Simon appeared disgruntled, yet he still showed respect to the guests. He nodded in acknowledgment."I'm sorry, Simon." Graham spoke up. "Sophia was living abroad and is not very proficient in the language. She might have used the wrong words unintentionally."Simon expressed his concern, "Si, I've watched you grow. You've never disappointed your parents. How did you—"Graham interrupted, "Alright, Simon. I'll handle it. You should take a rest."Simon could only exit the room.Just as Sophia was about to voice her complaint, Graham looked at her sternly. "Simon is the longest-serving butler in this house, the one my dad trusts the most. You shouldn't have spoken to him like that."Sophia retorted, "Are you blaming me now?" She looked pitiful and burst into tears. "I knew you'd eventually side with your parents and exclude me and our son! We're not welcome in this house. I'm leaving with James!""Sophia..."Graham quickly intervened, his anger dissipating. He comforted and reass
“But…” Graham was hesitating.He had also heard about the two mining sites. They offered excellent conditions, and the rumored price was quite attractive. However, his many years of industry experience had taught him that the more attractive the price, the more trouble lurked behind it."Do you not trust me, my darling?" Sophia shook him gently. "Remember all the things I've managed for you back in Armania? Do you not trust my abilities?""Of course I do," he assured, patting the back of her hand and offering her a gentle smile. She had always been his capable right-hand person, and he was drawn to her for her skills."But there's so much money involved in this. We don't know Fat Lawler at all...""We're getting to know him!" She painted an exciting picture of their future. "Let's see what your parents have to say when we make a fortune!"Seeing his lack of response, she leaned in closer and playfully toyed with the button on his collar. "Graham, don't you want to be with me fore
Although Daniel was disappointed, he smiled at her and nodded before saying, "I understand."Maisie's cheeks blushed, her heart racing as their eyes locked. She quickly lowered her head to sip her bubble tea, concealing the turmoil in her heart."Thanks for your understanding, Mr. Quimby," she said."Don't worry about it," he reassured gently. "It's my business if I like you. You don't have to be burdened by it. But I have a request...""What is it?" she asked."Please don't reject me while you take time to heal." He chuckled. "You must give me a chance to be good to you."She shyly pursed her lips, and a sense of romance filled the air.However, she couldn't help but wonder how to explain this man repeatedly appearing in her dreams."Mr. Quimby…" She finally asked, "Did we know each other in the past?"He was taken aback.Maisie scratched her head, troubled. "I feel a sense of familiarity with you. Maybe you didn't know I was very sick, and I forgot everything when I recover
Graham was shocked, and the corner of his lip twitched."750,000,000 dollars?" he mumbled.It might be tough to gather even 75,000,000 dollars in working capital with the subsidiary company he was managing.If he needed 750,000,000 dollars, he would have to apply with the headquarters, and the application would then be discussed with the board of directors.The board was filled with old people who were of a similar age to his father, and they were quite conservative. They would definitely decline the 750,000,000 dollars..."Mr. Bayer?" Fat Lawler sneered. "What? The high and mighty prince of the Bayers can't even come up with this small amount of money?"Sophia quickly elbowed and signaled him.She then told Fat Lawler with a smile, "That's not it! Since you've named your price, Graham will definitely take it!""Really?" Fat Lawler raised his brows. "Giving you the price is my way of showing my sincerity, but I haven't seen yours!""Fat Lawler—"She wanted to say more, but Gr
As Maisie stepped into the office, a sarcastic scoff greeted her. "Outstanding teacher? I'm telling you, this prize is fake. It's useless!" Stunned, she quietly approached her desk, which happened to be adjacent to Maeve's.The flames of resentful jealousy burned brightly in Maeve's eyes.Ever since Ruth had announced Maisie's nomination as the outstanding teacher, a bitter fallout had occurred between them. Maeve had vehemently voiced her objections, arguing that Maisie had no right to claim the title due to her relatively limited teaching experience. This heated debate had drawn the attention of many teachers in the vicinity of the principal's office. They couldn't help but overhear the commotion.At that moment, a subtle tension hung in the air. Since her return from sick leave, Maisie could sense a shift in how her colleagues treated her.It was understandable—she had once enjoyed respect as the fiancee of the Bayers' heir. But now, she was an abandoned woman who couldn't e
Maisie remembered Graham's exceptional work capabilities, but he fell short in the realm of human interaction.For instance, even though she was his ex-fiancee, he never truly respected her. He had even admitted he had agreed to marry her because her family was considered normal and that she was too accommodating. He had even suggested that if he had a mistress in the future, she couldn't do anything about it...So, was he the classic case of high IQ and low EQ?This was why they said a child's first teacher was crucial—it could shape their entire life.Graham's first teacher, however, only emphasized studying for good grades, neglecting the fact that life was about more than just academics and work.As Maisie pondered this, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She managed a forced smile, which caught Maeve's attention.Maeve asked with widened eyes, "What's so funny?"Maisie quickly replied, "I wasn't laughing at anything."She concealed her smile, her gaze turning cold.
Josiah carried a tray of freshly washed strawberries over to Kelly, who was resting in bed. He offered her a strawberry with a gentle smile.Despite being married for many years, their love was as strong as when they first started dating, which sparked envy in many.Arya knocked on the door and entered, bringing not only supplements for her mother but also a new piece of artwork she had created."Mom, dad, Toph and I are planning to create a more realistic comic. It's about a couple's journey from their youth to middle age, and the main characters are you two. What do you think?" Arya asked, displaying her artwork.Pride shone on her parents' faces.Initially, they had placed most of their hopes on Graham. It was not because they favored him but because they thought Arya's indifferent character from a young age made her unsuitable as a successor.However, it appeared that their daughter was proving to be more reliable than their son.Kelly held Arya's hand with a serious express
Kelly said, "I suggested we should dissolve the overseas company the last time, but he was upset. After all, it's that woman who is upset. She'll definitely persuade him to resort to tricks, and he'll unquestionably listen to her."She then turned to Arya and continued. "So, before they do something even worse, Arya, you must hold onto those two companies! If you can't manage it alone, consult with Toph, Zuko, or Pammy. Without your approval, your brother can't take even a penny from you, understand?"Kelly implored, gripping Arya's hands tightly, "The Bayers and Tanners' assets have been accumulated for generations. We can't afford to lose them all!"Arya nodded vigorously and assured her, "I've got it, mom. Don't worry. I hope Graham will soon turn things around, and our family can return to how it used to be."Exhausted, Kelly closed her eyes and coughed heavily.At that moment, someone hurried past outside the door. Sophia concealed herself at the corner of the corridor, her
"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"Rebecca chuckled dismissively."You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities."Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title."What truly heals everything is love!"-One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persepho
With Morpheus' involvement, the police didn't slack off and quickly found Rebecca.That day, Rebecca was preparing to escape from a small port. The boat she had found was an illegally operating one.As she was about to board, piercing sirens sounded nearby.The boat owner, enraged upon hearing the sirens, grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pushed her into the water.Rebecca screamed for help, but he roared, "I didn't expect you to be sent by the cops!""I'm not..." Rebecca choked on water. "Sir, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. As long as we reach the open sea, no one will catch you!""Dream on!" The boat owner wanted to strangle her. "Do you not understand? These sirens are from the royal guards! Who did you bitch provoke?"Rebecca was dumbfounded. Being a foreigner, she naturally didn't understand the local affairs in the Southeast Aciatic region.The police and royal guards quickly caught up, armed, and surrounded them.Rebecca turned pale and trembled all over, her gaze gr
"You had no choice on the battlefield."Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him back to light.She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved the country.""Do you really… think so?"She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country."But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"Morpheus held his head low in silence."You did well as the protector of the country," she said softly. "But as a son, you can secretly pay homage to him."Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.-Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the
"No way!" Christopher smirked, glancing at Morpheus. "To him, you're his only princess! I just got lucky for the princess carry, thanks to you!""Yeah, at least you're self-aware!" Persephone nodded, rubbing her chin."We've known each other for so long! What kind of person do you think I am?" Christopher laughed. "I can be a bit shameless at times, but..."But upon learning that the one she loved was the unbeatable god of war, he willingly stepped back, offering his blessings with a smile."Okay, okay. You two stop crowding around me!" Christopher waved his hand. "Sephy needs more rest, and I'd like to get some more sleep, too! Once we heal, let's go out and have some fun together!""You're still thinking about fun?" Morpheus' deep voice intervened with a wry smile. "With the factory explosion incident, the royal family is furious and will thoroughly investigate it. Many people will probably be coming to talk to you both in the next few days. After all, you two are the most direc
"Let's get out first!""Hey, wait..." Persephone pointed to the other side.In moments of life and death, it wasn't appropriate to laugh, but Morpheus still chuckled. The young Prince Christopher was sprawled on the floor in a very ridiculous pose, and they almost forgot about him!"Don't worry," Morpheus whispered. "I won't let anything happen to him."He had Persephone cling to his back and then carried Christopher.Christopher was a tall fellow, so it took some effort to carry them both to a safe place.Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars rushed in. Their sirens pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.The fire was soon extinguished, and Persephone and Christopher received timely treatment. Luckily, their burns weren't too severe, and even more fortunately, their faces were unharmed.When Christopher woke up, he felt bandages wrapped around his head, and his skin had a burning sensation. His heart sank, and he was almost on the verge of tears."Tell me the truth! A
There was fire everywhere. Flames rushed toward Persephone like menacing dragons. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but the searing pain coursing through her body became clearer. She struggled to get up, the agony almost unbearable.Despite several attempts, it was futile...Something was pinning her feet down, and stones kept falling on her. She couldn't even muster a shout.Many images flashed through her mind in that fleeting moment, each frame featuring Morpheus' face…She remembered the times they had spent together in Flinge, how he had initially distanced himself from her, then later had exerted every effort to protect her. She recalled how he would gently ruffle her hair and call her "silly goose"..."Morpheus, I'm afraid I might have to go first..."The fire grew fiercer, explosions resonated continuously, and she could no longer hold on.Christopher, who was nearby, wasn't any better.Amidst the roaring flames, he couldn't see anything clearly, only pulling
"No need, you can go back first." Morpheus glanced at him. "I'll wait here for her a little longer.""Prince Christopher wouldn't do anything to Ms. Hamerton...""Alfred, what are you thinking?" Morpheus couldn't help but chuckle. "I know exactly what Christopher is like, but I just want to wait here for Sephy. Christopher mentioned that she'd specifically designed these fireworks for me. Hah! I'm the useless one. I don't even dare to go inside and take a look.""Sir, don't say that.""If I wait here, will it count as accompanying her in her efforts?"Alfred nodded.Morpheus smiled and sent Alfred back. He continued waiting under the tree.The air in Southeast Aciatic was hot and humid. The shade of the banyan tree offered some relief, but it couldn't completely dispel the oppressive heat.Morpheus took a deep breath, about to move elsewhere, when he glimpsed a suspicious figure swiftly darting through the factory's side gate.The security at the side gate was lax, making it e
Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime."I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Morpheus wasn't just an ordinary person!Christopher wholeheartedly accepted his defeat to Morpheus."Then... I'd like to invite you to come over to my place for a while as a friend. That's fine, right?"-A few days later, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in the classroom."Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him breakfast. "You haven't eaten, right? Let's eat together!"Usually, Christopher would readily accept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!""What's wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn't poisoned!"Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."Persephone burst into laughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!""Uh, what?""My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you, and he said sure, just worried you wouldn't tak