"What's the matter?" "I... I want to take you to meet my mom."Daniel was taken aback."Aren't you planning to marry me? Shouldn't we meet each other’s parents before the wedding? My family background isn't great, and my mom can be a handful. I just want you to be prepared...""I want to marry you, not your family," Daniel said, holding Maisie's hand. "But it's only right that I meet them. It's a matter of respect."Daniel had mixed feelings about it. When the weekend came, he prepared a gift and went with Maisie to her family's home. Even though Maisie had given them a heads-up, the atmosphere became tense as soon as they walked in.Cindy and Nicole were initially surprised to see Daniel, and then they stood by the wall, all still and nervous. Their words and actions appeared quite restrained as they cast wary looks at him.Maisie was a little surprised. She had been worried the whole way about her mom's materialistic nature causing trouble, as she was prone to saying things s
"Oh, it's Mr. Quimby." Owen hastily wiped his hand across his clothes, smiling obsequiously. "I didn't expect... to meet you again. How have you been?"Daniel looked at the hand Owen extended, his expression darkening even further.Maisie gave Owen a pat and whispered, "Owen, what are you saying?"Owen chuckled and quickly corrected himself. "Oh, I misspoke... Heh, I've had a bit too much to drink, and my head's not very clear right now. Maisie, what's for lunch?"Maisie rolled her eyes at him, feeling annoyed."Daniel will have lunch at home today, so I'll go help Mom and Nicole.""Alright, alright!" Owen hastily ushered her toward the kitchen. "Then you go ahead. Make some pork ribs for me! I've been working too hard lately, so I need some nourishment!""You..." Maisie glared at him, concerned he might say something inappropriate."Don't worry!" Owen snickered and whispered, "I'll step outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr. Quimby. Is that okay?"Maisie gl
"Mr... Mr. Quimby." Owen bit his lip, his twisted smile growing even more sinister. "Do you still remember that child?"Do you know... where that child was buried?""You..." Daniel clenched his teeth, glaring at him.Owen smirked. He knew that poking this sore spot would hurt the most. "Back then, Maisie was already five months pregnant. You are the one who almost forced her to the brink of death! It was a live abortion of a five-month-old fetus!""It wasn't me!" Daniel's voice grew deeper, his temples pulsing as he emphasized each word. "I didn't force her!""So, was it just an accident? Are you saying it had nothing to do with you?"Daniel moved his lips, but he couldn't say a word. Back when Maisie had been pregnant, he had been cold because he had wanted her to abort the child quickly. Later, Maisie had insisted on keeping the baby, eventually managing to escape from him. She had lived incognito in a harsh environment, struggling to nurture the fetus for five months. Everythi
Daniel hugged Maisie tightly, his strength almost suffocating her. It was as if holding her tightly was the only way to keep her from running away."Daniel…" Maisie gently patted his back. "What happened? Can you please tell me...""I lost my appetite." Daniel released her and took a deep breath, adjusting his emotions. He managed to force a smile. "Can we not eat at home?""Sure..." Maisie nodded, feeling more concerned about him than curious about what had happened. She was ready to follow his lead.Daniel held her hand and fled the house as though he was escaping. He had never thought he would experience fear like this—fear that the sealed-off past would resurface, fear that the old scars would be ripped open again. Most of all, he was afraid he would lose her forever."Maisie, let's get married as soon as possible," he said, his voice strained, almost pleading in her ear.Maisie, who was taken aback, stared at him in astonishment. His eyes were red, and there was something sh
"That just proves you have a talent for it," Lily said straightforwardly. "I'll send you the address. I'll be free in half an hour. I'll give you a tour!"Maisie glanced at her watch. Half an hour… She needed to hurry!"Who was on the phone?" Daniel walked over to her, smiling. "You were all secretive. Didn't want me to hear?""Well… it's just a call from a telemarketer." Maisie hesitated, deciding to come clean after everything was set in stone. "By the way, are you going to the office to handle business? I want to buy a few books, so I'll leave on my own.""I'll take you.""No need, really," Maisie said, then playfully bounded ahead, waving at him. "Don't worry, I'll be back at the hotel soon!"Daniel was slightly taken aback, but he soon figured out who had called Maisie. He had his people check, and it turned out the call had indeed been from Lily. He smiled helplessly."Mr. Quimby, do you want us to invite Ms. Reyes here?" his subordinate asked."No need." Daniel thought f
When Maisie noticed him, she was both surprised and delighted. She hesitated for a moment before she dashed toward him like a joyful little bird."How did you come here? You...""I invited him." Lily walked over, raising an eyebrow at Daniel.Daniel gave her a wry smile. "So, you two already know each other. It turns out... the person Maisie said was so impressed with her is you.""I wouldn't miss out on a potential author."Maisie looked at Daniel, then at Lily, appearing somewhat surprised."You two...""Now, let me introduce myself properly." Lily smiled gracefully. "I'm the owner of SL Publishing, a literary agent, and the ex-wife of Mr. Quimby here.""What?" Maisie widened her eyes, feeling her heart drop.For a moment, her mind was a whirlwind, and she didn't know what to say. She had known that Daniel had been married before, but he usually mentioned his ex-wife in passing, almost dismissively. The green-eyed monster in her often regarded this "ex-wife" as an imaginary
"No, thank you!" Daniel looked at the somewhat unprofessional coffee pot and forced a slight smile. "Let's focus on business.""Alright!" Lily, who was also straightforward, took the agreement out of a drawer. "Please review this, Mr. Quimby."This is the investment agreement, with an investment proposal and a project plan attached at the end. Normally, your side should be responsible for writing these, but I went ahead and prepared them for your convenience. It'll make it easier for you to present them to the board and appease the old folks!"Daniel smirked and sighed, finding it amusing. Lily knew the working style of the Quimby Group inside out. With a board mainly composed of veterans, anything required discussion at meetings. Although Daniel could make decisions, he couldn't simply impose his will.Furthermore, the investment proposal from SL Publishing was insignificant in the grand scheme of things for Quimby Group. If they followed the standard procedure, it might take an e
Daniel was itching with curiosity. He really wanted to know what Maisie had written. He remembered that in the past, she used to be a quiet person, unlike other girls, who went on shopping sprees for no reason. She used to prefer to stay at home and write or draw.Every poem she had written back then had carried his shadow, and every painting had depicted him. However, he hadn't cherished these gestures at the time. Perhaps when someone was held in the palm of one's hand for too long, they started taking their sincerity for granted."Well..." Daniel cleared his throat to feign nonchalance. "This investment proposal seems decent. Your company could actually expand further. An additional investment is not out of the question..."Lily chuckled and turned her computer screen. On the display was the manuscript Maisie had sent."Dansie?" Daniel was momentarily puzzled."Yes." Lily nodded. "That's her pen name, and it combines both your names! How about that? Are you pleased?"Daniel re