At Sylvia’s residence. The barbecue ingredients that Sylvia spent hours preparing had to be put back into the icebox. Without Liam present, Isabel hardly had any appetite. It was only under Sylvia’s insistence that she took several bites. The child sat on her lap with her eyes drowned in pools of tears as she rambled on and on, “Mommy, do you think the stinky uncle will give brother a hard time?” Sylvia answered, “He probably won’t.” “But he’s so scary. I don’t think brother can stand up to him.” Sylvia smiled softly. “He treats your brother the same way your mommy treats you.” “But Mommy never gets angry at me and also won’t stop me from playing with brother.“ Sylvia felt a lump in her throat. “That’s because he doesn’t know you’re his daughter yet.” Isabel gasped. “Does this mean he will let us play together if he knows?” Sylvia fell silent. If Odell discovered the truth, the chances that he would take Isabel back to the Carters were high. That way, Isabel wou
Odell finally let go with a smug expression when he saw Sylvia becoming distressed. Meanwhile, Sylvia ground her teeth and swallowed her resentment. "What the hell are you doing sneaking around here?” Odell questioned her.Sylvia answered calmly, "I miss the boy and want to see him.” Odell snorted. “Well, isn’t that nice?” He then got up and instructed the bodyguards, “Take her to my car." Sylvia's face changed as she asked, "Odell, why are you taking me to your car? Are you going to do something to your dear ex-wife?" She said this with a sly, seductive wink. Looking at her delicate and fair face, one was reminded of just how charming she was. "You think too highly of yourself,” Odell replied stonily."Then, why are you bringing me to your car all tied up?” "I can do whatever I want." “So, are you saying that you’re trying to take advantage of me?" Sylvia said with a sigh as if she was deeply disappointed by how callous he was. Odell's face turned stormy. “Shu
At the Carters', when Odell entered, the family physician was attending to Liam. The boy’s complexion was sickly pale, and he seemed to have passed out in slumber. After not having eaten for an entire day, he seemed noticeably skinnier. Odell knitted his brows together tightly. Madam Carter was extremely distressed by the situation, and upon seeing Odell, she furiously accused him, “What was the point you were trying to prove to Liam in the first place? He’s only three years old. What if something were to happen to him?!” Odell looked at Liam who was lying motionlessly on the bed and clenched his lips together without a word. The old madam returned to the head of the bed to watch over Liam after she had tired herself out from shouting. After some time, the family physician breathed a sigh of relief and announced, “Madam, Master Carter, the young master's fever has subsided. He will be fine by the time he wakes up, but he is still very weak and needs to eat as soon as possib
They met each other’s eyes, and not a word was exchanged. After a brief moment, Sylvia came to her senses and immediately moved to shut the door. However, Odell scoffed and promptly raised his hand and pushed the door the other way to prevent it from closing. Thump! The door slammed viciously against the wall and produced a sharp thump. Sylvia went pale with horror. She retreated backward and shielded Isabel with her body. Odell glared at her, then turned his attention to Isabel who was hiding behind her. At the same time, Aunt Tonya stepped forward and shielded Isabel just like Sylvia did. Their nervous movements indicated that they were worried about Isabel being taken away. Odell merely snickered and stepped inside. As he stared at Isabel, a lot of things that occurred recently started to make a lot of sense in his head. Liam had always been withdrawn and preferred to be alone. He was never affectionate with anybody, not even himself and his great-grandmother. He
The two bodyguards were already approaching her. Aunt Tonya rushed forward while beckoning to Sylvia. “Sylvia, take Isabel and get out of here!” After that, she threw her weight into the two approaching bodyguards. Since they were more or less acquainted by now, the bodyguards were reluctant to use extreme force on Aunt Tonya, thus she successfully bought them some time. Sylvia immediately took Isabel and tried to go around them, heading for the exit. However, she had only taken two steps when she ran into Odell who was standing right by the exit. His large figure nearly cut off the entire path of retreat. Sylvia hesitated briefly, then she leaned into him with her elbow. Unfortunately, Odell stood his ground like a brick wall, completely unfazed despite Sylvia throwing her entire weight into him. Not only did she fail to shove him away, but she was also the one driven backward by him instead. Bang! Her back crashed into an adjacent wall. Odell held her down by pi
Half an hour later, at the Carters', a black car appeared and pulled up in front of the entrance. A bodyguard pushed the door open, revealing Odell who stepped out of the car with Isabel in his arms. The child’s eyes and nose were glowing red, and her cheeks were puffed up like a ball. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and turned to look away from Odell. She remained in that position the entire time, so all Odell saw was the back of her head. Odell only frowned wordlessly and carried her firmly in his arms as he strode past the entrance. Soon, they arrived at Liam's room. Liam was sitting on the bed holding his phone in an absent state of mind. When he saw Odell carrying Isabel in, his dull, lifeless eyes suddenly turned vibrant again.Madam Carter who was accompanying him was similarly stunned. “Isabel?” Odell put the little girl down. Immediately, Isabel raised her foot and proceeded to deliberately stomp on his shoe mercilessly. Odell hardly reacted at al
At Sylvia’s residence, after Isabel had been taken away, Sylvia had just been sitting in a chair and zoning out. She formulated countless plans to take Isabel back, but none of them were viable. It was not so much about her lack of strength, but Odell was just that much more powerful. Ever since his victory over his stepmother a few years ago, he had taken full control of the Carter Corporation and had since expanded its influence rapidly. In recent years, the corporation had surpassed all other competitors and cemented its place as the kingpin in Westchester City. He was as powerful as they came. It was clear that confronting him head-on would not work, but underhanded methods were not viable either. It was already past ten at night by the time she composed herself. Knowing her daughter’s temper, she figured Isabel was still awake by this time. Since Isabel did not get to bring her phone, Sylvia used hers to call Liam. The call was answered within several rings. Is
In Odell’s room, a glimmer of the morning sunlight invaded the room through the blinds. On the large light-gray bed was a man who seemed to be in a deep sleep until his eyebrows suddenly twitched. The next second, he suddenly raised his hand and snatched a soft, tiny hand from the air. He snapped his eyes open immediately and saw Isabel’s chubby face. It seemed like she was just as surprised to be caught. Her eyes that expanded into giant circles were proof enough. Odell lifted her onto the bed with one mighty tug. Isabel tried to pull her hand away and refused to let him touch her. Meanwhile, Odell tried not to distress her. He just held on to her arm and interrogated, “When did you get here, and why are you even here in the first place?” Isabel sat cross-legged beside him and glanced around like a guilty criminal before confessing, “I was just curious about what your room looked like, so I came in to sightsee.” She said it as if she was the master of the house or th
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