Heather got to Liam and used him to threaten her father to cancel the contract with Rockon Technology but she got scolded by her father because of it. Until now, her father had not forgiven her. Now that the idiot appeared right in front of her crosshair, it would be a great opportunity for her to vent her grievance. With that in mind, Heather narrowed her eyes, and smiled elegantly before she headed into the hall. …The hall was filled with guests. Brand ambassadors were promoting jewelries that they endorsed. Caprice did not want to be drowned by the crowd, so she and Trey grabbed their glasses and headed over to the display cases to view the jewelries. Each jewelry was designed uniquely and was nothing short of extravagant. However, they did not win Caprice’s heart because she had seen better designs back home. “Caprice, long time no see.” Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind. Caprice turned around and saw Heather smiling at her. She could not return
Caprice clicked her tongue. She turned around to Trey and said, “Let’s go, Trey.” Trey had a glance at Heather’s bitter look and smirked. He chuckled and said, “Let’s go.” Caprice and Trey left, not sparing another glance at Heather. Even though neither Caprice nor Trey mocked her verbally, Heather almost lashed out at the two of them when she heard Caprice’s click of the tongue. How bold of the idiot to click her tongue at her? How would the idiot know about her calling her father at Emerald V that day? Who told her? Heather’s eyes flickered, and her expression remained grim and bitter for quite a while. As she was trying to adjust her emotions, a commotion happened at the entrance of the hall. The young lasses and wealthy ladies, who were infatuated with the popular male celebrities, were instantly captured by the commotion outside and started to make their way outside. Someone asked, “Who’s that guy? I’ve never seen him before.” The staff answered, “He’s not a
The diamond ear studs were designed to resemble a sunflower. Each petal was delicately crafted. Caprice’s eyes gleamed brightly. “Caprice, you like this?” Trey asked. He was beside her the whole time and it caught his attention when Caprice stopped to look at the ear studs. The staff beside the display case smiled and explained to Caprice, “Madam, this pair of ear studs are designed by our chief designer, Master Sese, and there’s only one pair in the whole world. It’s also one of our main highlights for the night.” Caprice glanced at the price tag under the ear studs. One hundred eighty million, as expected of the highlight of the night. Caprice then looked at Trey. The man was smiling at her and the expression on his face spelled generosity as if he would buy it for her if she would just ask. The simple man must have not seen the price tag on the ear studs. Trey came from a decent background but was not filthy rich to the point that he could simply spend a hundred
While Caprice was surrounded by Heather and her friends who were trying to embarrass her, a cold and deep voice sounded behind them. “Pack it.” Caprice looked beyond Heather, and Heather and her friends turned around. Liam, in his handsome suit, stood before them with the spotlight highlighting his figure. His deep gaze looked captivating. Caprice was surprised. Heather’s eyes flickered as she immediately stepped aside. Her friends followed her to the side as well. They wanted to look at Liam but were not bold enough to look him in the eye. The staff beside the display case came up to Liam and asked, “Master Carter, are you referring to the sunflower ear studs?” Liam looked at Caprice and hummed a reply. He then pulled a black card out of his pocket and gave it to the staff. Confused, Caprice furrowed her brows. Why would Liam buy the sunflower ear studs? A present for Heather? Caprice looked at Heather. Heather looked at Liam with eyes full of anticipation. How
Caprice then looked at Heather, Heather at Caprice. When the two of them locked eyes, Heather reacted like she saw her arch nemesis. She glared at Caprice fiercely before walking away with her friends, seemingly going after Liam. Caprice frowned. She had no idea what happened. Had Liam gotten into an argument with Heather? If so, how was she involved? Why did Liam buy her the ear studs? Caprice looked at the bag hanging on her wrist. The jewelry box inside the bag had a pair of sunflower ear studs. Her eyes flickered in confusion before she shrugged nonchalantly. Argument or not, she was the bigger winner. Then, Trey walked up to her and asked, “Caprice, are they really dating?” Caprice pondered for a moment before a thought flashed in her mind. Were Liam and Heather never together? If they were not dating, then why would Heather always give her trouble and exert dominance? Two years ago, Liam was still okay with Caprice being clingy but when she grew up int
Liam’s hand froze in the air with the glass of wine. A momentary silence later, he grinned gently and pleasantly. The girl liked the present he gave her, so it must mean she liked him. So why did she reject the engagement? The thought disheartened him once more. …After Caprice put on the sunflower ear studs, she took the pocket mirror out from her purse for a look. It was beautiful. She looked into the mirror, smirking smugly before she cautiously looked around. No one paid attention to her, so Heather would not know that she secretly swapped her own studs for the sunflower ear studs that Liam bought her. Even though she did not want to admit it openly, she really liked the sunflower design. Even more so when Liam bought it for her. Caprice continued to smirk as she covered her ears with her hair before she put her own studs into the bag and went back to the hall. For some reason, after the little encounter with Liam, Trey lost his mood and wanted to leave. Capr
It was Heather who pushed her. Although she disliked trouble or causing a scene, she could not just step away when someone tried to hurt her. A crowd gathered outside the fountains, trying to have a look at what happened. Caprice turned away and wanted to get out to a less crowded place, but she spotted Liam there. He stood in front of the crowd, gazing at her. The spotlight blinded her. She could only recognize him but was unable to see the expression on his face. She also did not know if he was looking at her or Heather. She was wretched. She would rather not be seen by him. She put her hands down and stopped trying to swim out of the fountain. She wanted to sink into the water to avoid embarrassment while trying to sneak away in another direction. However, before her head could sink below the water, she heard Liam bellowing at her, “Caprice, swim up now!” “Mhmhh?” Was he calling her name? Caprice pouted and filled her mouth with air to remain floating. Heather,
Caprice was slightly stunned. Liam got up and dragged her up in the process. He then carried Caprice across the bridge and exited the event hall; they walked past Heather who had just gotten out of the water. Heather was drenched, sitting on the ground in a wretched state. Caprice could see her ferocious gaze but the man ignored her existence completely. He did not even spare a glance at her and did not even pause when he walked past her. Caprice was dumbfounded. Heather was his girlfriend. However, not only did he not save Heather from the water, but he carried Caprice away in front of her and did not even spare a glance at her as if she was some stranger. Dong! Something hit Caprice’s head and brought her back to her senses. As she regained her senses, she realized Liam had brought her into his car. He was beside her, looking at her with his deep and abyssal gaze. Caprice was slightly surprised. She instinctively wanted to move away but his hand wrapped around
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