She rose immediately and jabbed an accusatory finger at Sherry, “All those years ago, you were the reason my brother got kicked out of the family by my father. He gave up his rights as heir to the family assets and cut off all relations with us, he suffered so much for your sake and you complained that he was too poor for you? You… as if that wasn’t enough, you even went and dumped him!” Sherry pursed her lips and held on to her silence. The more Queenie thought about it, the more vexed she became, "Sherry, I can’t believe I thought of you as a friend, I can’t believe you were such a heartless and materialistic person all this time!” She flung the platter of food she had snatched from Sherry moments ago to the ground, and immediately stomped out, completely furious. Hailey who came in with her cast a conflicted look at Sherry before running out after Queenie. The living room fell silent again. The platter was smashed into pieces when Queenie flung it against the floor
He continued job-hunting while enduring the insults. The Stocktons notified every company that was related to his major in Glenchester not to hire him so that they could force him to go home. Even though he was the best in his work, no company dared to defy the Stocktons, hence forcing him to resort to labor work. He tried being a driver and a delivery man and even picked up jobs that he never heard of before. He did all those just so he could save enough money for a house to marry her. Although he ran into many competitors from his old days in the process and was even forced to kneel and bow in public, he would return home with her favorite cake and a smile on his face. The bittersweet memories finally came to an end when tears rolled down her cheeks. Choking on her emotions, Sherry found it difficult to breathe. She paused all thoughts, wiped her tears away, and gasped for air. She had done him wrong back then, so she accepted his scoldings and beatings, but she could n
Sherry slept on the couch the entire night. It was Queenie’s scream that jolted her up on the second morning. The moment Sherry opened her eyes, she saw Queenie storming in with Hailey, seemingly ready for a fight. Sherry rubbed her eyes and sat up straight. Queenie stood in front of her with her eyes bulging. “Tell me, who is the man you cheated on my brother with?” Sherry was left speechless. She thought the girl came asking for a fight. She laid back down with her eyes closed. “Someone you don’t know.” “Tell me, and I’ll know.” “Even if I tell you, you won’t know.” “Sherry, stop beating around the bush! Tell me who he is!” She pulled Sherry up from the couch. Sherry was forced to sit straight. She asked, “Why do you want to know?” “I want to know who the man is. I want to know if he is more handsome or more capable than my brother.” Sherry shut her eyes and said, “He's not as handsome or as capable as your brother."“Then, why did you fall for him?” A short
Sherry grinned as she got up from the couch and headed to the dining table. After setting up all the dishes on the table, she sat down and started eating happily. The reason why she wanted to return to her quarters was to reach her phone to contact Sylvia so that her friend could help her escape the Stocktons' residence. John was obviously keeping her in the house as his backup lover. She had tolerated it before the man got married, but now, she could not bear it for another day. …Meanwhile, in Stockton Tower on the other end of the city, the handsome man had just woken up and was eating breakfast by the window. His phone was connected to a recorder hidden in his house and it was currently playing the conversation on speaker. The talking had stopped and was replaced by the noise of chewing and gobbling. The man grinned as he picked up a piece of toast and took a bite of it. …Sherry went back to sleep after breakfast and started munching on snacks as soon as she woke u
As Sherry’s eyes widened in shock, she immediately threw herself at him. John raised his hands, keeping the phone out of her reach. Despite jumping, no matter how high she leaped, she could not reach it. She grabbed John’s collar and shouted, “Give me back the phone!” John smiled. “Get it if you really want it.” Sherry clenched her teeth. “Don’t force me!” He grinned bewitchingly while keeping the phone high above her reach. Sherry took a deep breath and jumped onto John, clinging onto him like an octopus before she climbed up to reach for her phone. She made her way up to his shoulder first and then clung to his neck to achieve balance. She reached upward for her phone, but before she could touch it, he put his hand down. Sherry missed grabbing the phone. She wanted to get off him, but John caught her by the waist. She glared at her and shouted, “Release me!” John curled his lips. Thwack! Something fell onto the floor. John actually released her phone and dropp
Sherry’s lips moved. “What is it?” She sounded feeble and helpless. Queenie frowned upon hearing her meek voice. “I didn’t tell my brother about you coming to the quarters, I have no idea how he knew.” “Yeah. Okay.” Sherry did not suspect Queenie ratting her out. After all, Queenie only knew she wanted to come back to the quarters, but she did not know anything about her secret phone. John obviously knew she came back for her phone, or maybe he already knew about the phone a long time ago. If she was correct, he already knew about it before she even asked Queenie for help. The question would be how. Sherry was exhausted, mentally and physically. The exhaustion robbed her ability to think. She said to Queenie, “I’m not suspecting you. Just go.” “Sherry, are you okay?” “I’m fine.” Queenie did not speak after that, and what followed was her hurried footsteps, striding away. She must have left, so Sherry shut her eyes to rest. A terrible thought suddenly rushed into
Julie sighed. “With that feisty attitude of hers, she would have caused a scene in front of John if she didn’t get the pills.” The sudden epiphany rushed into Emerence’s head. She added, “Ms. Julie, you are really a meticulous person. It is the Stockton family’s honor to have you in charge of the house.” Julie smiled. “Aunt Emerence, please don’t flatter me. I’m just glad that I can share the burden with Mother and John.” Emerence was moved by Julie’s caring and sentimental side. “If only you were Master John’s wife, the Stocktons would have thrived in harmony and peace.” Julie’s gaze shifted. She wore a strict expression and said, “Nonsense. John has a family now, and I’m his sister-in-law.” Emerence immediately realized that she had used the wrong words at the wrong time. She immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, Ms. Julie. I didn’t mean it. I’m just moved by your personality and capabilities. No one can better take charge of the house than you.” Julie’s gaze softened, and
Sylvia’s worry lingered, so she stayed by Madam Carter’s bed and listened to the old lady reminisce about the past. Her memories about Odell’s childhood remained vivid as though it happened yesterday. She went on until she got tired and fell asleep. Sylvia finally got up and walked out of the room. It was then that the man entered the living room in his handsome suit.He looked rather nervous when he saw Sylvia come out of Madam Carter’s room. He went up to her and asked, “How’s Grandmother?” Sylvia smiled. “She’s fine. She’s asleep.” His nervous expression was laid to rest. Sylvia looked at him with crystal clear eyes. He soon noticed her unusual gaze. He patted her and asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?” “Grandmother talked a lot about your childhood.” Odell squinted. “What did she say?” Sylvia took a step forward, shortening the distance between her and Odell. She was a finger away from going into his embrace. She whispered, “She said when you were five,
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t