Jeremy felt a rush of unease wash over him when he recognized the sarcasm and disdain in Madeline’s eyes. Pursing his lips, his gaze drilled into Madeline’s eyes. “As such, it’d be great if you would stop looking for me, Mr. Whitman. I really don’t want to be treated as the dead again.” Madeline rejected him indifferently. “It won’t happen again.” Jeremy parted his lips to say after a moment of silence. With his gaze fixated on her, he bent his head to lean closer to her.“I promise you, it won’t happen again.” Madeline chuckled lightly. “Are you admitting to testing me the other day, Mr. Whitman?” Jeremy remained silent under her inquisitive tone. Perhaps so. While the entire world was privy to how shamelessly in love Madeline was with Jeremy, Jeremy was the only one who knew he loved her back. The truth was, Jeremy had lost his mind the other day. He was not testing her, no. He had fantasized that she was still alive… Yet, that was all it was. A fantasy. Now,
Staring at the snobbish shop assistants and the arrogant Meredith, Madeline casually pulled out a card and threw it at the face of the shop assistant who had threatened to call security. “Pick it up and take a look, then tell me whether I’m allowed such a dress or not.” Taken aback by Madeline’s temperament, the shop assistant quickly picked up the card. Reading the words atop, her expression immediately shifted into an embarrassed one. She flushed red as she bowed and apologized to Madeline. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you’re Miss Quinn! I’m sorry, really! Please forgive me!” Seeing their colleague’s reaction, the other salespeople came over to read the card Madeline had thrown down. Their expressions shifted immediately at a glance as they began apologizing to Madeline. Meredith was stunned to see the shop attendants suddenly apologize to Madeline, treating her with respect. “What are you doing? Why are you so polite to her?” Meredith rolled her eyes in disag
Meredith returned to the Montgomery household with a belly full of anger. Seeing her return, the housekeeper poured her a cup of tea and brought her a plate of snacks. “What’s wrong, Miss Meredith? Here, have some fruits to chase away the anger.” The housekeeper fawned over her smilingly. “Who are you to poke your nose into my business?” Meredith rolled her eyes, displeased. “Where’s my mother?” The sound of a car drifted in from the door after she asked, and the housekeeper shot a gaze toward the door. “I believe Madam is back.” With that, Meredith immediately stood. “Tell my mother I’m in my room when she asks.” Giving the order, she picked up her bag and rushed up the stairs. The housekeeper acknowledged and stared at Meredith’s retreating figure with hatred in her eyes. “You’re Brittany’s indirect killer, Meredith Crawford! Brit would still be living happily and easily as the oldest daughter had you not suddenly appeared and stole her spot!” Having said that, she se
The day of Whitman’s 50th anniversary arrived in the blink of an eye. Madeline lazily gave herself a spa treatment before finally plopping herself in front of the vanity to start doing her makeup. After that, she donned herself in the gown that Meredith could only wish to own, picked up her designer purse, and got into a car toward Glendale’s first-ever luxurious six-star hotel. Rows of street lamps glowed as the night began to darken. Staring at the reflection on the windows in the car, her red lips curled as she raised a hand to rearrange the baby hair around her forehead. The beauty of the small smile gracing Madeline’s lips was reflected in the rearview mirror, causing the driver to almost run a red light. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman. At that moment, the main entrance of the six-star hotel was already packed with people. Reporters fought each other for first-hand material while various passersby also stopped to collect small gifts. Guest
All eyes fell on Madeline from the moment she got off the car… Inside, Jeremy was frowning. A deep look flashed in his icy eyes as he found himself frustrated by Madeline not picking up his call. Suddenly, he felt a tug at his pant legs. Looking down, Jeremy was faced with Jackson’s indifferent expression. “Where’s Big Sis Vera? Is she not here yet?” Jackson was very much looking forward to Madeline’s arrival. Jeremy felt his heart grow distant as he stared at his son. The sight of Jackson would always remind him of how he had destroyed the ashes of his and Madeline’s daughter. His heart raced as frustration bubbled each time the memory of Madeline’s last words as she tugged on his collar replayed in his mind.“Jack,” Meredith’s voice sounded.The hand on Jeremy’s pants tightened as the light in his eyes vanished. He let go to flee, only to be caught by Meredith in the end. “Where are you going, Jack?” With a fake smile plastered on her face, Meredith gripped Jackson’
Madeline’s eyes turned into crescents at Jeremy’s shocked reaction. “What’s wrong, Jeremy? It’s me… Madeline.” “...” Madeline! The name pierced straight into Jeremy’s heart like a sharp knife, knocking the breath out of him. Madeline quirked the corners of her lips prettily at Jeremy’s stricken gaze. She leaned closer. “What’s wrong, Mr. Whitman? I thought you’re the one who told me to attend the anniversary celebration as your ex-wife?” Her soft voice engulfed Jeremy’s racing heartbeat like a closely woven net. Hearing her response, Jeremy felt his heart slowly calm down. ‘So that’s how it is, huh?’Staring at her pretty as a picture appearance, he felt his heart drown in loneliness. However, Jeremy made sure to keep that emotion to himself. Quickly but surely, he responded with a warm and seductive smirk. “You’re here.” Madeline smiled. “Yeah, I am.” Meredith was no longer having it. She was pissed at the little distance between Madeline and Jeremy as the two
Madeline smiled casually. “Did you see it with your own two eyes, Mrs. Montgomery? How are you so certain that Madeline Crawford is the shameless woman you claim her to be?” “Of course, I’m certain! I watched with my own eyes how shameless and merciless Madeline Crawford is! Time and time again she hurt my precious daughter and grandson. Death is the lightest punishment for a woman like her!” Eloise clenched her jaw, spitting out word after word that dripped with the hatred and disgust she felt for Madeline. It was almost as if death was not enough to relieve the hatred in her heart. Seconds later, Madeline heard a mocking scoff from Eloise. “While you may share Madeline Crawford’s appearance, Miss Vera, I do hope that you’d refrain from acting as shamelessly as that woman!” With a condescending look, Eloise left Madeline’s side and walked back to Meredith. The ‘mother-daughter’ duo held each other’s hands, looking closer than ever. Madeline pursed her lips gently as she
Tanner’s complexion paled as he pointed a finger at Madeline who was currently washing her hands. Shocked, he crawled up from the ground with a hand on the wall for his strength seemed to have vanished from his legs. It was the first time he had participated in such a high-class celebration. As a result, he had drunk a good amount to take full advantage of the situation. Under the effects of alcohol, Madeline’s enchanting smile floated about in his vision. Her face duplicated as the figures began to approach him. He could not breathe! Too afraid to look her in the eye, he started to stutter and mumble. “Mad-Madeline Crawford! Why won’t you leave me alone? The person you’re looking for is Meredith! Not me!” Watching Tanner tremble in fear before her, Madeline stepped over with her high heels clicking and a smile on her curled lips. “You’re asking me why Madeline’s spirit is haunting you? I’m sure you know exactly why.” “Ah!” Tanner dashed into the male bathroom, terrified.