Everything that had to be done before New Year's had been wrapped up. The OT situation at the office was no longer as bad as before. The annual banquet was close, and Anne was filled with positivity as a new employee who had just joined the company that year. It was also Zoey's first time attending the annual banquet, and she was unsure about the process. She had heard that there would be a lucky draw with precious prizes to be won, but she thought she wasn't a very lucky person, so receiving a participation gift was good enough for her."I secretly asked the president's secretary today, and he said the president doesn't attend the annual banquet every year. I wonder if he'll be there this time," said Anne."He's very busy.""Yeah, but there will be so many big guns at the banquet. It would feel off if the president didn't come.""Wouldn't we feel more comfortable?""Ms. Jenner, you have no idea how many new employees from the other departments are dying to get one look at the presiden
Zoey didn't think Laurence was a player."Maybe he already has feelings for someone."Anne cried and said, "How could someone as good as Mr. Scott have feelings for someone and still be single?"Zoey hesitated for a while."Maybe."What was Laurence's definition of love? Based on Zoey's understanding of him after knowing him for so long, he didn't care if someone he didn't care about loved him or hated him. He couldn't give two damns. It wouldn't affect him at all.However, if it was someone he had feelings for, he demanded their unconditional love. Love that was unbridled and absolute, from their body to their soul. His strong possessiveness could throw someone off balance. Perhaps it was because of this that Sarah had chosen to leave the country back then. Zoey and Anne were chatting enthusiastically when Matthew suddenly appeared behind them. He conveyed Laurence's message seriously."Ms. Jenner, Mr. Scott said that if you're very free here, you can ask for leave."Zoey stayed calm
Sarah wanted to go, and Laurence wouldn't stop her. He knew her temper well. She had a bit of an attitude and was a drama queen. Sarah was dressed especially gorgeous that day and her makeup was flawless. Her features were defined and when she smiled, she looked so innocent. She wore an eye-catching red dress that exposed her back. Holding his arm, she looked completely natural and at ease."Am I prettier than those celebrities from your company?"Laurence looked at her gently and smiled. His tone didn't betray whether he meant it when he said, "Do you want to hear a lie or the truth?"Sarah tilted her face towards his and looked him in the eye."The truth of course."Laurence snickered."I'm worried you'll feel hurt."Sarah was very good at acting up toward him and said in a perfectly coy tone, "Are you saying they're prettier than me?"Laurence did not say yes or no."Those are your own words."Sarah had always used an intimate tone to close the distance between them. She gazed at hi
Zoey wrapped herself in her wool coat, but part of her shoulders was still exposed. She left quietly through the side door and nobody noticed. A red carpet was laid out along the corridor of the hotel. There were still reporters waiting outside, trying to capture some hot exclusive news. Although the president of Scott Group wasn't an artist in the entertainment industry, he was more famous than some actual celebrities. Netizens were also very interested in his love life.Zoey caught her breath in the corridor. She had always hated the reporters' cameras and would avoid places with reporters. She booked a ride. The city streets were always jammed on weekends. She sat down in the lobby and patiently waited for her ride. Little did she expect to meet someone she didn't want to see at all. Shawn was like a venomous snake who would rip her heart out with his fangs and kill her like she was his prey. He was dressed in a black suit and a long overcoat, making him look fierce and intimidatin
Only then could he ease the burning pain in his heart that had pained him for so long.Zoey was already trying very hard to control herself in front of Shawn, and she couldn't take it any longer. “You weren't like this before,” she said.He was such a psycho. He deserved being ostracized in his teenage days. Shawn's gaze deepened. He snorted and said, “Ms. Jenner, you speak as if we're very close.”Were they close? Zoey guessed they’d been close once; people could even call them young lovebirds. However, she couldn't expect him to remember their little bond. He’d long forgotten about it, including who she was. Zoey didn't know how to answer him. Shawn absolutely hated it when people tried to act familiar with him and bring up the past. Everything that had happened before he was 17 was blurry in his memory. Not only that, it brought him misery. He refused to recall it and couldn’t even if he tried. Rage burned in him, and he gripped her throat viciously.“So you like the old me, Ms. J
Zoey spoke softly and mildly for fear that she would displease him. Laurence cocked an eyebrow as he contemplated it. “I think not,” he said. Zoey didn’t let even an ounce of disappointment or displeasure show on her face. Although her heart fell, she kept her chin up. “Oh,” she said. After recovering from the disappointment, she added, “No problem.” The special dance was the staff's idea anyway, so nobody dared to say anything, even if the president refused. He was the higher-up who called the shots.Zoey gripped the strip of paper with her number on it while thinking she wasn't very interested in going to Wormot anyway. Her life was a mess, and she wasn't in the mood to travel. She looked at Laurence and asked, “Mr. Scott, how do I redeem this trip in cash?”She cared more about the money. The way Laurence looked at her was indifferent, and it was hard to tell if he was disappointed in her. Perhaps he’d never met any woman who loved money as much as she did. “You can ask the admini
Zoey's chest hurt from anger, and she stomped on his foot savagely with her high heels. “Who do you think you are?”Shawn's pain tolerance was way higher than any ordinary person's. Hs expression showed no change despite that vicious stomp, and he said in a normal voice, “You're so desperate for Laurence, but has he ever looked at you?”Zoey said, “It's none of your business.” She didn't want to admit it to others. “I don't love him.” Soon, she’d manage to make it a reality. Her feelings for him would slowly dwindle until there was none left. She knew that day would come.Their intimacy soon attracted attention. Moreover, Shawn was good-looking, and was the scion of the Zuckman family. How could the young ladies not be drawn to him? They’d most likely not approached him only because he looked so intimidating.When Shawn heard her say that she didn't love Laurence, his annoyance strangely faded into calm. Gazing at her face, he kept finding her familiar, but he couldn't recall where he’
The company went on an extended break after the annual banquet with three extra days off. Work only started on the tenth day of the new year.Zoey packed a simple suitcase. She’d already bought plane tickets back to Southgrove earlier on. It was more difficult to buy plane tickets during the new year was more difficult, and it was more expensive as well.Before she left, Zoey went to the hospital. She’d visit her mother in the ward every weekend, hold her hand and talk to her, although she still showed no response.Sometimes, she’d stare at the heart rate monitor and wonder if she should really be keeping her mother here. She kept feeling that her mother would wake up someday. That day could be years away, but she could wait. She really couldn't bring herself to give up, selfishly holding on to a ray of hope.Zoey went to consult the doctor, and he said in the gentlest way possible, “There is hope, but it's not very likely.”Whether her mother would wake up from her coma was up to god
Ryan had a reason for barging into the room. He thought he had seen something he shouldn't have.He had witnessed Zoey's relationship with his brother over the past few years. He hadn't thought so many things would happen between them when they got married.In the end, Laurence fell for her.The high and mighty guy had willingly become the loser for that woman.Zoey could tell from Ryan's reaction that he had misunderstood. Without bothering to explain, she walked straight out of the office.Laurence ignored Ryan, too. He treated Ryan as if he didn't exist and strode out the door after Zoey. Ryan was left alone in the office, dumbfounded.Laurence's assistant greeted him politely. "Are you here for ..."Ryan was still in a daze. He snapped to his senses and said, "I'm here to see my brother!""Mr. Scott just left.""I saw that.""Then, is there anything else I can do for you?"Ryan turned around to leave but returned halfway. He put his arm around the assistant's shoulder as
Zoey could feel the gazes on her as she stepped into the office. There were hardly any familiar faces left in the office.She secretly sighed in relief. She would have felt awkward and at a loss if she had to face the inquisitive gazes of acquaintances.Laurence held Zoey's hand, and she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased. She couldn't resist him.They entered Laurence's office. His office looked cold and plain, just like he was.Zoey noticed he was still grabbing her wrist. She took a deep breath and asked, "Where should I sit?"Perhaps surprised by her sudden cooperative attitude, Laurence raised an eyebrow. After a pause, he kindly reminded her, "The door is locked."Without a key, the door couldn't be opened from the inside.Zoey tried to pull her wrist away. "Got it."Laurence watched her sit on the sofa, and he relaxed slightly. He asked politely, "Would you like something to drink?"Zoey was momentarily lost in thought. She replied, "Warm water will do"Laur
Zoey was composed. She didn't seem worried about Laurence investigating her past in Novarvia. But deep down, she wasn't confident.Laurence had long lost any moral boundaries. Despite knowing she was married, he showed no concern about interfering in her marriage. He would likely become even more audacious and unrestrained if he discovered that her marriage was fake.Just the thought of it gave Zoey a headache. She never thought getting rid of someone would be so difficult, even if they held a certain position of power. Shaking him off became increasingly challenging.Lost in her contemplation, Zoey failed to notice the driver had changed direction. When she finally realized, the car was parked at the entrance of the Scott Group.Zoey pondered briefly. She thought the driver was sending Laurence off. She waited patiently and remained seated in the car.The man beside her calmly looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you getting out?"Zoey furrowed her brows. "Why should I?"
Sarah always seemed like she was thriving. Looking radiant, she hooked arms with the man beside her. She no longer looked as worn as she had a few months ago.Laurence was acquainted with the man beside her. His gaze was indifferent, showing neither surprise nor much emotion. Firmly grabbing Zoey's hands, Laurence wouldn't let her leave his side.Laurence had no intention of greeting Sarah or engaging with William. He held Zoey's hand, seemingly aware she didn't want to deal with them either. He turned his face to her and said, "Let's go."Zoey didn't refuse. They left quietly.This time, Sarah didn't stop Zoey. She usually tried provoking her.Once they were far away, Zoey immediately shook off Laurence's hand. He saw her furrowed brows and the undisguised disgust in her eyes. She must have hated Sarah a lot. She didn't even want to see her.Laurence explained, "I didn't know she would be here today."Zoey ignored him and walked ahead. The man behind her suddenly circled he
Zoey had no idea whether she was acting out of spite or being stubborn, but she arrived at the restaurant as promised. The restaurant had a private courtyard that offered great privacy. She didn't want to cause the person she was meeting any trouble. Neil's wife was once Zoey's client. Both parties were pleased with the business transaction. Zoey didn't like socializing, but she was out of alternatives. She forced herself to befriend Neil's wife. She had something to ask of Neil because her passport application had been dragging on without any progress. Zoey didn't want to lose control of her emotions again. She could still keep her cool if she stayed away from Laurence. To her surprise, Laurence had found out what she had been secretly up to. It was like he had installed a bug on her. She was horrified. "I've heard a lot of good things about you, Ms. Jenner." "You're too kind, Mr. Jackson." Neil was nicer than she expected. He didn't act superior or avoid the topic. Inst
Zoey ended the phone call. Without having to ask, Zoey knew what was going on when she saw Laurence. Needless to say, Laurence had taken the liberty to take the morning off for her. She couldn't be bothered to be angry. Instead, she felt numb as it had happened too many times before. Zoey looked down at her changed pajamas and turned to the man by the bed. She asked, "Where are my clothes?" Laurence met her gaze. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. "They were in the wash. They are in the dryer now." Zoey lifted the bed covers and stepped onto the carpet. She made a beeline for the walk-in closet, which was filled with many clothes she hadn't taken with her when she'd left years ago. She picked an outfit and put it on. Laurence was still in the bedroom when she walked out of the walk-in closet. He put on his tie and looked over at her. She glanced at him and said, "You should've woken me up last night." Laurence approached her. He was tall and looked sharp in his suit, with
Zoey was fast asleep. She thought she was dreaming when someone lifted her up. Her body clock over the last few days had been regular. She was going to bed early. Now, she couldn't keep her eyes open. Maybe she went back to sleep because she didn't sense any danger.Laurence hooked his arm behind Zoey's knees in a cradle and pulled her arm over his neck to secure her from falling. She mumbled in her sleep. He guessed that she was dreaming.Laurence couldn't hear what she was saying. He leaned in with his ear near her lips, but her mumbling stopped.The chauffeur, dedicated to his job, was on standby outside. Seeing his employer in the distance, he opened the door respectfully.Laurence carried Zoey into the car. The chauffeur closed the car door and glanced again at the woman in his employer's arms from the rear-view mirror. She looked familiar, but he didn't want to make any assumptions. "Where to, sir?" The chauffeur couldn't read his employer's mind, so he was careful not to
The bar wasn't too far from the restaurant. It was less than a ten-minute drive away. Laurence refused to let go of Zoey's wrist. He was bold to show off their closeness even though it was inappropriate. The others could hardly take their eyes off the couple. It was drama in the flesh. If they remembered correctly, Zoey had denied their relationship online two days before. She had even announced her marriage to someone else to set the record straight. What was going on? They had a hunch about the situation, judging by the resistance on Zoey's face. Maybe her ex-husband wouldn't leave her alone. The man seemed relentless in his pursuit. Nevertheless, it was not their business to get involved. At the end of the day, it was between Zoey and Laurence. Everybody quieted down and sobered up. The group caught a cab to the destination. Laurence shamelessly invited himself to join the group, and no one objected, not even politely. They weren't fools. They wouldn't offend the man for
Zoey felt a tingling sensation along her ear. It felt as if she had been electrocuted. Laurence's tone was half-joking, but there was seriousness behind it. He was ready to tell on her to her husband the moment she nodded. Zoey had lost her patience with him a long time ago. She couldn't help but snap back every time. She looked up. Her face was small. She was about to tell him to get lost when the man took the chance to deepen the kiss. He squeezed her chin, forcing her to part her lips to let him in. Zoey was pinned against the wall. His scorching breath took hers away. She was trapped like prey in a snare. The more she struggled, the tighter his grip became.Laurence didn't stop with a brief kiss. He didn't give Zoey room to breathe, and she could feel her limbs going weak. Her tongue was going numb. The woman opened her mouth, gasping for air. She hung onto his collar to stop herself from going limp. The man was always greedy. He could never get enough of her. Zoey had