On Saturday night, Brent and Beverley finally went to visit Michael. Before that, however, Beverley invited Brent to stop by the shopping center to buy a gift.“What should I get for your dad? Do you have any ideas?” Beverley asked as she looked around. Her eyes wandered around, looking for something appropriate to give Michael.“The old man will love whatever you give him,” Brent replied lazily. He didn’t care about any gifts for Michael.“Maybe I should get some cookies and flowers.”“Really?” Brent looked at her with an unreceptive expression. “You never even gave me flowers, but you want to give them to the old man?”“Y-yes, why?” Beverley asked in confusion. “You never gave me flowers, either. Anyway....”Brent suddenly pulled Beverley’s hand and startled her. “Wait, Brent, where are you taking me?!”The man didn’t answer. He continued to pull Beverley until they reached the front of a shop selling fresh flowers. There were so many different kinds of flowers there. So diverse and
Brent put down his fork and wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin. He then pulled Beverley to her feet. “Honey, it’s getting late. Let’s go home.”Beverley didn’t know what to say. She looked at Michael guiltily, and finally, the older man sighed. “Hang on, Brent!”Michael frowned at Brent, then his gaze shifted to Chris, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He picked up his cane and stood up.“Can you guys sit down and have a chat?”“That’s a good idea,” Chris said.“Impossible.” In contrast to Chris, Brent outright refused. He was about to pull Beverley away, but Michael thrust his cane forward and blocked his way.“Listen to your father!” ordered Michael. He became more stern and serious.Beverley grasped Brent’s hand gently. She knew he didn’t want her to see Chris. But it was useless because Chris would still come to her as long as he didn’t give up.“It’s okay, Brent. It’s not too late,” she said softly.Brent let out his breath roughly. F
Brent’s birthday had finally arrived. However, many schedules went against Beverley’s expectations. She had planned to bake a special cake for him but had to fail.She needs to meet with a real estate agent to see the location of the cafe that Brent and Jace have chosen. Yes, the two men had chosen it because they were unsure of Beverley’s choices.It was in the prestigious Beverly Hills neighborhood. Beverley swallowed when she arrived. “Are those two guys crazy? The property prices here must be really expensive!” She grumbled as she turned off the engine.Her cell phone suddenly rang. It was an incoming call from Brent. She answered it immediately, “Hello, Brent.”“Are you here yet?” Brent asked.Beverley nodded. “Yes, I just got here. Are you crazy, Brent? On the right and left are fancy salons and restaurants! How could I possibly start here?”The man chuckled. “I have another option, which is in Bel Air. Of course, that would be closer to our home.”“Mr. Oliver, you must be jokin
Brent did not expect Beverley to come to his office without telling him first. He quickly stood up from his chair. “Baby, why are you here?”The package of cake in Beverley’s hand immediately drew his gaze. “What’s that?”Beverley smiled sweetly. She did not answer immediately. Instead, she placed the cake on the table in front of the sofa and unwrapped it. “It’s your birthday, Brent. How could I not surprise you?”She took out two candles with the number 3 and stuck them on the cake. Just as she was about to light them, Brent suddenly grabbed her hand firmly. She immediately turned her head. “Why?”Brent looked at her deeply. His brow furrowed. “I’ve said it before, Beverley. I’m not interested in any celebrations.”“It’s not a celebration, honey. It’s just a surprise between me and you,” Beverley said softly.“But I don’t want it!” Brent suddenly became angry. He pulled out the candles and threw them on the floor. It instantly shattered.Brent’s rude behavior dumbfounded Beverley. S
Brent arrived home a short while later. His brow immediately creased deeply when he realized Beverley’s car was not in the yard. He immediately entered the house and called out loudly to Edward.“Edward!”The older man hurriedly approached. “Yes, sir?”“Is Beverley not home?” asked Brent.“Madame said she was staying at her friend’s house tonight. Didn’t she tell you?”Brent exhaled harshly. “If she told me, I wouldn’t have asked you,” he said irritably.Edward just sighed. He was used to Brent’s attitude. It wasn’t a problem for him. He just didn’t understand what made the man look so grim.“Do you need my help, then?”“No, I don’t.” Brent shook his head and ran upstairs to his room. He tried calling Beverley, but she didn’t answer. Finally, he sent a text message, but she didn’t reply either.Brent became increasingly uneasy. His feelings of guilt were growing bigger and bigger. “Is she at Katy’s place? But I don’t know where she lives.”He threw his body onto the bed. It felt lonel
Beverley walked quickly out of the apartment building. Her face was sullen. Brent tried to take her hand many times, but she always brushed him off.“Honey, my car’s not there!” Brent exclaimed from behind.Beverley stopped her steps in annoyance. “What the hell! I brought my own car!”Brent sighed. It was the first time Beverley had ever gotten angry with him. He had just found out that she was quite difficult for him to reconcile with. But he understood that. After all, she was much younger than him.He chased after her and gripped her hand. “Honey, you just woke up. Did you bring your car keys?”Beverley was silent. She hadn’t brought anything. Forget the car keys. She was even still wearing Katy’s pajamas and house slippers. It made her embarrassed and annoyed.“Isn’t that because you took me by force?!” she grumbled.Brent finally pulled her into his car. He opened the front door for her, but she opened the back door and sat there instead. Her actions were really testing his pati
“Let’s go home.”Brent took Beverley’s hand to leave Edelweiss’ grave. He looked around and asked, “Is your mother’s grave here too? We could pay a visit.”Beverley shook her head. “No, it’s not. How is that possible?” She chuckled. Her mood had gotten better after Brent had taken her to his mother’s grave. He really did love her, and there was no need for anyone to doubt that.“I saw a bouquet left for you from Natalie yesterday.”The man snorted. “Just ignore her. We just need to focus on our lives.”“Okay.” Beverley nodded firmly with a smile. They finally returned home and hurried to get to work.***In the evening, as Brent and Beverley had agreed. They went to the movies despite their hectic schedules. For them, as long as they could put work aside, they would.“I want to watch this.” Beverley pointed to the poster of a romantic movie full of drama. It was the type of movie for which Brent was sure most of the audience would be women.“Ah, that’s not cool. How about this?” Brent
Beverley bit her lip when Brent’s hand rubbed her panties. “You’re wet, baby,” he whispered contentedly. She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.Brent’s hand pressed against her clit from outside her panties. She immediately gripped the man’s thighs. “Brent, I’m afraid I’ll squirt here,” she hissed worriedly.The man kissed her cheek gently. “I’ll take responsibility.”Beverley wore cotton shorts, which made it easier for Brent to go further. His fingers slipped inside her panties. He finally touched her wet pussy.Her body instantly trembled as Brent’s fingers rubbed her pussy. Beverley struggled to hold back her moans. She bit her finger to keep the sound from escaping.Brent giggled. Beverley became annoyed. “What are you laughing for? You’re really torturing me!”“Torturing you?”“Yes, oooh....” Brent rubbed her clitoris, and Beverley’s body instantly stiffened. Her head looked up, with her mouth hanging open. She looked so sexy and voluptuous.Brent became even more tempted to ma
Brent and his colleagues gathered evidence of Natalie’s crimes in three days. They handed it over to the police, and an arrest was made.Beverley participated in the arrest. Brent forbade her at first, but she insisted on going. She wanted to see if Natalie would confess to her crime.“She had every intention of harming you, honey,” Brent said as they arrived at Natalie’s apartment. He looked at his wife tenderly. “Don’t let her do it again.”“Don’t worry, Brent. She won’t because we’re coming with the police officers.”Brent kissed her forehead lovingly. “All right. Let’s go out.” He opened the door and led Beverley out of the car.Beverley chuckled. Since learning of her pregnancy, Brent’s demeanor had become gentler towards her. He would also grant her whatever she wanted. He was so sweet and loving.The police officers preceded them into the apartment building. Brent and Beverley followed. Jace, Ryan, Logan, and Jax were behind them. The four men didn’t want to miss the spectacle.
Chris’s death was a heavy blow to Brent and Michael. Chris had harmed them greatly and caused much trouble for the Oliver family. However, they didn’t want him to die at all.In the days following the funeral, Brent became very busy. He struggled to investigate who had masterminded the accident. The police were investigating, but he couldn’t rely solely on them.That problem caused a significant reduction in his time with Beverley. She understood that. However, she wondered how serious the matter was.It was almost midnight, and Brent hadn’t gone upstairs to bed even though he was home from work. Beverley stepped down the stairs carefully. No one seemed to be hanging around the mansion. The servants had already rested.Beverley peered out into the courtyard and saw Ryan’s car parked there. ‘They’re still here,’ she thought.She cautiously stepped closer to the rarely used reading room. It was on the west side of the mansion. Lately, Brent often gathered with some strangers there until
Tears fell on Brent’s face. He immediately turned around and hugged Beverley. His body trembled, and he cried silently.Beverley hugged him tightly. She understood his grief. Brent usually seemed to hate Chris so much. However, he had always protected him.As angry as Brent was, he never went cruel or too far with Chris. The threats that came out of his mouth were just words he didn’t mean. The man had always secretly loved Chris. Or he never realized it.“All this time, I was in no hurry to reconcile with him. I thought... we had more time,” Brent whispered with his eyes closed.“I shouldn’t have gone to New York. That should have been a sign.”Beverley stroked Brent’s back. Her palm felt the traces of fabric across his back. Her brow furrowed deeply. Was what Chris said true? She tried to put that aside for the moment.“Brent, even if you don’t go to New York, you can’t change fate,” Beverley whispered. “You have to let him go.”Brent said nothing. He let go of his embrace and then
Chris’ body was lying in the middle of the road. Fresh blood was flowing from his head. His face was covered in blood. He was silent and motionless.Beverley trembled at what had just happened. Her face was deathly pale. “No, no, no. Chris, are you okay?!”She tried to stand up, but her legs were sore and weak. Her stomach and head hurt, too. Frantically, she crawled over to the man.Chris was choking and out of breath. Beverley burst into tears immediately after seeing how bad his condition was. She immediately held his hand.“Chris, I’ll call for help. Please hold on,” she pleaded in a trembling voice. She quickly grabbed her cell phone, but Chris gripped her hand.“Beverley...” Chris called out weakly.“Don’t say anything, please!” Beverley tearfully tried to control her trembling hands. She dialed 911 in a panic.“I’m sorry... Bev,” Chris whispered with difficulty. He felt his body floating higher and higher. His chest was tight. Pain shot from his head to his toes.“No, Chris. Do
Emma’s funeral was a quick affair. James and Beverley agreed to keep things simple and inconspicuous. They didn’t invite many people either.The funeral took place a day later. At the cemetery, Beverley stood behind her father, who crouched by the tombstone. The funeral ceremony was over. Some people who had come had left.Michael approached Beverley. The old man tapped her shoulder and whispered, “Brent should be arriving in Los Angeles soon. That boy is really...”Beverley shook her head and smiled. “He ran into some obstacles that delayed him. That’s okay. He’s in another state, after all. Going home will take hours.”Yesterday, Brent had said he would return home as soon as the meeting was over. However, the man admitted that he found a serious problem that was impossible to leave behind. In the end, he could only return today.“I’m glad that you understand. After Brent arrives at the mansion later, I’ll immediately ask him to come to James’ house.”“Thank you, Dad.”Michael smile
The next day, something surprising happened. Beverley had just arrived at Katy’s cafe that morning. Her cell phone suddenly rang. There was an incoming call from James.“It’s so rare that James calls me,” she muttered and answered the phone immediately. “Hello, Dad.”The sound of James crying suddenly entered Beverley’s ears. The man didn’t say anything, and that worried her. “Dad, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”James sobbed. “Emma....”“What about Emma?” Beverley immediately stood up from the chair. She felt uneasy. Did something bad happen?“She’s taken so many drugs. She overdosed, Bev,” James whispered in a weak voice.Beverley widened her eyes in disbelief. “How... how is that possible?”The sound of James’ sobs could be heard again, along with the noise of several people. There were many people in the place where the man was. And that worried Beverley even more.“Dad, where are you right now? I’ll be right there.”“Come to the house, Bev. They’re taking care of her body,” Ja
That morning, Beverley woke up with an aching body. A muscular hand curled around her waist. She stroked Brent’s chest, which was her pillow, and then sighed.Today, the man was going to New York as usual. It would take a few days. So they had spent a passionate night before parting.“I don’t want to go,” Brent whispered, his eyes closed. His voice was still hoarse from just waking up. The caress on his chest had woken him up.“Why?”“I don’t know. Maybe because I don’t want to part with you. Do you want to go with me?”Beverley sighed. “I still have a lot of work to do, Brent. You know I’ve been swamped lately,” she replied as she listened to Brent’s heartbeat.“Yeah. You’re even thinner.” Brent rubbed his wife’s back. “Don’t get too tired, baby. You’re eating well, right?”Beverley nodded. She actually felt tired. Her body felt more tired than usual. Maybe it was because she had twice as much work to do now in preparation for opening her cafe. She also still had to manage Katy’s caf
Brent was speechless. Beverley’s response was completely beyond his expectations. She wasn’t angry or thinking negatively of him at all. Instead, she cared about him being uncomfortable with Natalie’s actions.“Honey, you are handsome. It’s only natural for a woman to be obsessed with you. Are you scared, hm?” Beverley rubbed Brent’s head like a mother caring for her child. “Take it easy. I won’t let anyone harass you again.”“....”Brent didn’t know whether to laugh. He held back his smile. His heart felt warmed by Beverley’s treatment. Without saying anything, he kissed her gently on the lips.Natalie, who saw that, became jealous. She felt annoyed to death. Who knew that Beverley wasn’t provoked by her? She was so protective of Brent!Then Beverley broke away from Brent’s kiss. She chuckled and then turned to look at Natalie. Her expression turned cold. Her gaze was sharp.“Aren’t you satisfied with annoying my husband yet?”The woman she asked coughed. “Beverley, don’t forget you
Beverley bit her lip when Brent’s hand rubbed her panties. “You’re wet, baby,” he whispered contentedly. She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.Brent’s hand pressed against her clit from outside her panties. She immediately gripped the man’s thighs. “Brent, I’m afraid I’ll squirt here,” she hissed worriedly.The man kissed her cheek gently. “I’ll take responsibility.”Beverley wore cotton shorts, which made it easier for Brent to go further. His fingers slipped inside her panties. He finally touched her wet pussy.Her body instantly trembled as Brent’s fingers rubbed her pussy. Beverley struggled to hold back her moans. She bit her finger to keep the sound from escaping.Brent giggled. Beverley became annoyed. “What are you laughing for? You’re really torturing me!”“Torturing you?”“Yes, oooh....” Brent rubbed her clitoris, and Beverley’s body instantly stiffened. Her head looked up, with her mouth hanging open. She looked so sexy and voluptuous.Brent became even more tempted to ma