Cedric's wine glass shattered against the wall with a loud crash, its contents spilling like sorrowful red tears.Rising tensely from the couch, he stormed out of the room, his aura dark and foreboding."Evander, what's going on? Sophie was pregnant and had an abortion?" Sean quickly pieced things together, wondering if Sophie had gone to the hospital to terminate the pregnancy.Evander sighed, his eyes filled with worry. He had never seen Cedric this angry.'Well, Sophie will have to fend for herself now,' he thought.-Back in the apartment, Jeanna tucked Sophie into bed, offering comfort. "I've ordered some nourishing soup for you. The doctor said your wound should heal in three days."Despite the pain from her post-surgery wound, Sophie managed a forced smile for Jeanna and then closed her eyes to rest. "I'll take a nap first.""Okay, I'll wake you when the soup arrives."After Jeanna closed the bedroom door, she flopped onto the couch with a frustrated face. 'Sophie end
Sophie's quick acknowledgment triggered a barely restrained fury in Cedric, evident in the twitch of his lips and the intensity of his gaze. His eyes blazed with resentment as he stared at her, his lips contorting into a strange smirk."You never wanted anything from me, did you, Sophie? Do you truly believe Austin can provide more than I can?" Cedric's voice dripped with sarcasm, his sinister smile sending shivers down Sophie's spine.As Cedric's hand brushed against her abdomen, Sophie met his gaze with newfound loathing. "What others can offer is irrelevant. You are not fit to be the father of my child.""So, you just let him die!"Sophie's heart ached, but she held Cedric's gaze defiantly. "Yes, the child is gone."Cedric's anger simmered at her admission. He had wanted the child gone, but her indifference and smile when she agreed stung him deeply.Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her cheek.Cedric's hand was gripping her face tightly. "Sophie, who do you think you are? I
After three days of rest at home, Sophie returned to work at Luxford Group, her face still showing signs of frailty.A concerned Linda remarked, "Ms. Luxford, your health is crucial. You seem exhausted.""I can manage," Sophie reassured with a smile, gesturing to her large thermos. "Jean makes me special mixes every day. I think I've even gained weight."She laughed, reflecting on her reliance on takeout since she sent Mrs. Carrie back to the Carlson family. Fueled by thoughts of her child, she was determined to stabilize Luxford Group before her pregnancy became more evident, allowing her to focus on childbirth abroad.Linda said, "But still—""I'm fine, really. Please gather the executives and the entire design department in the meeting room in half an hour," Sophie interrupted, reassuring Linda and Jeanna, who were worried about her.As a soon-to-be mother, she felt a need to be stronger than ever."Alright, I'll inform them now."-Half an hour later, the meeting room was
"No problem," Sophie said, watching Tiffany leave. Then she turned to Linda. "Have you noticed Jeanna has been unusually quiet today?""It does seem so," Linda commented, scanning the room. Typically, Jeanna would have made her presence more known."Let's not worry about her for now." Sophie decided, pressing her hand to her chest as she felt another wave of nausea. She quickly made her way to her office.After the meeting, Jeanna secluded herself in her office, locking the door and starting her live stream. As soon as she went live, her followers flooded her with questions.[Jean, why are you live streaming at this hour?]"I have a personal matter and need some advice from you all," said Jeanna.She could not stand by while Cedric and Vivienne treated Sophie so poorly. She briefly explained the situation, and the comments section erupted with suggestions.One follower suggested: [Find some guys to shame that mistress before getting rid of her.]Jeanna frowned. "That seems a bi
Cedric's expression briefly clouded over before returning to calm. "You're reading too much into it. Join me at the company today, and I'll have HR sort out a suitable role for you," he said.With a hopeful smile, Vivienne assisted Cedric with his briefcase, and they departed the villa together.-Fifteen minutes later, the Rolls Royce pulled up at the Carlson Group headquarters.The security guards recognized Cedric and rushed to open his car door. They were visibly taken aback to see Vivienne in the car as well. It seemed that Ms. Kerrigan was indeed set to become their CEO's new wife.For several days, Cedric brought Vivienne to work with him, sparking gossip among the Carlson employees.Near the elevator, a group of stylishly dressed female staff whispered among themselves."The former Mrs. Carlson has barely left, and she is already stepping into her shoes. Isn't that too hasty?""Jealous much? She gave the CEO a son. Don't you know the saying, 'The child's status elevates
As quitting time approached, Jeanna slipped out of work ahead of schedule, her backpack filled with supplies. She quietly made her way to the Carlson Group parking lot, where a driver's dispute with security guards provided a perfect diversion.With a grin, she felt fortunate.Having invested in the most stubborn spray can available, she retrieved it from her bag and shook it vigorously. She was prepared to transform a pristine Rolls Royce into a canvas for her graffiti art.The spray paint hissed as she coated the black luxury car with a vibrant poop-green."That's for ruining Sophie's life. Let's see how you like this shade on your car," she muttered under her breath.After crafting a poop emoji, Jeanna gleefully chose other garish colors, unable to stop herself. Soon, the once sophisticated Rolls Royce looked utterly transformed, unique in its hideousness. "This new look suits a scumbag and a mistress," she remarked with satisfaction.Jeanna then attached two large, colorful
Jeanna observed the unfolding scene from a distance, her laughter echoing with confidence. She was certain the security cameras had not captured her face, as losing her anonymity would mean defeat.Shortly after, a security guard approached Cedric with a screenshot from the surveillance footage."Sir, we couldn't capture the face, just a woman's back," he reported.Cedric's cold eyes scanned the image, his brows knitting together in confusion. It looked familiar. 'Why her?'"Cedric, can we please leave?" Vivienne's eyes were slightly red, but she was holding back, not wanting to lose her composure. She was eager to escape the mocking gazes but did not want to give in to her anger.Cedric's expression softened slightly. "Let's take a taxi."During the taxi ride, Vivienne asked the driver to stop.Already irritated, Cedric lowered the window and looked at Vivienne, who was already standing by the roadside. "What are you trying to do?""What can I do? Every day, I live in humiliat
Tristan's indignant voice resonated from within as they approached the kindergarten. "I am not a bastard. I have a dad."Another child's voice, full of false superiority, countered, "You are a bastard. Your mom isn't even your dad's wife. She's a mistress, a bad woman who broke up a family. My mom said children born to mistresses are bastards."Cedric's expression darkened immediately at the harsh words of the argument."You can't talk about my mom like that! She's not a mistress! You're the real bastard!" Tristan defended Vivienne bravely but was no match for the bigger child, who shoved him to the ground."Ricky, my mom said you're just a mistress' bastard!" the child mocked.Brimming with tears but fiery with defiance, Tristan got up from the ground. He was ready to retaliate. But upon spotting Cedric and Vivienne, he sobbed and ran into Cedric's arms."Daddy, tell him my mom's not a mistress, and I'm not a bastard. I'm your son," he pleaded, tears and conviction in his eyes.