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
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.
“Marry?!” Beverley, the brunette woman, could hardly believe her ears. Both confusion and shock filled her sight.“If I get married, how will I be able to work and raise money for Dad’s treatment?” she asked.Her mother, Emma, was starting to get annoyed. The glamorous woman immediately replied, “That’s why I want you to marry the son of the Oliver family!”“So, you want to use me to pay your debts?”Beverley’s eyes turned red. Not because she wanted to cry, but because she felt so angry. How could Emma think such a thing? Was it because she was just a stepmother?“That’s not what I meant. I just want you to live comfortably with a rich man. You can live peacefully without having to think about money. Am I wrong?” Emma asked without feeling guilty.Beverley snorted in annoyance. “Who do you think you’re fooling? Emma, I’m not a child to be fooled. I will never agree to this,” she hissed sharply. She knew the situation she was in.Emma, the money-loving stepmother, wanted to use her ste
Beverley felt like her soul was falling to the bottom of the cliff. Emma had indeed told her about this marriage beforehand. However, she thought there was still time for further discussion. It turned out that the woman had already decided on the marriage well in advance. What should Beverley do now? Her chest became sore. How could Emma do this? Hadn’t she given even the slightest consideration to her feelings? “Bev ....” Katy didn’t know what to say. She rubbed Beverley’s back gently, hoping to calm her down a little. “I have to see Emma,” Beverley said suddenly. Her gaze turned icy. She grasped the invitation paper, along with a folded letter that she had yet to read. She straightened her back and tried to strengthen her resolve. “I’ll drive you.” Katy grabbed her car keys, and the two of them walked out of the room. Katy left a few messages for the café cashier before walking away. Katy’s café was quite a distance from Beverley’s father’s house. She had been working as a manag
One man in black pushed Beverley out of the car. No more screams came out of her mouth. No more crying or pleading of any kind. She realized it was a futile struggle.She stood up, staring at the big house in front of her. No, it was no ordinary house. One would more appropriately call it a mansion. The mansion looked very grand and elegant. A bone-white color dominated the exterior.Was it the Oliver family’s residence? Beverley did not know. Although it was a place filled with luxury, she did not feel attracted. She could not afford to spend her life there with someone she did not like at all.The night wind blew her hair. Her heart was pounding. Her feelings became erratic. Was this still real? Perhaps it was just a dream when she accidentally slept at the cafe table.“Miss, please come in.”The voice instantly broke Beverley’s reverie. She let out a long breath. “This was not a dream.” She finally stepped into the large mansion. Two men in black followed her from behind.The entran
This is bad! Beverley wanted to turn around and run as far as she could. However, Brent's pair of black eyes seemed to nail her in place. Her legs became weak and…. And she couldn't escape! Oh my, what should she do now? "Why are you just silent?" Emma whispered emphatically. Everyone in the venue turned their heads and looked at Beverley curiously. She didn't want her stepdaughter to embarrass her. Beverley glared at Emma. She gritted her teeth in anger. She wanted so badly to curse that woman. However, it couldn't be done because everyone was focused on her. Finally, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. If she really had to marry that jerk, then so be it. There was nothing she could do for now. For the first time in her life, she completely surrendered to fate. Her feet wouldn't move, but they continued to be forced until she finally arrived in front of the man. Brent Oliver. The sharp-eyed man who had been secretly haunting her for months. Beverley's eyes turned red. H
Beverley turned her face out the window to avoid Brent's piercing gaze. Her brow furrowed as she realized the car she was in was not making its way to Brent's house. She felt quite confused. Where will the man take her to? Despite being curious, Beverley refrained from asking. She didn't want to look anxious or worried in front of the man. Whatever the circumstances, she wanted to be a calm and indifferent woman. Moments later, their car stopped in the basement of a luxury hotel. Brent turned to look at Beverley. "Don't go anywhere. Stay here and don't make trouble!” he hissed coldly. Beverley didn't answer. She just watched the man leave with narrowed eyes. Where will the man go? Suddenly her vision caught something suspicious. Not far ahead, Brent seemed to meet a woman. The woman was wearing a red dress that was quite revealing. If there wasn't a long coat covering her body, maybe her body would be exposed. The woman was wearing sunglasses and a black fedora hat. Although her f
That day Katy's cafe seemed quite busy. When Beverley got there, the patrons and cafe staff immediately turned to look at her. Her current appearance was too flashy. And that made her hard to ignore."Oh my gosh!" Katy, who was initially recapitulating financial data, immediately ran over to Beverley. Her expression looked surprised and worried. "Honey, what happened to you?!"Beverley shook her head limply before finally settling into a chair away from the cafe patrons. Sweat was already soaking her body. She felt tired and thirsty after walking so far."Give me some cold water, please," she begged Katy. She removed the white bride veil from her head and a few other hair accessories.Without asking much, Katy immediately ordered her cafe staff to fetch cold water for Beverley. Moments later, a bottle of cold water was placed on the table.Beverley immediately took a sip of the water. Finally, her thirst was quenched. She took a deep breath. "You know, this is really ridiculous."Katy
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