It was safe to say the discussion had taken a nasty turn, but Zoey could not lose her temper. Acting up wasn't the way to solve problems at work. She could not push the blame onto Laurence either, as he was the client, and she was the vendor.At the end of the day, Laurence was wasting his own time. If he really was dissatisfied with her work, they could keep making changes and postponing the construction, and when they eventually passed the deadline, Zoey's company would not be held responsible. She told herself to calm down; the worst that could happen was that she'd have to make amendments again after the meeting."Let's take a break and continue the discussion shortly."Everyone took a break. Katie was puzzled and could not resist asking Zoey, "Previously, when I came here for meetings, your ex-husband was always silent and never said a word. Why is he being so difficult today?"Zoey opened the bottle of coffee Jared had bought her that morning and smiled bitterly. "Maybe it's
"To be able to leech off others is an ability in itself." It did not sit quite right with Zoey how blatantly Laurence attacked Jared with his words. After a pause, she continued, "Besides, we're actually dating and contributing to the relationship as we should. He's not a leech. You, however, Mr. Scott, keep referring to him as a college student. I can't help but wonder if you're jealous of him for his youth." Zoey stood by the window calmly, not overly haughty or intimidated by Laurence. She did not lose her temper either.Laurence shot her a condescending look, a smirk on his lips. "Does he deserve my jealousy? It's not like he can stay young forever. Besides being a few years younger than me, does he have any other merits? And so what if he's young? Is that anything worth boasting about?"Zoey gave up arguing. By putting up so many arguments at once, Laurence obviously wasn't as indifferent to Jared as he was trying to portray on the surface. She made her way around him to lea
This was Zoey’s first time seeing hundreds of edit suggestions in a single proposal. The suggestions cluttered the entire document so much her eyes hurt just looking at it. She stared at her inbox for a long time as she calmed herself down before getting a grip on herself and focusing on the work.When Katie saw the suggestions, she was so angry that she had half a mind to march up to Laurence and scold him."Why didn't they point these out last time? If they find everything we do wrong, why did they choose to work with us in the first place?" Katie demanded, hot-tempered and blunt with her words. "Is there something wrong with them? They had finalized so quickly before, and now they're starting to find faults with our work? Also, it seems like they aren't in a hurry at all, are they? Say, is your ex-husband a Scorpio? He's so resentful."Zoey thought about it for a bit. "No, I don't think he's a Scorpio."When she went through the edit suggestions again, Katie found herself at a lo
"I'll never do anything like that again," Sarah whispered weakly.Laurence's eyes swept over her face. She didn't look much different from before, still as innocent-looking as ever, especially when a tinge of redness crept into her eyes, she looked like the entire world had wronged her. "I've heard this one too many times." He took a few steps forward, stony-faced. "You always say you're sorry, and I've forgiven you every single time. I'm done with your tricks, Sarah." Sarah had no tears left, and Laurence wasn't the least bit affected by the sight of her red-rimmed eyes. He felt absolutely nothing. "If you're done crying, go home."Wiping the tears away with the back of her hand, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "Didn't you marry Zoey for the same reason? You didn't find her disgusting then, so why are you being so hard on me when we both did the exact same thing?”. She had a point there.The disappointment in Laurence’s eyes the night before was utterly heartbreak
"Jasmine made you do it?" Laurence asked as he looked straight into the man’s eyes, swallowing slowly after a long silence.It dawned on the man that he’d said something wrong. He’d had a guilty conscience when the Scotts' bodyguards brought him over to Laurence's office, so he was quick to spill whatever knowledge he had about the matter without much probing. "She had hired a few men that night. I think the girl was fresh out of college, and had somehow crossed her, so I guess Mrs. Jenner had a mind to teach her a lesson."That made sense to Laurence. Every time Zoey met Mrs. Jenner, they would have some form of dispute or argument, and Zoey had never shown Mrs. Jenner much respect.The man shot Laurence a wary glance after he was done speaking. He carefully gauged his expression the entire time. He never would have done it if he had known beforehand that it was Laurence Scott's drink he was spiking. Look at the trouble it got him into now. "It was so long ago. I would’ve forgo
By now, Zoey might not even care for an apology from Laurence. He had been in the wrong for judging her so haughtily and treating her with such prejudice. It would seem very pretentious of him to apologize to her now. Laurence closed his eyes, his lashes trembling as he forced down the bitterness that rose in his throat. He gave his uncle, Cadence Scott, a call. When he picked up, Laurence asked, "Did Jasmine Teller come to you for help recently? To award the municipal constructions of Loreton district to Crescent Constructions?" It wasn't surprising that Laurence knew about this, as Sarah had mentioned it to him. Jasmine wasn't good at getting projects. She lacked the connections and was never ready to humble herself to ask for projects from people she thought were below her.As the construction company had no ongoing projects and capital turnover was slow, they faced some financial issues. Even after giving the boot to the employees who had labored hard for many years under Robe
Zoey wasn't foolish enough to think Laurence was in her neighborhood by chance. There existed a finite number of coincidences under the heavens.Amid the wind and snow, they exchanged a long, meaningful glance. Neither had anything to say.Zoey quickly averted her astonished gaze. Feigning ignorance, she turned in the direction of home. Laurence rushed to take a step toward her.On snowy days like this, it was no surprise the streets were empty. There were only a few passersby around them. A group of children immune to the biting cold played in the open grounds at the end of the street, enthusiastically building snowmen with gloves on.One of them ran toward Zoey, almost knocking her over, but the man behind caught her before she fell. There was hardly anyone in the world who wasn't afraid of his glacial glare. As the playful child met those cold eyes of his, he ran far away in fear, rejoining his friends and their snowmen.Zoey broke away from Laurence’s grasp without a word. She
Zoey was clearly nervous as she faced her uncle. Hearing his words only made her want to dig a hole in the ground and stick her head in forever. It was clear that he was not someone she could easily deceive. Yet it seemed like he was turning a blind eye to her lies instead of exposing her.Softly, she reiterated, "Not a Scott."The solemnity on Jason's face was out of the ordinary as he asked sternly, "Are you really keeping this child?"Zoey looked up and met his eyes. She nodded, "Yes." At first, it was because she had no choice. However, she found herself gradually growing attached to the baby now.Janet struggled to process her daughter's confession; perhaps it was due to her old age that necessitated extra time to digest the information. She was in a trance for a good while. Two months had barely passed since her divorce, but now, not only did she have a new boyfriend, but she was expecting a child with him. While she knew young people were often ahead with today's trends, t
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