Odell saw that she did not say anything and asked impatiently, "Why are you keeping silent again?"Sylvia said, "I'm not wrong."His expression fell.She immediately felt the temperature around her drop. Her leg did not even feel as painful anymore.However, after just a moment, Odell's lips curled up again. He said to her with a wry smile, "I'll give you one more chance to reword that properly and admit your mistake to me. Then, promise me that you'll have nothing to do with Tristan in the future. If you do that, I'll take you away. If you don't, you can resign yourself to marrying that old rascal, Michael. You'll never see Isabel or Liam again."Each word he spoke was cruel and stabbed at her like knives.The way he looked down on her was as if he was a king peering down condescendingly from high above his pedestal. He looked at her like she was a worm that he could trample at any moment.Sylvia was so cold that her body stiffened.With reddened eyes, she asked him in a tremb
Sylvia's eyes twitched.Tristan was boarding a plane to come back, and he was indeed coming back to solve her problems.However, if she answered 'yes', Odell would very likely toss her out of the car immediately.Sylvia did not want to die, so she pursed her lips.After a long time, Odell looked at her and said impatiently, "If you don't answer me, I'll throw you out now."She could only let out a low hum.The next second, he bellowed, "Stop the car!"Cliff said softly, "Master Carter, there's still a hundred meters to the hospital."Odell asked coldly, "Did you not hear what I just said?"Cliff did not dare to say anything else and immediately pulled over to the side of the road.Odell looked at Sylvia. His eyes were like frost, and his voice was frighteningly cold. "Get out!"Sylvia felt a shiver make her whole body shudder. She wanted to get out immediately, but the pain in her legs was too severe, so she could not stand up at all.After struggling for a few seconds, she
Sylvia suddenly felt uneasy.She called Aunt Tonya as well as the landline at home, but Aunt Tonya's cell phone was still off, and no one answered the phone at home.'Could it be that they haven't saved Aunt Tonya yet?'...At that moment, in a parking lot outside the hospital, Cliff returned to the MPV after making a few calls.He looked at the man sitting alone in the back and said softly, "Master Carter, I just asked my friend in the hospital. He said that besides a slight fracture on both legs and a few bruises on Ms. Ross's body, there are no other problems."After hearing this, Odell said with a callous expression, "There's no need to report her condition to me."'If that's the case, why are you still in front of the hospital?' Cliff pursed his lips in exasperation and answered, "Understood. I won't do it again."Then, thinking of something, he continued, "There's one more thing. The people we sent to the club have found Aunt Tonya. However, there is a lot of manpower sta
Two minutes later, Dona sent her another message. "Sylvia, your father and I aren't joking. You're in big trouble this time. Michael is Mr. Ledger's own brother. Both Mr. and Mrs. Ledger are furious right now. If you don't come quickly and admit your mistake, you're the one who will suffer in the end."By the way, don't count on Tristan to help you save Aunt Tonya, and don't think that he can protect you when he comes back. He hasn't taken over the Ledger family yet, and he has no ability to go against the wishes of Mr. and Mrs. Ledger. Your best bet is to go back to Michael. Don't be ungrateful."It was obvious that Tristan's men failed to save Aunt Tonya.Sylvia clenched her fists and blacklisted all their numbers. She could not just compromise like this.Tristan would be back in ten hours, so she just had to wait. When he came back, he could explain their relationship clearly to his parents. Then, Bruce and Catherine would definitely make Michael release Aunt Tonya!...At the
Michael immediately shouted, "No, I've taken a fancy to that woman, and I want to marry her!"He did not have much desire before seeing Sylvia, but he did not expect her to be so much more beautiful and even more charming than any other woman. He had to make her his!Bruce frowned and glared at him.Michael reluctantly closed his mouth.Dona glanced around and said, "Since Mr. Ledger has taken a fancy to Sylvia, we'll try our best to get them together. However, Sylvia is very cunning. She even managed to call Tristan back when he was abroad for business. It's clear that her methods are extraordinary."After she finished, Bruce and Catherine's expressions turned hard.Catherine then asked her, "Then, do you have any good ideas, Mrs. Ross?"Dona said, "I heard that Sylvia is doing wood carving in Westchester City. It seems that her craft isn't bad. The Ross family isn't involved in this kind of industry, but I heard that Mr. and Mrs. Ledger have a strong voice in this field. How a
Sylvia frowned.She had hurt her legs, not her hands.Furthermore, she did not tell anyone in the studio that she was injured. How did Carl know?She felt that something was wrong and called him directly.The line was busy for a while before connecting, and she asked directly, "Carl, why are you firing me? Did I make any mistakes at work?""No, you perform exceptionally well. The customers like your work the best.""Then, why did you fire me?""Well..." Carl stammered.She asked in a cold voice, "Someone pressured you to fire me, didn't they?"Carl sighed and said, "Since you guessed it, I won't hide it from you. You've really offended someone you shouldn't have. No one in our line dares to ask for you anymore. You can either find another job or go to another city to work. Your wood carving skills are impressive. You won't be any worse off if you go to another city besides Westchester.""I see. Thank you for telling me this."After finishing the call with Carl, Sylvia tried
Cliff said to Odell, "Master Carter, I just received news. The Ledger family seems to have put a hold on Ms. Ross's career because she harmed Michael. No one in Westchester City's wood carving industry dares to hire her now."Odell frowned and glared at him. "I told you not to report about her to me."Cliff immediately bowed his head. "My apologies. I won't do it again."Odell said coldly, "Get out.""However, there's one more thing regarding Ms. Ross. Would you like to hear what it is?" Cliff's voice became smaller.Odell frowned in annoyance. "Get to the point."Cliff quickly said, "Just now, Mr. Ledger got off the plane and was taken by people sent by his parents."Odell raised his brows and snorted a laugh. He was right.Cliff looked at his obviously pleased face and said, "Master Carter, if there's nothing else, I'll go out now."Odell nodded. "Go ahead."Cliff turned and left.Odell leaned back against the chair, folded his hands across his chest, and pursed his lips i
It was not that Sylvia had not thought about Odell before, but she dropped the idea.She stated, "He won't help me."Sherry knew about the grudges between Sylvia and Odell these three years. She also hated Odell for what he had done to Sylvia because of Tara three years ago. However, right now, he was the only person who could help her rescue Aunt Tonya.She looked at Sylvia's face and said, "Syl, why don't you beg him? You're still the mother of his children, as well as his ex-wife. He won't just leave you in the lurch, right?"Beg him?Sylvia could not help but shiver as she remembered his face when he dumped her at the hospital.It was not that she did not want to beg him. However, even if she did, he most likely would not agree. Perhaps he might even humiliate her.She was silent for a moment and said, "I'm thinking of talking to Tristan's parents and clearing things up with them."Sherry said with uncertainty, "Will they listen to you?"Sylvia replied, "I've met them many
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