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
Soon, John returned to the car with Caprice in his arms.The driver, bodyguard, and Aunt Wanda were in the car. These were the people he brought with him when he went out almost anywhere for the past two years.After getting into the car, he said to the driver, "Go to the Carters' residence."Then, he said to Aunt Wanda, "Take out some snacks for me.""Sure." Aunt Wanda immediately took out a box of small snacks from her bag. They were all Caprice's favorites.John opened the box and handed it to her.Caprice sat in his arms, holding the box in her hands. Her stubby little hands picked up the crackers and put them in her mouth. The way she ate was a little slow, much like her usual actions.She would gnaw on a cracker that could easily be finished in two or three bites for quite a while. She ate quietly the entire way.Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the old Carters' residence.Caprice put down the snack box before John carried her in.When Sebastian saw them, he
Sylvia's expression changed, and she looked at him. "You went to look for him?""Yeah, but he seemed very busy, so I came here."Sylvia said nothing.John continued, "By the way, when did Master Carter change his secretary?"Sylvia frowned, and her expression also turned cold. "Some time ago."John took in her expression. It seemed like she knew about the change of secretary. However, according to her expression, she did not seem to like his new secretary very much."I think she looks a little similar to you. My Caprice almost mistook her for you at first glance." After a pause, he asked, "Are you two related?"Sylvia's replied in a cold voice, "No.""Then, who introduced her to Master Carter as a secretary? She looks quite young and doesn't seem very qualified."Sylvia looked at him in displeasure. "If you're interested in her, just ask Odell directly. Why are you asking me?"John smiled at her. "You've misunderstood. I'm just curious. I'm not interested in her type."While
For two years, that woman never posted anything on any of her social media accounts. John did not know if it was because she blocked him, or if she simply did not update her status.After thinking for a while, he typed out a message, "Odell is having an affair. He's cheating on Sylvia with his little secretary who looks like Sylvia."Then, he copied it and sent it to all her social media accounts, including her email.Then, he put his phone back into his pocket, held Caprice, and closed his eyes....It was another night of sleeping alone.Late at night, after seeing the three little ones go to sleep, Sylvia returned to the bedroom. Her phone rang just as she was about to go to bed.She picked up the phone and saw a message from Sherry, "Syl, what happened? Did that damned man have another affair?"Sylvia's lips twitched downward. "Where did you hear that from?""That sh*tty John sent me another email and said that Odell is having an affair with his secretary."Sylvia pursed
Madam Carter angrily blurted out, “It’s been days! When is Odell coming back?” Sylvia smiled and tried to calm her down. “Grandmother, he’s probably busy. Why don’t you get some rest first? I’ll call him later.” Madam Carter sighed. “I’m angry because he doesn’t know the importance of coming back home to you and the kids.” Sylvia maintained her smile. “I understand, but don’t worry about it.” After calming Madam Carter down, Sylvia wheeled her back into the room to rest. Isabel and Liam were obedient and smart enough to bring Flint upstairs before their mother even told them to. Sylvia called Odell, but the line rang continuously without any answer. Odell did not pick up her call at all. With a frown, she then said to Aunt Tonya, “Aunt Tonya, I’m going out and might come home late.” “Go ahead. I’ll take care of the kids.” Sylvia went to the kitchen to pack some food before going out. …Half an hour later, Sylvia arrived at Carter Tower. Most of the employees had
Odell frowned. Horrified, Shermaine immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, sir! I didn’t… I’m so sorry.” She bent over, intending to wipe his pants. Odell bolted up immediately, causing her to bump into his crotch. The office went quiet. “What are you two doing?” A cold voice broke the silent atmosphere in the office. Odell pushed Shermaine away and turned to the door. Shermaine staggered backward and then nervously looked at the door. Sylvia was at the door with the food container in her hand. Her hair was pulled back neatly, revealing her delicate and elegant facial features, but there was a brazen frostiness on her face. Her body froze. She had come to visit and bring him dinner, but she found him alone with his secretary in the office. Odell noticed the frostiness, and his eyes narrowed. Just when he was about to speak, Shermaine beat him to it. “Mrs. Carter! It’s not what you think! I was handing Master Carter the water and accidentally spilled it on him. I tried
Odell pursed his lips in silence. Anger rushed into Sylvia’s mind and broke her rationality. She asked, “Odell, did you just call me unreasonable because of her?” Odell’s lips remained pursed, but the veins started to pop on his forehead. Sylvia shouted, “Say something! Have you fallen for her?!” “Enough!” he shouted back. His powerful shout echoed throughout the entire office, as though a clap of thunder sounded right in front of them. The whole office plunged into silence. Shermaine was stunned and terrified as it was her first time seeing Odell this furious. Sylvia’s face turned pale, but that was soon replaced by boiling anger. Her eyes became watery, and she tossed the food container on the floor to express her vexation. She then spun around and left. The elevator had not moved since she came out, so she got in and went downstairs. Right after she came out of the elevator, she ran out of the building. Winter had arrived, and the weather was rather chilly. The mom
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