Ryan looked at Anna and said, "A lot has happened at the Gregory Group while you were gone. Kendrick is about to lose everything." "What do you mean by 'about to lose everything'?" Annabelle asked, stunned. "The the Gregory Group has lost its market. It's collapsing completely." "That’s impossible… A company that big—" "A bankruptcy can happen overnight," Ryan interrupted her firmly. Then, with patience, he continued, "That’s how the business world works. A company can rise to power in a day, and it can be destroyed just as quickly. If you go back now, what can you really do?" Annabelle opened her mouth, her voice dry as she replied, "I can stay by his side. Or help him in any way I can." "Don't be foolish. How exactly can you help? Can you bring in billions to save his company? If you go back now, you’ll only make him feel even more humiliated. No man wants the woman he loves to see him fail. Even if it makes him miserable, do you still insist on going back?" Annabelle bit her
Annabelle crouched down as Coco stood on its hind legs, pressing its head into her palm, rubbing against it while meowing nonstop. She wasn’t sure what it was saying, but it sounded like concern—asking where she had been and why she was only back now. Or maybe it was complaining: That two-legged beast hasn’t been home lately! Just fills up the automatic feeder and leaves! No one cleans my litter box, no one refills my water—Coco is suffering! Sister, save me! "Alright, alright, I get it," Annabelle said, rubbing the little cat’s head. She glanced at its food bowl. The food supply was fine, but the bowl definitely needed a wash. She was in a hurry to see Kendrick, but she couldn’t ignore this little one either. With a sigh, she thought—Kendrick hadn’t seen her in over ten days. A little longer wouldn’t make much of a difference. Let him hold on a bit more. She’d take care of the small one first, then deal with the big one. She quickly washed the cat’s food and water bowls, refil
After quickly packing a few things, Annabelle was ready to leave.She went down to the underground garage and found that her Coco car had been fully repaired.Seeing her old friend again filled her with warmth, and it even seemed to have been modified?She wasn’t knowledgeable about cars, but she could tell that something was different about its appearance.She could easily guess what had happened—after Kendrick found out about her street racing that night, he must have made some modifications while repairing the car. Maybe he even improved its performance.It wasn’t necessarily to encourage her to race again, but more likely to ensure that if she ever found herself in a similar situation, Coco wouldn’t fail her.Not wanting to overthink it, Annabelle got in the car and drove out of the garage.Instead of leaving the neighborhood right away, she stopped outside Gauge’s home and gave him a call.After explaining her plan, Gauge didn’t hesitate—he agreed to help immediately.A few minut
Gauge chuckled helplessly. "Kendrick is really lucky to have met you."She had just returned home, and on top of that, she had only recently recovered from snake venom poisoning. Even if the poison was neutralized, her complexion was still pale, and her body hadn’t fully recovered.Any other girl in her situation would probably be resting at home, basking in a little pampering.But not her—she didn’t stop to rest for even a moment. She was already running around, handling various matters for Kendrick.Even if what she was doing seemed minor, who was to say that these small actions wouldn’t have a big impact?Gauge glanced at the wound on the back of her hand, feeling a pang of sympathy.After they passed an intersection, he suddenly asked Annabelle to pull over."What’s wrong?" she asked, thinking he had something important to take care of.Gauge got out of the car, walked over to the driver’s side, and opened her door. "I’ll drive. You should rest for a bit."Annabelle smiled. She wa
Annabelle decided she needed to bring this up with Kendrick—had the construction company cut corners on the soundproofing?That being said, the building shaking obviously wasn’t caused by overly enthusiastic couples.She suspected that the owners of these short-term rental units had altered the internal structure of their apartments to maximize space.If they had demolished load-bearing walls, the entire building’s structural integrity would be compromised, posing a serious safety hazard.This was what she needed to verify.So, with some reluctance, Gauge knocked on the door of a first-floor unit. A curly-haired woman peeked out, looked them over, and only after confirming they were university students did she let them in.Gauge then led Annabelle through the process—touring the apartment, picking a room, and even reaching the stage where they were expected to pay a deposit and move in…Annabelle remained calm, but Gauge’s face was completely flushed.The muffled, ambiguous sounds fil
As Kendrick’s car entered the neighborhood, he caught sight of his house from a distance.The lights were off.He knew that when he pushed open the door, the house would be as dark and empty as ever—there would be no Anna waiting inside.Might as well grab his things quickly and leave.He parked right in front of the villa instead of pulling into the garage—he wouldn’t be staying long anyway.Walking through the front gate, he crossed the quiet, desolate courtyard and reached the door.Fingerprint unlock.The moment he stepped inside, a streak of white fur came dashing toward him at full speed—Coco bolted over like a little colt, meowing the entire way.Kendrick raised an eyebrow. Since when was Coco this enthusiastic about seeing me?Guess the little guy had been lonely with no one at home these past few days.He suddenly felt a bit guilty—leaving Coco alone for three days was pretty cruel, even if all of its needs were taken care of automatically.No matter how advanced the setup, l
Kendrick held his phone, thinking about calling Anna.He dialed her number but didn’t press call in the end.Instead, he went to the third-floor master suite, standing by the window, gazing at the pathway winding through the villa complex.If Anna had taken the car, that meant she planned to come back.With her personality, if she truly wanted to leave him for that rich young master, she wouldn’t have taken anything that belonged to him.At most, she would have taken the cat.The cat was still here. The car was gone.That meant—she was coming back.Kendrick anxiously waited, running through different ways to greet her in his head.Should he ask: Anna, do you still remember me?No… too pathetic.Maybe scold her instead: You left for so long without a single call. Why are you even back?No, what if that really made her leave again…Then perhaps: Where have you been? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back?Still no good. He wasn’t in the mood for small talk.Coco trotted over with i
Annabelle stopped crying and stared at him blankly. “Why don’t you ask me why I didn’t call you afterward?” Kendrick cupped her face and kissed away her tears. “I wanted to ask, but the moment I saw you cry, my heart shattered. All I wanted was to hold you.” Her cheeks were still stained with tears, but upon hearing his words, she pressed her lips together and smiled. “Fool.” Kendrick gently pinched the tip of her nose. There were a thousand words left unspoken. The days of anxiety and torment disappeared the moment he saw her. Right now, Kendrick didn’t want to say anything. He just wanted to look at her. To make sure he wasn’t dreaming. To confirm that she was truly here. “Oh, I heard about the company. I was really worried about you.” Anna spoke with a nasal tone, her eyes filled with concern. Kendrick smiled at her. “I’m fine. You don’t have to worry.” She pursed her lips again. “I can explain why I didn’t contact you these past few days.” Kendrick realized he didn’t bla
Scott naturally pulled Julissa into his arms, letting her rest her head on his lap.With his fingers as a comb, he gently ran them through her hair, stroking her like a small cat.Lying there, Julissa suddenly felt like she was truly, literally holding onto the CEO’s thigh.She was just basking in her happiness when Scott’s phone rang.He answered immediately.Julissa figured it wasn’t a work call—he would never talk about work while watching a movie.Still, she lowered the volume slightly.A woman’s voice came through the speaker."Scott, are you still at work?"It was that Yvette!Julissa’s imaginary fox ears perked up as she secretly listened in.Scott replied, "I’m off work. I’m with Julissa. You and Julian can have dinner without me.""Are you coming back tonight?" Yvette paused. "I was thinking of preparing your breakfast for tomorrow.""No need. I’m not coming back tonight.""What about tomorrow night?""Not sure yet. Probably not.""Oh… okay, then I won’t bother you."The call
Julissa stole a glance at Scott.He looked perfectly composed, serious as ever.Sensing her gaze, he lowered his head and whispered into her ear, his voice gentle, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll give you time to think. I won’t force you until you completely trust me.”Warmth spread through Julissa’s heart. But the moment his deep, magnetic voice reached her ears, her entire body felt weak.She seriously suspected that while he claimed to wait for her consent, he was subtly seducing her at the same time.—At the apartment door, Scott scanned his fingerprint to unlock it.“I’ll add your fingerprint later. Come in first.”“Oh.”Julissa stepped inside as Scott placed her luggage down and took her hand, leading her on a tour.He called it a "small apartment," but in reality, it was a spacious three-bedroom unit.One of the rooms was a gym—so big that she could easily use it as her dance studio.Such a nice place sitting empty? Compared to her own miserable situation of being kicked out by her lan
Julissa thought to herself: living in a big house, catching a ride to and from work with the CEO—how could that not be great?But if her parents found out…She shuddered.“No way! If my parents knew we were living together, my dad would break my legs.”“He wouldn’t bear to.”“He totally would! He’s serious!”Thinking back to her childhood, when her dad would tap her with a small stick whenever she misbehaved, Julissa still trembled.Even though she was a girl, her parents had never gone easy on her when it came to discipline.Scott was silent for a moment before saying, “Then move into my apartment. It’s not far from here, and the subway commute to work is very convenient for you.”Julissa considered it seriously.She was only staying at her parents' house as a temporary measure until she found a suitable place to rent. She had no intention of living under their watchful eyes forever.If Scott had an apartment near the office, it would be perfect—away from her parents' nagging, plus s
Julissa’s mind went blank for a moment, unable to recover from the shock. All her emotions were being led by him, making it impossible to think clearly.When Scott’s kisses trailed down to her neck, Julissa gasped for air, finally regaining some oxygen. Her mind cleared up a little.What was this? During the day, he was the cold and fierce CEO, making her tremble in fear. Now, he had switched back to being her boyfriend, leaving her equally flustered.She pushed Scott away weakly and muttered, “One moment you’re a cold-blooded CEO, the next you’re a possessive boyfriend. Aren’t you afraid of developing a split personality, Mr. Nichols…?”The word "cold-blooded" made Scott sigh. “When have I ever made things difficult for you?”“You made me do all those reports!”“Did I really make you do them?”Wasn’t it just because another man invited her for coffee that he found an excuse to call her back?Hearing this, Julissa froze for a second.In reality, she had only glanced at a few pages bef
Scott pressed his tongue lightly against his teeth, his expression amused as he got up and walked toward Julissa.Sensing the change, she immediately stood up as well. Though she was a whole head shorter, she tried her best to maintain her aura of confidence, refusing to back down.“Miss Hickman, is this how you speak to your superior?”Julissa glared at him. “You may be my boss, but you’re also my boyfriend. Yet all you do is scold me. Scold, scold, scold.”“And why do I scold you?”“Because I made a mistake at work, and now you just can’t stand me and want to pick on me.” She puffed up like an angry little pufferfish.Scott chuckled and lifted her chin with his fingers. “Do I seem like someone who has nothing better to do?”“Who knows!” She huffed and swatted his hand away, turning her face away in a display of defiance.Since there was no one else around, she didn’t need to worry about preserving his CEO dignity. If she was unhappy, she wasn’t going to pretend otherwise.“You know
Tyler froze, his face turning red as if he found it difficult to say out loud.“It’s just… people are saying that you got this job by using your looks… that you and Mr. Nichols…”Julissa blinked. “So, you’re saying everyone thinks I’m really beautiful?”Tyler, a true science and engineering nerd, was clearly unprepared for this turn in the conversation.Scratching his head, he muttered, “You… you are very pretty…”Hearing that, Julissa happily took another bite of her cake.Tyler added earnestly, “Don’t worry, no matter what others say, I believe in you!”Julissa let out an awkward laugh. “Uh… thanks.”Well, this is awkward. She and Scott did have something going on, but she couldn’t exactly admit that—especially since Scott hadn’t made any move to make it public.The conversation was getting uncomfortable. She didn’t even feel like finishing her cake anymore and was about to excuse herself when her phone rang.A quick glance—it was the CEO’s office calling. She picked up immediately.
Julissa smiled helplessly, thanked him again, and politely picked up the small spoon.She couldn't help but think—even a coworker who barely talks to me is being this considerate and comforting, but my own boyfriend, Scott, hasn’t even acknowledged me since scolding me...Not a single word of comfort after that harsh reprimand. So cold, so heartless. Just thinking about it made her even angrier.She took one bite after another, quietly digesting both her cake and her grievances.But she had to admit—eating something sweet did make her feel a little better.That was why she had always loved desserts.While Julissa was being comforted by a kind male colleague, the culprit himself—Mr. Nichols—sat in his office, completely oblivious.It was only when he needed her for a task that he realized she wasn’t at her desk. Where did she go?Scott called Jerry into his office, assigned him the task originally meant for Julissa, and then casually asked, “Where is Julissa?”Jerry replied honestly, “
Scott raised an eyebrow and glanced at her before picking up the document for a quick review."Alright, I'll take a closer look later."He checked his watch. "It's lunchtime. Bring my meal to the office—I won't be going to the cafeteria.""Yes, Mr. Nichols. What would you like to eat?" Julissa responded with a professional smile."I thought Miss Hickman knew my preferences." Scott gave her a deep look.But Julissa remained serious. "Understood, Mr. Nichols. I'll prepare it now."With that, she turned and left the CEO’s office.Ten minutes later, she returned with the meal, including the one Yvette had prepared for him.Scott was on a call at the time. She placed the food down, and he gave her a nod.Without saying anything, Julissa turned and left.Once he finished his call, Scott looked at the meal on the coffee table and let out a helpless chuckle.He picked up his desk phone and dialed Julissa’s number.She answered quickly. "Mr. Nichols, is there something else?""So now you're no
The roundtable conference room was filled with employees.When Scott’s sharp question rang out, Julissa froze, caught off guard and a little nervous.“Y-yes… I did it…”“So, Miss Hickman, are you planning to cover the extra one million yourself?”Julissa quickly glanced at the projection screen. Holy crap, she really messed up. She had accidentally added an extra zero—120,000 had turned into 1.2 million. The difference was over a million!She snuck a guilty glance at her CEO boyfriend. “I’m sorry, Mr. Nichols. I added an extra zero by mistake…”“I don’t want to see such a basic mistake happen again. If it does, you won’t need to do this job anymore.”Julissa blinked. Why is he being so fierce…It reminded her of the terrifying math teacher she used to have in middle school.She glanced around the conference room. The other employees were looking at her with sympathy.Scott was known to be a strict boss—he was hard on himself, so he naturally held high expectations for his subordinates