The tickets were for VIP seats. They were next to each other and offered the best view. It was also the work of Lupin, a renowned musical performer who rarely performed, so tickets were hard to come by. However, it wouldn’t be a problem for Laurence. All he needed was to say the word, and someone would send him tickets.Zoey stared at the date and location on the ticket. She really wanted to go, but getting tickets was hard; more importantly, she did not want to run into them at the hall's entrance. Zoey regained her calm composure, knocked on the door of Laurence’s office, and walked in. She put the tickets on his desk. “Mr. Scott, here are the tickets.”Laurence did not seem to care. He glanced at her and asked, “Is work tiring today?”Zoey shook her head and answered, “Not really.”She wasn’t exhausted. There was not much for her to do, not even some miscellaneous tasks. Laurence fell silent for a moment; then, he waved to her. “Come here.”Zoey was slightly hesitant. After all, t
Zoey had never been on a date even at her age so she felt nervous at the thought of it. Anne finally had some time after examining the contracts.She pulled a chair and sat beside Zoey, saying, “Miss Jenner, I really feel that Mr. Scott’s mood has greatly improved since you returned.”Zoey felt that she was exaggerating and being polite so she played dumb, and said, “Is that so? Maybe I’m a bit dull.” Anne nodded her head with assurance. “Yeah! This morning’s meeting was like a breath of fresh air.”Zoey was not present for the meeting so she did not know. However, she wasn’t interested in this.Instead, she looked at Anne and asked, “How old are you?”Anne replied, “22.”She had just recently graduated with a first-class from 985 University, beating hundreds of other applicants to get this job. Zoey was not much older than her.She grabbed her hand and asked, “Have you dated anyone before?”“Of course!”“So what do you and your boyfriend do on dates?”“We eat and go shopping.”“Oh.”
She should make the high and mighty Laurence Scott fall on his face. Especially what he said when persuading Zoey to get the surgery; he was ruthless and vile beyond words. Although everything he said was the truth, it was unsympathetic at the same time as if he was somewhat superior, weighing the advantages and disadvantages in every sentence.He thought of everything, but he never considered Zoey’s feelings nor did he care if she was upset. Zoey smiled bitterly as she knew Laurence would never put others above himself. Besides, he would never fall in love with her. Those were his own words. Zoey stared at the shadows outside the car, and asked solemnly, “Arielle, am I acting cheap?”Arielle replied, “Of course not. From Laurence's perspective, he just doesn’t love you. But you’ve liked him for so many years, it’s not something that can change overnight. Don’t think of yourself as cheap. Just treat it like a transaction as he does.”Zoey fell silent. “Laurence is nice to me most of
Zoey's fingertips were red from the cold. She didn't know if it was the freezing air or the chilly breeze, but her hands were shaking slightly. It was as if her wrist had become dislocated, and she couldn't hold her phone properly. Her vision became blurry, and she felt utterly miserable. Her heart felt like a void. The speakers near the ceiling were still blaring out a reminder."The performance is about to begin. Would the audience please enter the venue in an orderly manner."Zoey quickly snapped back to reality and replied Laurence sensibly, "Okay. It's okay. Do what you have to do."She felt as if she had used up all her energy typing those few words. Zoey switched her phone off and gripped the tickets as she walked toward the entrance. Being alone was no big deal. His not showing up was no big deal either. Laurence was always busy, and it was no surprise that he couldn't make time at short notice. Zoey kept consoling herself, telling herself that it was no big deal. It was no big
In fact, he thought he was quite smitten with Zoey. She really was his type. Tristan didn't have much of an impression of Zoey at first. He only remembered her as a quiet and reserved girl. However, there were some complicated rumors about her. Shawn had mentioned that she sold herself and frowned as he called her filthy. Even people like him who indulged in debauchery were picky.The actress held Tristan's arm tightly and said coquettishly, "Mr. Gray, it's so cold outside. Let's get in the car."Tristan's patience was at its limit. He looked at her hand with displeasure and said, "Let go."She was reluctant, but she dared not disobey him. Tristan's mood was always unpredictable. One moment, he could smile at her cheerfully, but the next moment, he could treat her like a stranger. Tristan asked her to take a cab home by herself. Ignoring her dismay, he walked off in Zoey's direction. Zoey felt a shadow come over her."Ms. Jenner."She looked up and said plainly, "Mr. Gray."Tristan sel
Zoey didn’t return home even though she was a little exhausted.Hailing a cab, she absentmindedly gave the driver an address. It wasn’t that late yet and businesses were open an hour later during the weekends.Her heels had been rubbed sore; the skin on the area had blistered and bled. She took off her high heels and walked barefoot down the street, not feeling any particular discomfort other than from the chill.Finding a café, she randomly ordered a drink and sat inside for about half an hour.She requested a hair tie from a café staff and tied up her damp hair, exposing her clear and delicate face. Her red lips contrasted starkly against her fair skin.She sat in the café right until its closing time before she put her shoes back on, getting ready to leave.Laurence called her. She stared at her lit phone screen and waited until the call ended on its own, not making any move to answer it.As expected, he didn’t call her again.She wasn’t putting on airs, nor did she think La
That being said, Laurence didn’t enjoy the feeling that he didn’t have Zoey fully under his control.He had an extraordinary urge to control her compared to others, and he didn’t think there was anything wrong with that.All men had such tendencies after all, and he was no exception.“Did you go alone?” Laurence asked casually as he looked at her.Zoey felt slightly embarrassed to merely nod her head yes as it would seem as though no one was interested in her and that she didn’t have any close relationships with anyone aside from him.She didn’t want herself to appear so pitiful, as she still wanted to protect whatever was left of her dignity.She turned to face him and lied with a straight face. “I called one of my friends.”Laurence cocked a brow but didn’t respond.To make her lie more believable, Zoey continued, “These tickets are quite hard to get, so I couldn’t just use one and let the other go to waste. I asked her to join me since she also happened to like the musical.
Laurence had a point—he was Zoey’s superior at their workplace so when it came to work matters, whatever he said, goes. Outside of work, they had a sexless and loveless contractual marriage, and he was also the one with a better heritage, so the same applied as well.Zoey wasn’t able to object or refuse him.Her hands and feet were especially cold, so cold that her body shivered.“You’re right, Mr. Scott.” She nodded and then continued indifferently, “Yes, I did have a date with another man. I won’t do it again if it isn’t permitted.”Laurence really hated whenever she put on a cavalier attitude. “I’m not a philanthropist, Zoey.”She merely nodded to show she understood.Laurence was a cold and emotionless capitalist who always had his reasons for doing things; he wasn’t one to let others be happy if he wasn’t.Zoey initially thought he would be in a better mood as it was Sarah’s birthday today but it looked like that wasn’t the case. He was the one who hadn’t kept their appoin
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