Zoey silently psyched herself up. “It’s only some coffee. No biggie.”She prepared two americanos and brought them into the president’s office. Laurence was sitting at his desk, his expression cool and stoic as usual. His sleeve was folded, exposing his slender wrist, and a pen balanced between his fingers as he spun it around in boredom. Zoey caught sight of Sarah sitting on the sofa.Sarah was dazzling, dressed in an eye-catching red, velvet, spaghetti strap dress and curled hair. Sarah possessed flamboyant beauty, her features pronounced and alluring. She was also currently stretched out on Laurence’s sofa lazily, her feet kicking the air as she ran her hands across his books and documents to pass the time.Maybe they were too boring. Sarah only took a few glances before she threw them aside and said, “Laurence, why does your décor only consist of blank and white? It’s so boring.”Zoey watched Sarah from behind and couldn’t help feeling envious when she heard Sarah boldly calling L
In the office, Laurence put down his pen.Although his tone was calm, his words were harsh as he asked, “Why are you bothering her?”Sarah was embarrassed that her petty thoughts had been exposed so openly. She loathed Zoey with everything in her, especially when she found out that Zoey had married Laurence. The news had almost made Sarah rush back to murder her. Laurence may like Sarah, but he didn’t seem to love her as much as she thought.He was slipping through her fingers, as though he was the chosen one who sat alone on this towering throne. His aloof personality made her feel as though she would never reach his heart, the distance between the two of them forever present. There was also no way Laurence would ever let himself be controlled by love.He was always rational, terrifyingly so. As if he was a perfectly adjusted machine that never made a mistake. He would never lose control of himself because of anyone. And he would never lose the will to live just from losing someone. B
Zoey didn’t plan to entertain Sarah any longer and turned to leave after saying that. Sarah immediately moved to block her.Crossing her arms, she smiled disdainfully and casually asked, “Does Laurence love you?”Zoey froze. She knew better than anyone else that he didn’t love her. He only liked her for her body and to fulfill his needs. Even when it came to the women like Yvette, he might have at least some feelings for them, be it liking for their looks or their personalities. Although brief, he had treated those relationships well.However, when it came to Zoey, they were merely business partners, actors playing the married couple. There was no love involved. During high school, when Laurence and Sarah were still dating, there were also several rumors about Laurence’s girlfriends. Without fail, all of them were attractive ladies with curvaceous figures. He never went for the silent, boring type, always fancying bolder, more passionate women.Zoey looked up, face void of emotion.“It
It wasn’t that tears were useless against Laurence. It was because they were from Zoey. Zoey thought that she had made her heart impenetrable by now, but she could still feel the sting. The pain wasn’t sharp. Instead, it was a gradual pain that spread everywhere, packing a bigger punch as time went on.Soon, the pain was too much, and she began swaying on her feet. Zoey took a deep breath to regain control over her emotions. Wordlessly, she shut the door and returned to the secretarial quarters.She placed the pending documents on her desk and told the newly hired assistant, “Please send these to Mr. Scott. We’ll need to use them tomorrow.”The young assistant was terrified of Laurence. Usually, during meetings, she made sure to tuck herself into the back and barely peeked at Laurence. From what her colleagues told her, Mr. Scott had a terrifying aura. Even without being angry, he was still terrifying and there was an edge to his smile. “Miss Jenner, I’m scared.”The assistant usually
Zoey immediately flushed red. She had only ever called him that in her mind. Besides Laurence’s parents, she never had the chance to call him “darling” in front of other people. Even during the throes of passion, she still dared to only address him as Mr. Scott… to ask him to be gentler. Zoey had suffered from his excitement before since he did it very roughly.He was a controlling man, even wanting to dominate her emotions. After all this time, Zoey slowly realized that Laurence preferred it when she went silent from pain. It appeared that Laurence had a weird kink. Zoey calmed herself before answering.“Alright.”She hung up, got off work early, and headed home. With people constantly sending over the latest looks of the season, her wardrobe was full of expensive dresses. She barely touched them, especially since she never wore them to work. Zoey picked out two red dresses but changed her mind after eyeing the glaring color. Eventually, she pulled out a pink, velvet dress with a cinc
Zoey was numb. Fortunately, the room was too dim for others to see her expression. Her body was shaking against her will. Although she was trying her best to pretend that she was fine, she was digging her thumb into Laurence’s hand, pleading for help. Didn’t Laurence care at all?Zoey suddenly felt cold all over, the bone-piercing chill making her teeth chatter. Everyone else remained silent. But who could guess what was going through Laurence’s mind? That was half true. Laurence’s eyes were dark and indecipherable as he smiled secretively. He ignored Zoey’s grip on his hand and glanced at her."Why are you still sticking to me? Don’t any of them catch your eye?"Zoey managed to force out an answer."No."Her face was turned downward, her tresses blocking her expression. Tristan studied her for a few moments. He couldn’t deny that she was a beautiful lady with attractive eyes that tempted men. Although he found her current situation quite pitiful, he was still a cruel man. He even plan
Evelyn's face fell at his words. The model restrained herself only because this was Mr. Gray. Otherwise, she would've slapped him. Evelyn couldn't give up on a loaded man like Mr. Gray. Although he had a terrible temper, he was young, handsome, and generous."What are you talking about? Of course they are real."Tristan was unamused."Like hell I would believe that." Then, he caressed her face and asked, "How much did you spend on your entire body?"Whenever Tristan acted like a refined gentleman, anyone would think he was a saint. Conversely, he would give one hell once his mask was removed. Evelyn's face flushed in mortification, her eyes watering from the insult. Impatient, Tristan's smile faded, and his expression became indifferent."Whatever. Get out."Evelyn looked like a kicked puppy. She grabbed her handbag and left quickly, not daring to stand up against Mr. Gray. After she was gone, Tristan subconsciously glanced toward the sofa. Zoey had fallen asleep with her head on Laure
Tristan felt stupid after saying that. Nonetheless, Laurence's reaction was surprisingly calm.Laurence met his gaze and remarked easily, "You have good taste."Zoey was a natural beauty and had a decent figure. In addition to her looks, she was educated, good-natured, and gentle. She had many talents, including being an excellent cook. It was normal for men to fall for Zoey.Unbothered, Laurence said, "I'll get the driver to send her home." Tristan sighed silently. Laurence was cold-hearted after all. Back in school, Laurence was the epitome of heartlessness. While numerous jealous girls would fight over him, the man wasn't even interested in reading their love letters, much less have compassion toward them. Only those he cared about could get some of his warmth.Tristan asked casually, "Why on earth did you two get married? You don't even like her.""Marriage doesn't require love."To people like them, love was a luxury they couldn't afford. No feelings meant less trouble.Stunned,
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