Immediately after that, Sylvia was filled with an urge to cry. She took a deep gulp to suppress the terrible, sour feeling and returned Odell with a hostile glare. She turned away from him and started trotting in the direction where the police were escorting Charles. Suddenly, she felt someone grabbing her by her wrist. It was Odell who stopped her. He looked at her and asked sharply, "Where are you going?" "Just worry about your secretary. I don't need you to take care of me!" With that, she briskly flung his hand away and continued chasing after Charles and the police. Odell frowned and gazed at her morosely without chasing after her. He stood there for what seemed like an eternity. It was only after Christopher and the rest of the art academy members had left that he finally turned around and left as well. Several men trailed after him. One of them cautiously approached him. “Master Carter, the event is still ongoing. Are you leaving already?” He growled.
Shermaine looked at Sylvia again and said with a sincere expression, "Mrs. Carter, Master Carter and I are innocent. We—""Let's go, Charles," Sylvia said to Charles. She did not spare Shermaine a glance and simply turned to leave.Charles sneered at Shermaine. "Sylvia is smart, so you can save your little tricks for the fools instead."Christopher patted him. "Alright, that's enough."The two men then followed Sylvia out.Shermaine frowned and immediately put on an aggrieved expression. "Assistant Bogard, you know that there's really nothing between Master Carter and me."Cliff comforted her, "I know. Mrs. Carter is still angry at Master Carter and only ignored you because of him. Don't take offense."Shermaine pursed her lips. "I hope I don't end up affecting their relationship, or the guilt will eat me alive."Cliff smiled and raised his hand to pat her shoulder. "The innocent have nothing to fear. Mrs. Carter isn't an unreasonable person. Everything will be fine once Master
Christopher walked straight toward the spot where he parked his car.Sylvia also walked toward the place she parked. She frowned tightly, and her chest felt suffocated, making it hard to breathe.Even Christopher could see that there was something wrong with Shermaine, so it did not seem like she was overreacting."Stop."Suddenly, a low and familiar voice rang out.Sylvia stopped and looked over.A black MPV was parked just to her right. Odell's straight figure was leaning against the car, and his dark gaze was fixed on her. His face looked gloomy and seemed to exude unhappiness.Sylvia's expression turned cold. She turned her head and continued to walk forward."I said, stop. Did you not hear me?" he called out to her again.Not only did Sylvia pretend not to hear him, but she even quickened her pace.Odell frowned and immediately stepped toward her, chasing after her.Not far ahead was the car Sylvia had taken when she came over in the morning. Before he could catch up to
'It was she who didn't reply to my messages and blindly defended a colleague who was interested in her! I didn't even get angry at her, but what about her? Not only is she showing me attitude, but she's also not letting me come home at all!'A surge of anger welled up.Odell gave the bodyguard a cold look, then walked around the outer wall of the mansion toward the back door.A few minutes later, Ben and Odell's driver both followed him to the back door.Odell looked at Ben and the driver. While the two pursed their lips and crouched down beside the wall, Odell backed up a few steps.Then, he sprinted forward, using their shoulders as a springboard, and climbed up the wall in one leap. A few moments later, he landed firmly on the ground with both feet and walked toward the house with his long legs.At this time, Madam Carter had long since retired to bed, and the three little ones were in their respective rooms.Isabel was also deep asleep. Flint was also sleeping soundly by his
Odell frowned. "She hasn't made any mistakes at work, so I can't fire her.""Then, find a reason to fire her.""She does her job well. I can't find a reason for now."Sylvia said coldly, "Admit it, you just don't want to fire her!"Odell pursed his lips, frowning deeply. His gaze was gloomy. It seemed like he was forcing down his temper. The strength of his arms around her was also obviously not as tight as before.Sylvia's heart instantly clenched. She pushed him away hard and strode out to the wardrobe while wrapped in a bath towel.She grabbed the towel in front of her body with one hand to prevent it from falling and pushed open the cabinet with the other hand to get her clothes, intending to leave after getting dressed."Where are you planning to go?" The man's gloomy voice sounded from the door.Sylvia ignored him and continued to take the clothes from the wardrobe.Odell's eyes darkened. In the next second, he stepped behind her and picked her up by her waist.Sylvia i
"It's good that you know. Don't be so quick to count your chickens before they hatch. Odell isn't as simple as you think. You won't get him to like you in just a day or two. You have to take your time and not rush for success, understand?""Yes, yes, I understand. Don't worry."Ruth did not say anything else.Shermaine quickly hung up the phone.After the call ended, she scoffed and placed her chin in her hands, thinking back to how she had only been a few inches away from him when she hid behind him tonight.His back was straight and broad, and his body seemed to exude the faint scent of tea. It was a noble and charming scent that could not be found in ordinary men.Shermaine became more obsessed the more she thought about it, and she even began to fantasize about their future together....When Sylvia woke up early morning, she was the only one left in the room. She got up, rinsed her face with cold water, and did not think about last night.After washing and dressing, she w
Shermaine looked at his still-cold face and quickly smiled. "That's great. I'm relieved," she smiled brightly and spoke in a gentle tone.She looked remarkably similar to Sylvia.Odell's gaze was stunned for a moment, then he said, "Go out and do your own thing. Don't bother about anything else."The words that sounded comforting made Shermaine's heart rejoice, but she simply said, "Yes, sir."Then, she walked out.Odell immediately closed his eyes to rest.Shermaine had saved Madam Carter before and did not seem to have any other thoughts about him. Sylvia must be overthinking. He had always been strict with his subordinates, but he would not treat his staff who were serious about their work harshly.When Secretary Ackerman returned, he would ask the HR department to arrange a more suitable position for Shermaine....Two more busy days passed.That afternoon, at about two o'clock, a luxury MPV from Glanchester stopped outside the building entrance.A young man disembarked
"I didn't want to wake my Caprice."Odell pursed his lips, then put down the documents in his hand and looked at John. "Why are you here?""Nothing much. It's just been a while since I've been here, so I came to say hi." As he spoke, he hugged Caprice and sat down on the sofa.Odell frowned. "I still have work to do. If you don't need anything else, then leave."John laughed. "You can work. I'll leave after a while."Odell glanced at him and saw that he was staring at the child in his arms and could not help but ask, "Do you take the child with you everywhere you go?""Yes, my Caprice can't leave my side, and I don't feel comfortable leaving her at home alone."Odell's lips twitched downward, and he stopped paying attention to John. He looked down and continued to work on his documents.The office was quiet for a while.Caprice woke up from her nap. Her thick and curvy eyelashes fluttered, then she opened her eyes."Daddy..." she called out softly.John smiled and said softl
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