Carl turned to Sherry with a smile. “President William here says that he’s your uncle. Why didn’t you tell me that your uncle would be here? I’d have prepared something nice for him.” Matthew seemed very flattered by this and stated courteously, “You’re too kind, Young Master Sager.” Sherry did not even spare Matthew a look as she turned to Carl. “I’m an orphan. I don’t have parents nor do I have any uncles.” Matthew turned stoic. Carl shot a look at Matthew and seemed exasperated. “Then who is this?” Sherry remarked contemptuously, “I have no idea, he’s probably making things up.” She grabbed a glass of wine and promptly walked away. Carl quickly followed after her. There were a few men who joined in the circle midway through the conversation. When they saw how Carl and Sherry walked away without even bothering to excuse themselves, they turned to Matthew with a disgusted look on their faces, belittling him with their expressions. “I can’t believe it, we’
"It's nothing." John wiped away the gloom in his eyes and instructed, “You can head back by yourself after things wrap up here.” "What about you, aren't you going home?" "I have some other things to deal with, I'll be home later." "All right." … The event was concluded shortly after with no hiccups. After Mr. Carrel addressed the gathering and gave a brief summary, he formally announced the end of the event. Several people went up to him to bid farewell, and they also went up to John. Sherry and Carl were similarly treated with the same amount of respect as groups of people went up to them to say goodbye. After the round of pleasantries, groups of people flocked out of the venue one after another. Since the Sagers were on good terms with Mr. Carrel, Sherry and Carl made sure to go up to Mr. Carrel themselves to say goodbye before leaving. As it turned out, it was exceptionally ill timing since when they approached Mr. Carrel, they noticed John and Julie
The elevator climbed upstairs and stopped on the eighth floor. Sherry had brought the hotel card with her. She walked down the corridor to the room where she once stayed in. She pressed the card against the sensor plate mounted on the door. With a swift "beep", the door was opened. There was no light and the air inside was rather stuffy. Despite that, there was an eerie chill. Sherry entered and tried to put the card inside the slot on the wall to activate the lights. Out of nowhere, a large hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed her wrist. Sherry jolted and instinctively screamed, “Ah-” Immediately after that, she was pulled into someone’s arms, a familiar smell rushed over her. Her eyes widened with shock. Before she could process what was happening, the pair of gold-rimmed glasses were snatched away, then came a familiar face that seemed to glow even within the darkness. Her lips were sealed with a kiss. Ugh. She struggled desperately
Just like that, John’s usual gentlemanly charms returned to him. He looked at Sherry and smiled gently. "Come over here, I promise that I’ll be nice.” Sherry frowned and remained in place. She was very skeptical of his claims. John looked at her without a word, then he took two steps backward. Sherry eased a little at last, she prepared to get out of bed. John rested his hands by his side and eyed her pretty face and figure hungrily. This was not a good place for them to talk, he thought, he should take her somewhere nicer. Ding! That was when the phone went off. It was tucked inside a large coat hung on a rack next to the bed. It was Sherry’s coat. She quickly pried the coat away and grabbed the phone as she darted a cautious and guarded look at John in the middle of all this. It was Carl calling, sounding slightly upset on the phone. “Hey, Sherry. Didn’t you just head up there to get something? What’s taking so long?” Sherry quickly answered, “O
Inside a car headed toward an affluent part of Glanchester. Janine and Matthew were seated together in the back row. Jake was in the passenger seat up front. He kept turning his head around and angrily voicing his complaint about how Sherry barely acknowledged him in front of Carl. "You wouldn’t believe how arrogant she was! How dare she think that she can humiliate us like that?!” The more Jake thought about it, the angrier he became as he roared angrily. "You two really shouldn't have taken her back all those years ago, she's an ungrateful scum! She’ll never learn!” Matthew reacted dully, his eyes closed the entire time. Janine remarked with a scornful scoff, "If I had known that she’d be so ungrateful, I’d never have rescued her from the countryside!” As if her getting Shannon thrown into jail was not bad enough, she now dared to separate herself from them entirely! Janine was incensed! Jake roared. "If it was me, I’d have slapped her right across the face
She was vulgar and unfashionable, just like her mother. She took special care to not let her disgust show on her face and wore a gentle, polite smile. She greeted them in a friendly voice, “Mom, Queenie, Little Caprice, I’m home.” Caprice was too focused on her toy excavator and ignored her. Queenie greeted her rather dully, “Hey, you’re home.” Then she immediately turned her attention back to Caprice. Madam Stockton looked behind Julie and asked, “It’s just you, where’s John?” Julie walked up to her and informed her, “He said that he has some other things to deal with, he probably won’t be home so soon.” Madam Stockton nodded and uttered a short “oh”, then she had nothing further to add. She thought that it would be ideal that John took his time. That way, she would have more time to play with Caprice. She went back to playing with Caprice. “There’s one more thing." Julie glanced at Caprice and whispered, "I saw Miss Fowler.” Madam Stockton's expres
After returning to the Elysian Hotel with Carl, Sherry went back to her room. She made sure to lock the door behind her as she entered. After that, she unpacked the luggage she brought with her. She took a long-awaited shower before collapsing onto the bed in a set of pajamas. She turned off the lights and the room immediately descended into darkness. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Yet, she did not feel sleepy. Whenever she closed her eyes, the scene of John pressing her against the wall and forcing a kiss on her would replay in her mind as if it had only happened seconds ago. Her cheeks were burning with heat. She was incensed at the mere thought of it. Did that awful man suddenly take an interest in her again after seeing her recent accomplishments? After tossing and turning in bed for a while without even a hint of sleep, she sat up irritably and reached for her phone. As soon as the display lit up, she was greeted by Caprice's adorable appea
At that moment, the car happened to pull into a commercial street lined with clothing stores.A shop retailing provocative women’s clothing stood out.Sherry’s eyes flickered. “Brandon, stop the car.”Brandon immediately pulled over.Sherry pushed open the door and got out.Tristan hurriedly followed her and asked curiously, “Ms. Sherry, do you want to buy some clothes?”Sherry’s lips curled up. “Yeah.”...The morning passed by.At lunchtime, John put down his work, took Caprice out for a delicious children’s meal, and returned to the office.The girl was sleepy after eating, so he carried her into the lounge inside and let her sleep on the bed.He came out after she fell asleep since he was not sleepy yet.Sitting on the couch, he drank the tea his secretary poured, picking up his phone with one hand and casually scrolling through it. He had a habit of checking his friends' social media.He had not looked at his phone since the morning, so there were quite a few new post
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