Calum was almost about to say "stop pushing your luck" right in her face.Megan’s face was important, but how come her feelings could be trampled on at will?Before Fiona could answer, Calum spoke for himself, "I’ll pick you up after work. I’ve got to go."He was always like this, never caring about
That man was clearly not a good match for her."Fiona, Grandpa and I won’t harm you."Fiona’s expression turned cold. "I’ve grown up and I have my own judgment. He’s a good man, and he treats me well. I just like him.""Fiona, do you really want to make me angry?"‘Why was he angry and on what groun
Fiona's face turned red at a visible speed, like a doll or even redder.That night’s recklessness was the most impulsive thing Fiona had ever done."Do you know? That night when I left with you, it was the biggest regret of my life."If Fiona were given another chance, she would never make such a fo
"Pictures speak louder than words. Why don't you admit it? Originally, I was worried that someone would trouble you after you took Adam's case. But it's all right now. With Lee, the powerful tycoon, protecting you, you can just go ahead and handle Adam's lawsuit without worry."Whether there was Lee
Fiona had already prepared for the worst. She calmly took out a photo. "Adam, this is a photo of you and your grandma, right?"Hearing her mention grandma, Adam raised his head. Fiona saw that his eyes were red."So this is what you look like when you smile. It's very nice. Back then, you must have
Mike had a headache. He felt that he shouldn’t have helped Lee. “Fiona, you and Calum got divorced. Surely that doesn’t mean we, your friends, are going to cut ties completely, right?” “Mike, that’s not what I meant.” After giving it some thought, she added, “Alright, send me the address. I’
“Fiona, how did you end up here?” This question was asked by Mike because Calum would never ask such a stupid question. Why she was here was simple—she had come with Mike. Fiona ignored Mike's surprise and confusion. She focused all her attention on Calum. “Calum, let's talk.” “Okay.” Af
Chester’s intentions were obvious. He then took a cigar and lit it, the dim light made his face even more terrifying. Chester took a puff, and the already stuffy air grew heavier. “Ms. Shaw, just fill in whatever number you want. Think of it as a gift from a friend.” He leaned back on the blac