The door closed, hence returning the moderately spacious room to peace and quiet. The sky continued to drizzle outside the window. Caprice was sleeping soundly on the bed, her cheeks slightly blushing. John’s anxiety and annoyance calmed down when he saw the adorable girl sleeping. His eyes were glued to the girl for a while before he sighed. It seemed like he was dedicated to treating her better when he found her. Should conscience remain in the woman’s mind and know what was best for her, he could marry her once more and make her Caprice’s mother legitimately. With the thought in mind, the depression and annoyance that troubled him faded. He got up and wanted to have a bath before resting, but his phone rang. It was from Julie. Without wanting to startle Caprice, he put the phone beside his ear and whispered, “Julie?” Julie asked, “John, where have you been with Caprice in the past few days? Mother hasn’t seen Caprice for a while and she’s worried.” John answered
Queenie's eyes lit up. “He’s that awesome?!” “Indeed.” Even Julie showed a hint of admiration on her face. “Without this person, the Sagers would not have regained their former glory. Even Young Master Sager became his student. But the Sagers were afraid of their rivals scouting him, so his existence is kept a secret. Other than the Sagers themselves, almost no one has seen this person before.” Queenie asked out of curiosity, “Then, why is he coming to Glenchester with Young Master Sager?” “Glenchester is famous for its tourism industry. Both the tourism and entertainment industries are considered the best in the country. I believe the Sagers want to expand their reach in the entertainment industry as well, so they sent him and Young Master Sager here to learn from us. But I have a hunch that they want to work with John even more.” Julie then looked at John. John curled his lips. “You've analyzed it quite well.” Julie smiled at the praise she got from John. Queenie compli
John saw Julie beside him. She wore a slim violet dress coupled with a white linen shawl. Her wavy hair, which complimented her delicate makeup, was draped on her shoulders. The moment John landed his gaze on her, she was smiling gently at him. John’s heart skipped a beat. It was his first time seeing her dressed up this beautifully. She was much more eye-catching compared to her usual quiet demeanor, and she also had a stronger aura compared to what she wore during the previous event. She highly resembled a professional lady who held high authority in a company. A moment later, he smiled. “You look great today.” Julie smiled and said mischievously, “I’m attending the event with you, after all. I can’t just embarrass you in public.” John simply chuckled. Julie noticed his faint smile, and she, too, curled her lips even wider. The car drove off. John’s eyes were glued to the front with an expressionless face. Julie subtly sized him up. He wore a full black suit t
“Don’t worry. With me around, no matter how powerful that John Stockton is, he won’t dare to take advantage of you in front of me,” Carl said as he steadily steered the car. They were all people with status, so it was unlikely for John to do something heinous to her in public. Sherry frowned. “Who told you I’m afraid of him?” “Then, why the long face?” “I don't have a long face!” Carl sighed. “Fine. No long face. I was wrong.” Sherry ignored the frivolous man. Carl had another glance at her charming looks. “Sherry, we are going to reach the venue after a couple more turns. If you want to go back now, I can still turn around.” Sherry’s expression changed. She glared at him and said, “I don’t want to go back. Just drive and stop blabbering, or I’ll call your mother right away!” “Okay, okay. I’ll drive.” Sherry exhaled strongly and straightened her back. The annoyance on her charming face was replaced by confidence, followed by a frosty aura that would keep people aw
John shook his hand with a smile. Master Carrel then turned to Julie and was surprised to see her. He smiled and said, “It’s rare to see you here, Second Mrs. Carter.” The crown finally knew who Julie was, but they started to size up John and Julie with a complex gaze. A handsome man with a strong presence coupled with a beautiful and elegant lady—one a bachelor, one a widow. They somehow spent quite a lot of time together, and it was difficult for people to not view them as a couple. Julie smiled. “Master Carrel, thank you for having me. You may just call me Julie.” “Right, right.” Master Carrel then subtly moved his gaze back to John. It was the first time John was attending an event with a female partner, and this time, he came with his sister-in-law. Master Carrel sized John up subtly, attempting to find out what he thought of Julie, but he noticed the man was looking into the crowd, seemingly trying to find someone. He asked, “Master Stockton, looking for someone?”
Everyone glued their eyes on the woman’s back, waiting for her to turn around for a better look. Everything went quiet for a few more seconds. The woman took two steps forward following Carl’s movements and then turned around to the crowd. Her charming looks and delicate facial features immediately came under the spotlight. Suddenly, it got so quiet that one could even hear a needle dropping on the ground. Many were astonished by her breathtaking looks. There were also some who widened their eyes in shock, including Matthew, Janine, and Jake who intentionally avoided John from the moment he arrived. Julie was also stunned. The man beside her who stood firm suddenly petrified. His smile froze as if the freezing wind stopped his movements. Things went quieter than before. “What’s with the silence?” Carl chuckled. He then looked at Sherry affectionately and tapped her head. “Sister Sherry, I think they are stunned by your beauty.” Sherry looked askance at him. Carl g
“Master Stockton, this is Ms. Fowler.” Assuming that they did not know each other, Master Carrel introduced the two of them. He turned to Sherry and said, “Ms. Fowler, this is Master Stockton of Glenchester.” “Oh, I know her. Sherry Fowler,” John said. Things went awkwardly quiet again. Master Carrel looked at him with surprise, together with the crowd and also Julie. Under people’s curious and nervous gazes, John looked at Sherry and continued, “We’re old acquaintances.” Sherry was left speechless for a moment, but she maintained her professional smile. “Master Stockton is right. We know each other, but we’re not that close.” “Huh…” John scoffed. Sherry looked away and averted his gaze. Then, Carl’s bewitching face entered her sight with a smile. “Sister Sherry, I didn’t know you and Master Stockton are acquaintances. Why didn’t you tell me about it?” Sherry pursed her lips. The frivolous guy must have already run multiple background checks regarding her and John
Julie tightened the shawl around her shoulder and cautiously looked at John. “John, are you okay?” John stared at Sherry and Carl, who had disappeared into the hall, and curled his lips into a wry grin. “I’m fine. Let’s go in.” The hall was a lot warmer. Sherry returned Carl his jacket and thanked him. “Thanks.” Carl put his jacket back on and winked at her. “You’re welcome.” Sherry quickly grabbed a glass of wine and started sipping; Carl did the same. Soon, someone came to greet them. Carl was great at handling people. He used the least words to send them on their way because those who came to mingle were trying to win his favors. Sherry was an entirely different case. People came to greet her because they wanted to know her and even tried to ask her how she helped the Sagers overcome the crisis. Due to privacy concerns, she did not reveal much but did not turn them away directly either. She simply picked the trivial matters to emphasize and then shifted the topic
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