Laurence was an efficient man. He wasted no time with dinner arrangements with Jason.Zoey didn’t know why he was so insistent to meet Jason. She was worried that he would investigate his background after the dinner.She didn’t want to drag him into this mess. She felt guilty.However, she also knew now was not the time to provoke Laurence. She had to play to his wishes and be obedient, just like he had told her to.Zoey bit her lip. She threw caution to the wind, sidled closer to him, and climbed onto his lap with her arms around his neck.Laurence was not affected by this at all. He just looked at her with slight amusement in his eyes. Her seduction was clumsy and unnatural.Boldly, Zoey pressed her cheek against his and whispered into his ear, “Mr. Scott, let’s go back to Northwell as soon as you’re done with work. There’s no need to meet Mr. Lane.”She smelt faintly of camellias. Her skin was fair and smooth, while her reddened eyes begged for sympathy.Laurence raised his hand an
Zoey thanked Laurence for his jacket.…The next day, Zoey went to the charity auction with Laurence as his partner and secretary.Even though it was a charity auction, it was hard to say where the funds really went in the end.But this wasn’t a concern to the wealthy. All they wanted from this was reputation.Zoey wore the dress that Laurence had picked out for her. This was one of his new hobbies, picking out clothes for her.Thankfully, he had good taste. The dresses he chose were quite beautiful.There were a couple that Zoey thought were nice, but Laurence did not allow her to wear them in public. She didn’t ask why.Zoey saw Shawn and Sarah at the auction as well. After last night, what little sentiment she felt toward Shawn was gone.He was nothing but a rabid dog who went around biting people for fun.Shawn came up to them and greeted Zoey. “Did you have a good night yesterday, Miss Jenner?”Zoey swallowed her anger and replied calmly, “No thanks to you.”Shawn ignored Laurence
Zoey knew that Laurence had just been teasing Sarah when he bid against her just now.She swallowed her words. She couldn’t compete against Sarah.If Laurence ever had to choose between her and Sarah, the choice was obvious. He would never choose her, no matter what happened.She still wanted to try though. It was her only chance.Sarah would never give her back her mother’s heirlooms once she got her hands on them.Zoey took a deep breath and grabbed Laurence’s hand. “Do you still mean what you said just now, Mr. Scott?”She only showed him affection when she wanted something from him.Laurence stared at her. “Yes, I do. What do you want?”Zoey’s heart pounded in her chest. She tried to dress up her words so that she didn’t seem too desperate. “That emerald necklace is quite pretty.” She hesitated, at a loss for words, as she met Laurence’s amused eyes. “It’s just a little too expensive.”She didn’t know what to say beyond that.As he stared at her flushed face, Laurence raised a hand
Zoey lifted her head and met Sarah’s gaze calmly. This degree of humiliation was nothing compared to what she’s experienced over the years, so an apology was no big deal. Zoey’s fist clenched, and she pushed down her frustration and turned to Sarah.“Sorry,” Zoey said nonchalantly, saying nothing more.There was nothing she could do except pretend that she wasn’t feeling ashamed at all. A bright person all her life, Sarah quickly stopped crying and grinned.“Alright, alright. How can we blame Miss Jenner when I was the one who asked her? It’ll just make me look petty if you make her apologize!”From the outside, Sarah played the perfect lady who was easygoing and didn’t mind the humiliation. Shawn looked slightly disappointed as he watched Sarah smile. He loved seeing her smile. It was familiar and nostalgic to him, but he couldn’t place a finger on what was different. He passed Sarah a clean handkerchief and instructed her.“Wipe off your tears before laughing.”Sarah accepted the clo
Zoey glanced at the glass of wine before her, not saying a word. Laurence sat beside her lazily, his arms draped naturally over her shoulders. The top two buttons of his shirt had come undone, making him look more relaxed. On the contrary, Zoey was stiff as a poker.Sarah drew a deck of cards from a drawer and sat cross-legged on the carpet. She had casually clipped her hair back, but a few loose strands still fell on her cheek, showing her fair, slender neck and intricate features.She asked, “Want to play poker? It’s fairly simple.”Zoey had no idea what Sarah was up to, but she knew it wasn’t going to be anything good.“I’m good.”Shawn snorted loudly before Sarah could reply.“What a spoilsport you are, Miss Jenner.”“So be it,” thought Zoey, too lazy to argue with him.Pretending to smooth things over, Sarah pleaded with Zoey.“Three people is not enough; we need four. Please help us out, Miss Jenner.”Sarah was already humbling herself, so Zoey would only look rude if she refused
Zoey’s body was beginning to burn up from all the alcohol, but Laurence’s words woke her up like a bucket of cold water. The wine had reached the top of her throat and was burning. Feeling the blood drain from her face, Zoey pulled her pale finger back, no longer expecting him to stand up for her like a knight in shining armor. All three of them were messing with her just to make things difficult. Zoey’s head was already spinning from the drinks she had, so she shakily picked up a glass of warm water and sipped half of it, but the burning sensation in her stomach didn’t ease up at all. The game continued. Zoey knew that there was no way she could beat them. Fury igniting within her, she ignored the cards on the table and filled her glass with wine.“We’re done. I give up.”With that, she downed her glass. The living room went pin-drop silent as nobody spoke. Sarah glared at Zoey, her smile hardening, while Shawn said nothing, his eyes dark like a deep lake, resembling the calm before
Dazedly, Zoey realized that she’d been an ignorant fool. After all, no one could win a battle of wills against Laurence. Sarah wasn’t trying to help Zoey out of kindness. She just didn’t want the men to feel sorry for Zoey, who looked miserable. When men start pitying a woman, it usually meant that they were about to fall in love.Zoey’s eyes were still glued to Laurence as she whispered, “I accept my loss.”She quickly emptied the two bottles Larry brought in. Being the apathetic bystander he was, Laurence never stopped her even once. Zoey wasn’t feeling as unsteady as before, so she pulled herself up using the back of the sofa and rushed into the bathroom, shoving past the man in front of her in the process. She doubled over the toilet bowl and emptied the contents of her stomach. Though noticeably livid, Laurence remained silent. As for Shawn, for some unexplainable reason, he felt uncomfortable hearing her throw up. After a few minutes, Zoey finally got up from the floor and washe
Zoey still remembered his promise to protect her all those years ago. Even though this happened when they were teenagers, she never forgot. Back then, Zoey had shielded Laurence from the whip and was in so much pain she couldn’t even cry out, and tears could only stream down her face.She was still a proud young lady then, so she gritted her teeth to hold back her cries and muffle her sniffles. Laurence had been blindfolded, so his hearing was keener. Zoey leaned limply against the wall in a dark corner, her face pale.Laurence asked, “Were you crying?”Zoey hastily brushed her tears away and denied it.“No, I wasn’t.”The young man smiled.“I heard you.”Zoey remained silent, embarrassed. After some time, Laurence’s voice broke the silence.“When we get out, I’ll protect you.”His voice carried through the air, its hoarseness causing a ripple in the still atmosphere. Wide-eyed, she responded.“I’m afraid you’ll lie to me. Let’s make a pinky promise.”He grinned and answered gruffly.“