Yale was stunned for a moment before he grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it.“M-Mr. Yale… don’t be mad!” Oliver gasped and watched him carefully. “If you trust me, give me a few days. I’ll look into everything!”Yale’s eyes gleamed sinisterly as he smiled at him.“So, you’re willing to come under us again?”“Mr. Matthew’s been benevolent to me. I should repay his favor!”“Don’t f*cking make it sound so noble!” Yale was despicable, so he knew what another despicable man thought. “It’s just because you can’t rely on Josiah Bayer and you need the money. That’s why you are selling the news to me!“If Josiah had been willing to fill $45,000,000 for you, you’d have let these rot with you, huh?”Oliver was drenched in a cold sweat.“But this is good news… At least Zephyr’s not so pristine to my grandfather now.”“Yes, of course!” Oliver chorused. “The fact that he got married on his own is already a huge taboo to the Hamertons!”“What does the girl look like?” Yale was inter
Cordelia was stunned. This man seemed to have a lot of feelings recently, the kind where he felt happy and blissful.Cordelia smiled and covered his mouth softly with her hand.“Keep it to yourself,” she said. “Don’t ever say it out loud, or it’ll go away!”“Honey, I want to tell you something after I come back this time.”Cordelia could not help but ask, seeing that he looked serious, “What is it?”“Um… It’s a long story,” he said. “You’re still clueless about my family situation despite us being married for a year. I still have a family. Actually, we just don’t keep frequent contact.”Cordelia was puzzled. When they married, she understood that the Grists had gone down. Marcus’ parents were both deceased, and he was a thug who fought and caused trouble. She did not expect that there were still others in the Grists. Come to think of it, she understood it. If someone in the family had gone to prison, regular people would stay as far away as possible from them.Cordelia chuck
Cordelia paused in surprise. She did not know anyone from Centrolis, so what was up with this invitation?“Ms. Cordelia?” Wendy urged, “When are you coming back for it?”“Oh, tomorrow then…”Before Cordelia could finish her sentence, she heard Wendy making a rushing sound of assent, and Yelena’s pompousness followed.“How many times have I called you? Are you deaf?! If you can’t work here, pack up and go home!”Wendy hung up frantically while Cordelia shook her head, listening to the busy tone.“Who were you talking to just now?” Yelena crossed her arms as she looked at Wendy skeptically.Wendy was usually afraid of her, so she stammered and was unable to speak a word being questioned like this.Yelena’s gaze traveled down, and she saw the letter in Wendy’s hand.“What’s that?”Wendy froze and wanted to hide it behind her, but it was too late.“Show me!”“Ms. Yelena, this…”Yelena was annoyed by Wendy’s timid stutter and snatched it from her.Disliking what the girl did,
The person who had made the call kept calling “Ms. Jenner,” and there was only one Ms. Jenner in this house—that was her, Yelena Jenner!It was a Hamerton heir, anyway. She did not care if it was the eldest or the third. As long as she could marry herself into the Hamertons, she would be able to brag in Jangasas and even Centrolis!There was a vicious and triumphant look on her as she thought about it.“Wendy!”“Ms. Yelena…” Wendy hurried over. She was anxious but realized that Yelena seemed to be in a good mood when she looked up.“Yes, Ms. Yelena?”“Call the number back.” Yelena jutted her chin. “Tell the person that I’m free to have the designers take my measurements anytime!“And call Cordelia!” She snickered.“The day the designers dress me up, I want that b*tch to watch people from the Hamertons picking me up!”…Cordelia came to the Jenners’ mansion as agreed. She paced outside for some time, reluctant to press the doorbell because she really did not want to go into th
Yelena halted her step and snapped her head back to glare at Cordelia.“Whether you believe it or not, I don’t know this Yale Hamerton,” Cordelia said flatly. “Whoever he is and whatever power he has, these have nothing to do with me.“I have a husband, and I love him very much. My life goal has never been to marry the rich!”Yelena frowned and doubted the truth in what she said. Were there people who did not like affluence and luxury in this world? There were people who did not want to marry the rich?She suddenly felt disturbed when she saw Cordelia’s calm and firm gaze.“Hah, how nice!” Yelena retorted stubbornly, “You’re just jealous!”Cordelia chuckled. Yelena said that she was talking to a brick wall when she mocked that she did not know big international names, but she also felt like she was talking to a brick wall now.Their definitions of happiness were different, and their values were like heaven and earth. Naturally, they were unable to see eye to eye.“You can think
“I just suddenly thought of it.” Cordelia smiled at her. “You’re Zennie Hamerton, and he’s Yale Hamerton, and you’re both from Centrolis. I guess that you could be related.”“And you guess it right,” Zennie said softly. “Yale’s my big cousin.“He’s my second uncle’s son and the eldest grandson in the family.“Cordelia, he’s a horrible man. Don’t get acquainted with him!”Cordelia was startled but chortled right after. There was no way she would care about men other than her husband!“Cordelia.” Zennie looked at her. “Actually… I have an older brother too.”“Oh.” Cordelia did not have much of a reaction.“He’s my brother by blood!” Zennie licked her lips and said with a smile, “His name is Zephyr Hamerton. Do you think it’s a nice name?”“Zephyr Hamerton?” Cordelia pacified Zennie. “It’s a nice name, much nicer than Yale Hamerton!”“Really?”“Mm, really.”Zennie secretly pulled out her phone and accessed the voice recorder.“Cordelia, say it again!”“Say what?”“Say that Z
“Sir…” Robert was hesitating.Zephyr looked at him and said, “Just spill it.”Robert smacked his lips. “I know you’re doing everything for Ms. Jenner’s good, but by law, as of now… She's Marcus’ wife.“If you give so many of your assets, including your company to her, doesn’t it mean that you’re giving half of everything to Marcus too?”Zephyr smiled, looking confident.He had thought about that issue before. He had also checked with Fredric regarding the legal matter.Although they were married, their finances were independent. To him, the best solution was to write a declaration emphasizing that the assets would belong to Cordelia only—it would have no business with anyone else. “Don’t worry.” he looked at Robert. “It’s impossible that Marcus will get even a cent from me!“Also, I’ll tell Cordelia everything when I return to Jangasas. She is smart and will know what to do. I also believe she’ll face everything with me, no matter what happens!”Robert nodded. He had a faint
Liam looked at him and quietly played with the tea set in his hands. He made Earl Gray tea and poured it into a cup.Zephyr got up and walked to the window. With his back facing his grandfather, he said calmly. “Why are you calling, cousin?”“Nothing much, I…”Yale intentionally paused as he was speaking.He scoffed and said nothing else.“If there’s nothing important, we’ll chat some other day.” Zephyr mocked. “After all, I can’t be chatting with you and ignore grandpa when I’m with him!”“Sure, go on and kiss his *ss!“Hey, speaking of *ss-kissing… Z, your woman isn’t bad indeed! Hahaha…”“What are you talking about?” Zephyr felt a tight squeeze in his heart. A chill was sent down his spine.Yale laughed hysterically and enunciated. “I said your woman is so hot. She’s not bad at all!”“Yale!”“Z, why didn’t you bring the amazing Ms. Jenner home? Hahaha…”Yale hung up the phone. Soon, his phone vibrated. A picture was sent.It was dark, and the resolution was low. However
"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