Lizzie and Clint were momentarily stunned, confused by Tracy's words. "I just received a call from Uncle. He said that Grandma passed away and we need to go home."Clint jolted and collapsed onto the ground. "What?"Tracy smirked. "They can't reach you or Mom, so he called me instead. We need to go home right now.""Ha! So what if she's dead? She doesn't see us as family, so why should we go back?" Lizzie scoffed in contempt. Eleanor disliked her right from the start. If Eleanor didn't stop her from marrying Clint at the very beginning, Flora would have never gotten married to Clint. Though Eleanor helped get rid of Flora in the end, she continued to mistreat Lizzie when she finally married Clint. Eleanor resented Flora for being too strong-willed and disrespectful. However, she looked down on Lizzie for not being as talented as Flora and incapable of bringing more profit to the Brown family. She kept comparing Lizzie to Flora and bossed her around. Lizzie remained patie
Clark's words only enraged Flora. Eleanor abused Faye when she was a child, which led to Faye getting sick repeatedly. She even allowed Lizzie to go into their home to poison Faye while Flora was at work. Faye suffered through so much hardship at the time and came close to dying. She was already poisoned when she was pregnant with Faye, which meant Faye was born with poison in her body. Though Flora tried her best to counter the poison, Faye was still more frail than ordinary children. Eleanor knew that Faye wasn't Clint's child, so she had always been displeased with her. "Had I known that she's the kind of person who can harm a child, I would never leave Faye with her." Rage filled Flora's eyes. Just as she was about to leave, Eleanor started coughing on the bed. Clark shouted and ran outside to get the doctor. Until the doctor arrived, there were two minutes when Flora was alone with Eleanor. It wasn't until the doctor arrived that Flora found out Clark didn't even
Faye had made arrangements for Jeorgia, while Cedric started an investigation into what the Anderson and Garcia families were doing. Faye knew that this was a trap and that nothing happened by coincidence. However, she didn't know what the culprit's motive was. She didn't have to wait for long because she received a phone call from Tracy later that afternoon. "Faye, you could've come at me if you were upset. Why did you target Grandma? She treated you well, yet you killed her over such trivial matters. Are you even human?"Faye smirked. "Since when do you care about her, Tracy?""What are you talking about? That's our grandmother. You did this, didn't you?""Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it?" Faye sneered. "Don't think that you can do anything you want just because you married someone rich. Faye, don't even dream of getting your murderer of a mother out! I won't let you. You better come back to Jeorgia, or this won't ever be over."With that, Tracy hung up.
Official Hart was well aware that if he indeed went to Pembrook, he couldn't successfully assume the role of the leader without the support of the security team. It wasn't that he underestimated himself, but Pembrook was a peculiar city. Ordinary officials who went there could only be puppets. Even those who thought they had some capabilities, like the previous mayor who attempted to overthrow the security team, faced a tremendously tragic fate. His attempt to gain full control over Pembrook doomed his political career and might even cost him his life. Official Hart didn't want to be a puppet, and he certainly didn't want to lose his life. Going to Pembrook was about enhancing his qualifications to open up more opportunities. In simpler terms, it was about building his portfolio.To go to Pembrook, he must have a good relationship with the security team. Now that the captain of the Pembrook Security team had actively approached him, he had nothing to lose. However, Official
A beeping sound filled the air. The door lock flashed red, indicating the password was wrong. Yet, the confused Faye Brown didn't notice this at all. Raising an arm, she pushed the door open."Anthon, I'm back …" Faye said as she threw herself onto the big soft bed. She lifted the blanket and crawled under it."Who are you?" A large, strong hand suddenly attacked her. It grabbed her by the neck, flipped her over, and pressed her against the bed. "Who sent you?" The voice of the male was deep and gruff. The hushed quality of it made it sound rather alluring.Faye wrapped her arms around the man's neck fearlessly. Her eyes were unfocused and filled with longing. It made her appear drunk. "It's me, your baby girl … I like this surprise," she said as she caressed his face.Feeling a sudden rush of heat, she could no longer think clearly and smashed her lips against his. The man instantly stiffened as though he was trying to restrain himself. His eyes were red as he pushed her a
The next morning, Faye was dressed in a white shirt and a pair of jeans. Her long, sleek hair had been tied into a casual ponytail. She glanced at the pair of black-rimmed glasses she'd had with her for the past few years. Then, she tossed them into the trash can. They were a gift from Anthon before she went abroad to study three years ago. He'd said he liked the gentle and quiet persona she gave off whenever she wore them.She hailed a cab and made a stop at her family home. As soon as she entered, she was met with the sight of Tracy and Anthon sitting in the living room. They were holding hands and discussing the matter of their engagement with her parents.Anthon gave her an odd look when he noticed her with her luggage. Tracy, on the other hand, got up and welcomed Faye with a smile. "Faye, you're back. Didn't you say you'd be back last night? Why have you only returned now?" Tracy asked.Faye gave her a contemptuous look. "Don't you already know?""I have no idea what yo
Faye trailed behind Cedric as they exited City Hall half an hour later. She was holding a copy of their marriage certificate."Are you going back to the hotel?" Faye asked him as she put the marriage certificate into her bag."The hotel?" Cedric looked puzzled by her question. "Don't you need to go back to work?" Faye smiled. "Did you take a leave just to get married?"He chuckled. "Something like that …""Treat me to a meal, then." Faye didn't feel like returning home, and her best friend was still at work. All of a sudden, she didn't know where to go. "What do you feel like eating?" Cedric asked."Freesia," she replied. "Did you drive here?""Yes." Cedric nodded and led her to a Maybach parked nearby. Faye was speechless. "Is this yours?"Cedric sensed that she had misunderstood him from her expression. He cocked a brow before replying, "No." The car was registered under his assistant, Mason. "I didn't know …" She smiled before continuing, "You could borrow such a lu
"Do you have something against rich people?" Cedric was smiling as he fiddled with his teacup. His devilish features were mesmerizing under the light.Faye almost fell under his spell but she managed to snap out of it. She shook her head and collected her senses. She looked at him seriously. "I don't know anything about your past, but we are married now. I hope you will be humble and hardworking, even if it isn't in your nature to behave so. Your wealth doesn't matter to me. If you work hard and keep striving, your situation will improve."Faye continued, "I don't expect you to provide for me lavishly, but I need you to be a decent person. Do you get what I'm saying? It's all mentioned in our agreement anyway. If you ever do something extreme for money again, we'll get a divorce right away." He looked at her with confusion. Again?He was completely unaware of any supposed extreme act he had committed, especially not for money. Thankfully, she didn't leave him in the dark for l