Zayn fell into deep thought and suddenly recalled that when Angela had first mounted Charcoal, everything had been fine. Then, Charcoal had gone berserk out of nowhere. It was highly likely that something had suddenly provoked him."Our horses are generally chosen for their gentle temperament, and they are trained daily by professional horse trainers. They wouldn't just go mad for no reason," Mia said, furrowing her brows.She then added, "If anything happens to them, I won't be able to forgive myself even if I die a hundred times over."She lowered her head in shame. No matter what, the incident had happened at her club. She wouldn't be spared from blame.Suddenly, Elena stood up and said coldly, "Ms. Spencer, you'd better hurry up with your investigation. This concerns the safety of the Bamford family's heir. If anything happens to Dexter, the Bamford family will not let this go easily. "At that point, it won't just be you. You'll drag the Jewell family down with you as well."
"Dexter saved me," Angela said with a serious expression after a brief silence. "The whole thing had happened suddenly, and no one could have predicted it. But Dexter and I will only hold the person responsible accountable. I believe this has nothing to do with Mia.""What do you mean by that?" Elena frowned and stared right back at Angela questioningly.Angela felt an overwhelming sense of disgust. She felt both irritated and incensed.Right now, Dexter was still inside receiving treatment. Elena was an outsider, yet she had the audacity to nitpick and criticize. Who did she think she was?"What I mean is that we will investigate and uncover the truth. Until everything is clear, Ms. Carrey, it would be best if you remained silent," Angela said bluntly.Elena didn't expect to be rightfully put in her place in front of so many people. Her face darkened with anger as she retorted coldly, "If it hadn't been for you, Dexter wouldn't have gotten hurt today. You really are a—""I d
Elena's face instantly turned pale. She gritted her teeth and was about to speak when Natalie's voice rang out from outside the door."How is Dexter doing?"Elena's expression brightened immediately. She shot Angela a meaningful glance before stepping outside to greet Natalie."You're finally here, Mrs. Bamford Senior," Elena said, supporting Natalie as she walked in. "Dexter is injured. You should go check on him."Natalie hurried into the hospital room and asked Dexter various questions. When she saw that he didn't seem to be in extreme pain, she finally relaxed a little."Aren't you going to ask what exactly happened? Aren't you curious how Dexter ended up like this, Mrs. Bamford Senior?" Elena prompted.But Natalie didn't go along with Elena's deliberate attempt to steer the conversation in a particular direction. It was as if she already knew the answer.Instead, she turned to Angela and said, "Are you okay, Angela? Horseback riding is kind of dangerous. Maybe you should tr
Even though the staff member had been caught red-handed, Rocky had only caught her. Elena believed that he didn't have any right to accuse her so blatantly."What do you mean by this? There are so many people here. Why are you showing this to me specifically?" Elena's gaze turned icy; she locked eyes with Rocky as if he had committed some unforgivable crime.Rocky remained unfazed. Meeting her stare head-on, he said calmly, "Ms. Carrey, we have irrefutable evidence. Are you sure you want to deny it?"Elena's breath caught in her throat. Looking at the undeniable proof in Rocky's hands, her heart pounded violently.How had things come to this?"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said hurriedly, rushing over to Natalie's side with an aggrieved expression. "Mrs. Bamford Senior, I swear to God I don't know what's happening! I don't even know what I've done to be falsely accused of such a thing!"Natalie's gaze remained unruffled. She glanced at Elena before withdrawing he
As Elena's words fell, everyone in the room looked flabbergasted—including Angela.She had never expected that Elena would go as far as confessing her feelings in public upon being driven into a corner.Elena ranted, "Dexter, can't you open your eyes and see who's truly the best for you? You never thought much of her before, so why are you—""Shut up!" Dexter's face contorted with fury.He angrily glared at Elena, who was running her mouth, then gave a firm order to Rocky. "What are you waiting for? Take her away!"Rocky called two men in to assist him. Together, they dragged Elena out of the hospital room.Finally, the farce came to an end.After the crowd dispersed, only Angela and Dexter remained in the room."What do you plan to do with her?" Angela asked, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window as she watched Mia and Zayn leave. She was kind of surprised by the turn of events.Dexter responded simply, "I've asked Rocky to handle it."What he essentially meant was that
Dexter asked Rocky to bring his work laptop over since he had to continue working from his hospital room. He had an important meeting that day, so he had no choice but to hold it via video conference.He sat on the balcony with the sunlight shining behind him. His expression was cold and serious. Once all the senior executives joined the video call, he began delegating tasks and making work arrangements.After about ten minutes, he started feeling uncomfortable. His face felt slightly warm.On the screen, several of his company's executives exchanged glances, whispering among themselves.Dexter's expression darkened. Those elderly men usually sat through meetings with blank, expressionless faces. Why did they seem so fascinated today?"Mr. Bamford, are you feeling unwell?" Rocky asked from the side.Dexter gave him a sideways glance. "What makes you think that?"Rocky pointed at his face cautiously. "I can see it from your face."Dexter froze upon hearing that.Rocky pulled ou
"Angela, I went to the mall to buy some things and saw a dress that would suit you, so I got it for you. And these snacks—they're all your favorites…"Fiona was completely unaware of the tense atmosphere in the hospital room.She kept pulling things out of her bag—there was a whole large bag for Angela, but almost nothing for Dexter."Uh… Madam Fiona, aren't you here to visit the patient?" Angela shot Fiona a look, signaling her to comfort Dexter, but the latter didn't catch on at all."He doesn't need anything. Here, this handbag would also look great on you—""Get out." Dexter finally lost his patience. His voice was cold and laced with unspeakable frustration and helplessness.Angela quickly ushered Fiona out of the room and explained the situation."Jeez, you're really something else! Did you do that on purpose?" Fiona eyed her suspiciously.Angela put a hand up. "I swear I had no malicious intent. Maybe we really are just extremely incompatible."For the next few days, An
Angela immediately saw through Harvey's insinuation but didn't rush to defend herself.Instead, she maintained her composure and said calmly, "To be honest, before taking over as CEO of Graham Group, I'd already worked in its design department for some time as an observer from DawnStar Co."During that time, I saw all of Graham Group's shortcomings and had various discussions with my father, Mr. Bill Graham. Many of my decisions were made after consulting him—of course, some of them were also my own ideas. Mr. Collins, I have always believed in one thing—the student surpassing the teacher."It was clear that others had no real understanding of what she had done or not done. As such, she only needed to make her stance clear.At the very least, this kind of business partner had their own guiding principles.The doubt in Harvey's eyes gradually faded as he looked at her, even showing a trace of admiration.Angela let out a subtle sigh of relief—it looked like her strategy had worked
At night, Genevieve took a sleep-aid medication and fell into a deep slumber. Meanwhile, Austin wandered around the manor with Angela.The courtyard, featuring a garden, lawn, lake, forest, and horse stable, was illuminated by the peaceful light of the stars and moon, creating a dreamy atmosphere. To her surprise, behind the small forest near the horse stable, there was a secluded wooden cabin filled with various painting tools and art supplies.Angela couldn't help but recall the countless times she had casually mentioned that if she ever became wealthy, she would buy a vast manor. Then, she would fill the estate with trees and build a small wooden cabin among the trees, decorating it just the way she had always dreamed. Back then, Angela had still been a somewhat naive woman, indulging in romantic fantasies. However, after going through a difficult marriage and the stress that followed, she had long forgotten her past dreams."Do you like it?" Austin asked.Angela was briefl
Angela couldn't help but feel a bit nervous and uncertain. The last time she had painted was months ago during a livestream session. Though she still remembered what Genevieve and Austin had taught her, she worried that her rusty hands would fail her, earning her a scolding. "Ms. Lawson, what should I paint?" Angela asked as she spread out the canvas and carefully arranged the paints. Genevieve took a small sip of tea, sighing with gentle exasperation. "Why are you still so indecisive? Just paint whatever you feel like. As long as it makes you happy, that's all that matters." Angela shook her head with a wry smile. After that, she began sketching. She was capturing this very moment, with Genevieve sitting by the bed, gazing at her lovingly.Time passed slowly as Angela painted in silence, while Genevieve quietly admired her. She was calm and gentle.On the surveillance feed, Austin watched the scene with a complex expression, feeling conflicted.Elias stared intently at th
Elias and Austin clearly had a good relationship. He was extremely dedicated and responsible.As they reached the upper floor, a loud, furious roar came from the south-facing bedroom. "Get out, all of you! Who are you? Stop staying in my room!"Hearing that voice, Angela couldn't hold back any longer. She started crying again. It was Genevieve's familiar, slightly aged voice.At that moment, two maids rushed out in a panic. A loud thud followed from inside the room as if something had been thrown to the floor.Upon seeing Austin, the maids turned pale with fear, momentarily at a loss for words. After all, they knew that Austin cared deeply for Genevieve and wouldn't allow anyone to mistreat her."You can go now," Austin instructed, waving the two maids away calmly. Then, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.Angela followed closely behind. The moment she entered, her eyes fell on a middle-aged woman crouched in the corner, trembling with fear. She was thin, her hair strea
Austin watched the scene in silence, his expression unreadable. Though he remained indifferent, his fists clenched ever so tightly.Angela walked over, closing the transparent umbrella. "Austin, let's go."Her fingers tightened around the handle, her knuckles pale, and her lips had lost all color. It was an undeniable sign of exhaustion and weakness. "Let's go." Austin reached out to take the umbrella, but she didn't hand it over. Instead, she silently brushed past him and headed toward the airport. A faint pain stirred in his chest as he watched her stubborn figure disappear into the distance. Only now did he truly realize that she was no longer the same person she used to be.After an eight-hour flight, they landed in Yedren. Another exhausting ten-plus hours by car brought them to a remote, almost isolated town on Yedren's border. Unlike Yedren's bustling cities, this place offered beautiful natural landscapes, with mountains on one side and the sea on the other.The to
Angela was completely taken aback, puzzled by the meaning behind his words. For a brief moment, she found herself at a loss for how to reply.Dexter looked into her eyes, showing a hint of tenderness. Suddenly, he softly brushed his fingers through her messy hair and sighed quietly. His voice was gentle, tinged with an unmistakable hint of vulnerability. "I don't want to see you struggle.""You…" Angela hesitated, her gaze softening with a hint of heartache."I'm not someone who falls in love easily. And I believe you're the same. So, go handle your own matters first. As for us… We can talk about it later." He smiled sincerely.Angela's entire body tensed as if she had been hit, leaving her feeling broken. She couldn't believe that he could be this direct and understanding. That wasn't like him at all.She had never imagined facing such a difficult choice. Seeing Genevieve was something she had to do. Yet, Dexter had also become someone she couldn't bear to part with. Feeling
When Angela woke up, the room was utterly silent. She felt like she was being held in someone's embrace, a weight pressing on her chest, making her uncomfortable. "You're up?" Dexter's deep voice, filled with satisfaction, came from right beside her.Angela froze. She instinctively wanted to turn and sit up, but she was firmly held in his strong arms, unable to move. "I... I'm a little thirsty. I want to get some water." She avoided looking at his face. Her voice carried a hint of unease. "Hmm." Dexter stood up and turned away from her to pour a glass of water.He wore only black boxer briefs, showcasing his impressive physique. It was simply mesmerizing. His broad shoulders, trim waist, defined abs, and long legs were striking. But the most captivating feature was his face with sharp features, a chiseled jawline, and icy eyes that exuded indifference. He was absolutely stunning.Angela couldn't shake off the wild memories of last night and suddenly realized how much she h
"You're just getting back? Have you eaten yet? What's going on?" Fiona looked at Angela, surprised to see her return with such a heavy heart. Angela forced a faint smile and shook her head before heading upstairs. After shutting herself in her room, she didn't do anything. She didn't shower or change her clothes. She simply lay there, motionless, for two hours.A little past eleven, Angela heard a door open in the adjacent room. It must be Dexter coming back. She quickly got out of bed, kicking off her high heels and slipping into quieter slippers before stepping out. From the slightly ajar door, she could already smell the faint scent of alcohol. Dexter had been drinking. Without hesitation, she barged in. Before he could react, she switched off the lights and pushed him onto the bed.Dexter was startled. Instinctively, he tried to push her away. But the moment he realized it was her, he stopped moving. In the darkness, he looked at her intensely, feeling puzzled. He a
Austin was surprised by Angela's directness.After all, in the past, Bill and Judy had kicked her out of her home more than once. Despite being a wealthy socialite, she had ended up being a waitress and washing dishes in a restaurant just to make a living, even becoming the subject of ridicule. At that time, she had never even considered defying her family. She had accepted every word they said without hesitation. Her compliance had been so extreme.But at the very least, she'd still had a tiny spark of ambition. Otherwise, Genevieve wouldn't have chosen her as her last mentee.When they arrived at the top-floor office, Clara was already waiting outside. Seeing Angela approach, she quickly stepped forward and handed her an acquisition contract. Angela introduced Clara to Austin before taking the contract and leading both of them into the office. She asked Clara to take care of Austin while she focused intently on reviewing the document. Austin sat on the couch, quietly watc
Angela told Mia about what had happened earlier, hoping to get her opinion.Mia, who already felt that her life was complicated enough, found herself caught in a dilemma at this moment. "Angela, your situation is really tough. Just when Mr. Bamford is being the best to you, Austin suddenly showed up. It's really tricky," Mia said, holding Leo in her arms and furrowing her brows in thought.Angela collapsed onto the couch, staring at the ceiling in deep thought. If she agreed to break up with Dexter, he would be utterly heartbroken. Their relationship would be irreparably damaged. In fact, it might be even worse. Dexter's pride would prevent them from ever crossing paths again.After all, he was the one being abandoned. To him, it was the greatest humiliation.Yet, if she didn't break up with him, she would miss her last chance to see Genevieve. When it came to life and death, everything else should be secondary. She was conflicted, but it felt like she was gradually leaning to