense difficulty, the purpose of his existence was to help Boss solve various troubles and difficulties."Yes, President, I will go and check right away."After hanging up the phone, Kendrick took another deep look at the photo taken in the morning.Annabelle nestled trustingly in his arms, not because she trusted him.He treated her as if she were another man.What was her rel
Seraphina understood exactly what Dereon meant—he was suggesting she sleep with the Young Master.But would sleeping with him really make him love her more?Seraphina knew very well: the reason the Young Master still had some affection for her was precisely because she knew her place and respected boundaries.She didn’t want to do anything that might make him hate her.Looking out the cabin window, Seraphina said calmly, “If the Young Master wanted me, of course I’d be willing… but I’m not going to take the initiative to do something so unnecessary.”“How is it unnecessary?!”Dereon slapped his thigh in frustration. Blood was still trickling down his forehead, running past his brow and onto his nose, making him look a little frightening. But his expression was that of a sleazy pimp, and Seraphina found it laughable.“You don’t have to convince me,” she said. “I have my own thoughts on this.”“Seraphina, you don’t understand men,” Dereon lowered his voice. “If you can hold on to the Yo
Ryan said, “That wasn’t the best opportunity just now.”“Why not?”Ryan rubbed his temples in exhaustion. “Can you use your brain before asking questions?”Seraphina quickly jumped in, “Dereon, didn’t you see that Gauge was also there?”“So what if Gauge was there?” Dereon retorted. “That kid clearly can’t fight.”Seraphina patiently explained.First, the Young Master didn’t hide his movements on this trip to South City. Running into Kendrick here was purely by chance.They weren’t prepared. Acting rashly could have led to failure.Even if they succeeded, since their movements weren’t concealed, it would be easy for the Gregory family to trace the incident back to them. And that old man from the Gregory family is no pushover.Second, Gauge was present. He’s friends with both Kendrick and Annabelle. There’s no way he’d stand by and do nothing.If Gauge got dragged into the mess, the Young Master would be making an enemy out of the Murphy family for no reason.The the Whitney Group is j
A private jet bound for Elfhedge took off smoothly from the South City airport.Inside the cabin, Annabelle was lying in a luxurious bedroom.Ryan stepped out of the room and said to Seraphina, who was standing outside the door, “She was poisoned by a type of floral toxin. It causes hallucinations and unconsciousness. She's fine now. Go get a clean set of clothes for her. I’ll help her change.”“It’s already prepared,” Seraphina’s gaze flickered slightly. She tightened her grip on the clothes in her hand and lowered her head. “Young Master, let me do it. This dress is a bit tricky to put on…”Ryan glanced at the dress in her hands, then looked deeply into her eyes. After a moment, he let out a bitter laugh. “Alright… if Anna knew I changed her clothes, she’d probably hate me even more.”Seraphina said nothing. Once Ryan stepped aside, she walked in with her head lowered.She carefully helped Annabelle out of her soiled clothes and put on the dress she had brought with her for the trip
Anna shook her head and smiled. “Nothing really. Let me do the cleaning—you’re definitely not as meticulous as I am. You go wait outside.”“No need…”“Go on, I’ll take care of it.”Annabelle was firm and took the duster from Gauge’s hand.But Gauge didn’t leave. How could he let a girl do the work while he waited outside enjoying the breeze?So the two of them cleaned together.While cleaning the room, Annabelle felt oddly emotional. Her mind was flooded with thoughts.Who was the woman who had once lived here? What kind of story did she have? What kind of mood had she been in when she left the village to live in solitude by the sea?As she wiped the mirror on the vanity, she could almost picture a woman sitting there, grooming herself in days long past.She must have been someone melancholic, yet strong-willed.A sudden wave of sadness welled up from deep within Annabelle’s heart.She couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Am I too empathetic? Why else would she feel so much for a compl
“Let’s go,” Gauge called out to her.Annabelle snapped out of her thoughts and walked toward the small wooden cabin.Gauge pointed to a patch of land behind the cabin and said that it used to be a small garden. There had once been a large tree with a wide canopy, and his father had installed a swing on one of its sturdy horizontal branches.Back then, his father often sat alone inside the cabin, sipping a couple of drinks.Meanwhile, Gauge would sit outside on the swing, watching the sea and listening to music.Looking at the now overgrown garden, Gauge showed a hint of melancholy.“Unfortunately, the big tree was cut down later, and since no one took care of the garden, it fell into disrepair. When my dad came here last year, he said he regretted not being able to maintain it.”Annabelle listened quietly. It seemed Murphy's father had deeply cared about whoever used to live here.Gauge had said before that he wasn’t sure if the person was a man or a woman—he just guessed it was a wom
Annabelle transformed visibly from a sweet little bunny into a puffed-up pufferfish, cheeks bulging with frustration.She got up to leave, but Kendrick pulled her back into his arms. He poked her puffed cheeks and chuckled,"You're really that scared someone’s going to steal me away?""If you could be stolen that easily, then you’re not worth liking."Annabelle wasn’t insecure to the point where a single text message from Kendrick would make her suspicious.But it was late, and the sudden calls and texts clearly meant something was going on.Still… she had to admit, she was just a tiny bit jealous."You jealous of Jaime too? I was on the phone with him," Kendrick laughed as he handed over his phone so she could see the call log.Annabelle glanced at it—sure enough, the call happened while she was playing the guitar. The corners of her lips twitched upward, but she still insisted stubbornly,"I said I was just casually asking."Kendrick then pulled up their group chat—the one with Jaim
Kendrick’s kiss was too passionate—so passionate it was suffocating, instantly awakening every cell in Annabelle’s body.His kiss was also too forceful—so forceful that Annabelle forgot to resist, and didn't want to resist.Because when Kendrick desired her so intensely, she too was equally, fiercely craving him.It suddenly dawned on her—she truly, deeply liked this man above her. She liked his scent, liked his voice, even liked the beads of sweat trickling down his spine.When did she fall this hard?Maybe it started back when they were ambushed and narrowly escaped death… when they lived in the hospital together… when she risked falling just to climb over the balcony and see him.When she brought herself to his bed, faced her feelings for the first time, and accepted him both emotionally and physically—she had already fallen.As for her heart… it had been open to him long before that.Maybe it started with his first kiss. From that moment, her heart had already begun to waver—she j
After his cold shower, Kendrick returned to the room and climbed into bed, but he still felt a bit restless.He gazed at the little woman for a while. She looked exhausted.Not wanting to wake her, he gently pulled her nightdress down and tucked the blanket securely around her.Then he turned around, facing away from her, closed his eyes, and tried to sleep.But in the twenty-something-degree room, Annabelle, now wrapped like a little cocoon, soon got uncomfortable and kicked the blanket off again.Not only that—she rolled over and draped her arm around Kendrick’s waist, hugging him from behind.Maybe because Kendrick’s body was still slightly cool from the cold shower, Annabelle loved the chilly "big body pillow" and even pressed her warm little face against his back.While tightly hugging her “old fox,” she continued her dream, still playing chess with the god of dreams.Kendrick let out a long sigh and gently held the hand around his waist, playfully tickling her palm.She didn’t w
Kendrick chuckled helplessly. “She really doesn’t use her phone much, so there’s no need to worry about her finding out on her own.”He’d seen Anna’s phone interface before—it was mostly filled with practical apps like dictionaries and period trackers. The usual social media apps? She had tucked them all away in a folder labeled "Rarely Used."Thinking of his quirky little wife, Kendrick’s mood lightened significantly.Of course, he knew that in this internet era, Anna might eventually come across the gossip herself. That’s why he hoped, by the time she did, he would have already taken care of everything.Then, when she found out, she’d know exactly where the "arrow" came from—and see clearly what became of the person who fired it.That way, she wouldn’t feel too anxious or wronged. At most, she’d just complain about how shameless the rumor-spreader was.It was the best way Kendrick could think of to minimize the harm.“Alright. I promise,” Gauge said solemnly.“Then that’s all,” Kend