After they finished, Laurence carried her into the bathroom for a shower. Then, she dried her hair while lying by the bedside and fell asleep in a blur. By the time she woke up, the sky had already turned dark. She blinked tiredly and cleared her blurry vision. Laurence was sitting at the desk in his pajamas, and his face was lit up by the computer screen, his skin looking smooth and fair. He seemed to be looking at her unfinished drafts as she slowly pushed herself up on her elbows. She felt sore from head to toe, but it wasn't unbearable.Laurence seemed to have heard her getting up and turned around to look at her. "Go downstairs for dinner if you're up." She stared at him in a daze before slowly gathering her senses. She asked him in a voice husky from sleep, "Are you using my laptop?" He nodded without giving her any further explanation. The mess they had made in the bedroom from lovemaking had already been tidied up. The floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and she couldn't s
The cars behind them were honking non-stop because the traffic light had already turned green. Laurence drove ahead and pulled over by the curb. Then, he gripped the steering wheel with all his might but said in a casual tone, "Since my parents are rushing us, we have to show them some results."Zoey didn't buy his excuse at all, and she was so furious that her face was as white as a sheet. It had already been half a month, so taking medication now was useless. She'd actually been happy that she couldn't conceive now. "Didn't Mrs. Scott always use to rush you? I never saw you take the initiative then." That's why she thought Laurence was just being a huge dick. Laurence's expression was very stormy, but it was hidden in shadow, so Zoey couldn't tell. She didn't want to look at him anymore and took a deep breath to calm the rage burning inside her. "Don't tell me you want a child now." Laurence stayed silent for a long time. When he saw the mockery in her gaze, he couldn't bring hi
Laurence was a person who never mixed his personal life with his professional life, so it was definitely unlike him to hand the resort hotel project to her so casually. Zoey thought for a moment and said, "I'll fight for it." She would make a draft and compete fairly with the other studios, so she wouldn't owe him anything or waste such a good opportunity. Laurence could already sense what she meant and raised his brows, but he said nothing more. The resort hotel project was indeed a very huge opportunity for a new studio like Zoey's. If she managed to secure it, she would be spending more than half a year on it. Of course, Laurence's company would also reap the benefits. He loosened his tie and said, while pouring himself a glass of water, "I saw you at Porters the other day." He looked quite dashing in his simple white shirt.Zoey had been meeting clients everywhere in the past few days, and she had indeed been to Porters once. The director at Porters probably looked down on an
Their family had finally earned some money in these two years, but her husband had suddenly died in a car crash. The driver hadn't even tried to run and had just waited for the police to arrive. During the interrogation, he stuck to saying that he'd been really tired and hadn't seen a person on the road. Casey's wife no doubt knew about what had happened back then and was so scared that her teeth chattered. Her husband's body was so mangled by the huge truck that she couldn't bear to look at it. Her father-in-law had also died in a car crash before, and her husband had let her listen to the voice recording. He'd just given her the pendrive, somewhat uneasily, not too long ago and told her to go to the police if anything bad happened, and now he was really dead. She couldn't think of anyone else except for Robert, who would kill to silence her husband. What terrified her even more was that the pendrive with the voice recording had gone missing.Onlookers had gathered outside the co
Diana's friends were all arrogant and self-righteous. They were easily swayed by rumors, which made them biased against people, and envy made them mock and look down on others."By the way, Diana. Is Sarah's family really in trouble?""I don't know. I wouldn't ask her.""She wouldn't have to worry even if there's trouble. The Jenners' construction company already earned a lot just by leeching off Scott Group.""I wish I could be the one that got away for some dude. I wouldn't have to worry about anything if I had a strong backer like that.""Diana, you're so smart to be close friends with Sarah for so many years. You could just ask her for help whenever you face any difficulties."Diana wasn't close to Sarah just because she wanted something from her—she really treated Sarah like her own sister. She'd explained it to her friends, but they just wouldn't believe her. She sighed and remembered that she had something to do. She left the cafe in a hurry and took a taxi to the Jenners'
"You don't have to keep bringing up things from the past," said Laurence coldly as he gripped the handle of the trolley and pursed his lips. "Okay." Laurence already knew that she wouldn't believe him. She wasn't even paying any attention and was just staring at the shelves undecidedly. Suddenly, a kid rushed up to them. The tiles were probably too slippery, and the kid couldn't stop her trolley in time, crashing right into Zoey. Zoey staggered backwards from the sudden impact, and Laurence swiftly caught her by the waist, his own hand banging hard against the shelf behind them. His hand immediately grew red. The little girl's mother hurried over and caught her daughter, apologizing fervently, "I'm so sorry. She's really too naughty. We're very sorry." Zoey glanced at the little girl, who was plump and fair. Her eyes were round and black, and Zoey found her adorable. She smiled and said, "It's okay." Then she looked at Laurence, who didn't seem angry and was staring at the litt
"Everything is difficult when you've just taken your first steps. If you don't plan on using other people for favors, then forget I ever mentioned it," said Laurence. Zoey wasn't that much of a saint. She contemplated it and said, "I'm a nobody." It wasn't as if she could gain anything just by making connections. Most people were like the director at Porters, who wanted money in exchange because they had some power and were very street smart. "I'm here, aren't I?" said Laurence. He seemed to have guessed her thoughts when she said nothing, but he didn't show that he felt slightly upset. He said, while Zoey fell into a daze, "I know you don't want to borrow my influence or show them that we know each other. Sometimes, I find you quite smart but very foolish at the same time. There is absolutely no need for you to abstain from using other people, including me. Some people are for using, and I don't mind being used right now."Zoey stayed silent for a long time after hearing what he
Zoey had noticed that when Laurence was in a good mood, they could spend time together fairly well. She couldn't help staring at him and felt relieved when she thought he didn't seem to be lying. Arguing was upsetting and a waste of energy. In the last few days, she'd tried her best to put a smile on her face around him, but if he still wasn't satisfied, then there was nothing else she could do. She could only watch him be grumpy and throw tantrums. Seeing her skeptical expression, Laurence looked down at her lazily and asked, "Am I that scary when I'm moody?" Zoey asked him back, "Do you really want to hear the truth?" He raised an eyebrow and said, "Tell me the lie first then." Zoey contemplated it. "The lie is that you're not scary." She gazed at his face under the light and couldn't see any flaws even at such a close distance, but his eyes were always unfathomable. She drew back from her thoughts and said, "The truth is that you're really quite scary. Don't tell me you do
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