Both Heather and Sophia looked up in fear. Even Roman was taken aback by the suggestion. John then helped Caprice up and brought her out. Sherry walked with them. She was worried about Caprice’s back after the incident. “Caprice, how’s your back?” Caprice felt better now that she cleared her name. “I feel better now.” …Odell exchanged an eye with Sylvia before they brought Isabel away. Mr. and Mrs. Duwait went after them. There was no way the event could continue anymore after that happened but they had to somehow apologize or at least make amends. Mr. Duwait went to John and said, “Mr. Stockton, don’t worry about it. I’ll call the police right away. I’ll give you and Ms. Stockton a satisfying explanation.” Mrs. Duwait went over to Sylvia and Odell. “Mr. and Mrs. Carter, Ms. Ross, it’s our fault that you have to go through something like that at our estate. Please forgive our mistake.” They left the estate swiftly. The other guests no longer linger and started to
The car soon arrived at the entrance of the estate. The bodyguard in the passenger seat got out and opened the door for Liam. When Liam stepped out of the car, he saw a group of people exiting the estate. Mr. Duwait was in front of John and Sherry. He said with a flattering smile on his face, “Mr. Stockton, I’m really sorry about what happened today. I hope you’ll give me the chance to apologize to you, Mrs. Stockton, and Ms. Stockton personally another day.” John was still angry about what happened. He did not answer the man. Sherry said, “It’s not your fault, Mr. Duwait. As long as you can handle the situation properly, we won’t hold you responsible.” Mr. Duwait nodded repeatedly and gratefully. “Not a problem! Thank you very much! I have already contacted the police and I’ll update you about the follow-ups. Please don’t worry.” Mrs. Duwait was also apologizing to Odell and Sylvia. “Mr. and Mrs. Carter, I’m really sorry for what happened tonight. I’m sorry that Ms. Ross
Liam released Caprice and then looked at John and Sherry. “Uncle John, Aunt Sherry, sorry I’m late.” He should have been there with Caprice. John wore a stoic look and ignored Liam. He said to Caprice, “Caprice, come here.” Caprice hummed reluctantly. She remained in Liam’s arms and refused to return to her father. John’s expression turned grim. Sherry sighed and said, “Caprice, Uncle Odell and Aunt Sylvia are still here. Isabel is watching as well. Come back here.” Caprice then realized she was being watched. She took a step back and saw Odell smiling at her gently while both Sylvia and Isabel smirked. Embarrassed, Caprice immediately returned to her father and mother. John's grim expression finally relaxed a bit. Sherry then looked at Liam. “Liam, it’s not your fault. You don’t have to blame yourself.” Isabel then stepped up and said, “It’s my fault, Aunt Sherry. I asked Caprice to accompany me to the event.” Sherry smiled and said, “It’s not your fault either
The driver was taken aback. Liam instructed in a timely manner, “Uncle Ben, just follow the navigation system.” Uncle Ben was the driver that had worked for the Stocktons for several decades. Upon hearing Liam, he did not enact a response. Instead, he glanced at John through the rearview mirror. John seemed rather upset. "Where are you taking us?" Liam answered firmly, “To my place.” "What are we doing at your place?” “We’re going to get something to eat, then settle in for the night,” Liam said without changing his expression. John frowned disagreeably, "No—" “Ahem.” Sherry stepped in. Caprice jabbed at her father with her fingers as well and made a face at him. The message was clear: stop making things difficult for Liam, or else she was going to get angry! John took a deep breath and kept his complaints to himself. Liam turned to John and Sherry. "Uncle John, Aunt Sherry, just take a quick nap if you need to. It’s a smooth drive to my place from here
After exactly twenty minutes, the car swerved into the Carters’ Manor and stopped at one of the buildings. Caprice followed John and Sherry out of the car. After getting out of the car, she trotted over to Liam's side. Liam gave her a look. Soon, the trio of Sylvia, Odell, and Isabel showed up as well. They promptly stepped out of the car. Odell and Sylvia approached John and Sherry. "Dinner should be almost ready, so let's head in,” Odell informed John. John nodded with a grunt. Sylvia took Sherry’s hand and led them inside. Isabel crossed her arms across her chest and followed them into the house. Caprice took Liam's hand which was like a bear’s paw compared to hers. Liam held her hand which was tiny in contrast and walked into the house. After entering the living room, he let go of Caprice the moment he noticed John turning over to look at them. John darted a glance at them and held his silence. Meanwhile, the housemaids were setting the meal on t
John said with a glance at Caprice, “We’re not in a hurry. Why don’t you send Caprice to the bedroom first?” Sylvia smiled and obliged, “Sure.” She could tell that John’s true concern was that Liam would steal away Caprice when they were out of sight. Sherry smiled weakly, then she waved over at Caprice who was standing next to Liam. "Caprice, come with us.” Caprice cast a reluctant look at Liam before dragging her feet over to Sherry. Liam noticed where she was headed and followed after her. John cast a morose look at him. “Why are you following her?” "I'm walking her back to her room," Liam said without the most remote change of his expression. John took a breath and let it slide. As Caprice smiled and drew closer to Liam, Sylvia and Sherry shared a hearty chuckle at their interaction. … Caprice was going to stay over in the guest room on the second floor. The room was large, clean, and cozy, and it was adjacent to Liam’s bedroom. "Caprice, woul
She tucked her lips inward and suppressed the restless feeling boiling inside her. When she stared in front of her, she saw the shadow of Liam cast onto the quilt. After noticing that he was not moving at all, she asked nervously, “Liam, is everything okay?” Liam wore a tight grimace. While he was unzipping the dress for Caprice just now, he had to admit that he was feeling slightly bashful, but right now, the only emotion he felt was pure, unfiltered rage. There were several bruises and red, swollen spots scattered along Caprice’s smooth, delicate back. They were marks left behind by high heels, amongst many other things. What exactly happened to her at the dinner party?! "Liam?" Upon failing to draw a response from Liam, Caprice turned over to look at him. As soon as she turned around, the loose front of her dress slipped off her body. Liam grew wide-eyed with shock. Caprice noticed his expression and immediately looked down at her chest. She blushed instantly an
Liam coughed dryly. “Nothing." He approached the bed and gently ruffled her hair. “Sleep.” Upon realizing that he was about to leave, Caprice grabbed his wrist. She looked at him and pleaded softly, "Liam, I want to sleep with you tonight." Liam stuttered for a moment as he looked into her eyes. It was a sincere request. All Caprice wanted to do was to spend the night in his arms. "No," he refused firmly. Caprice wrinkled her nose, feeling wounded. Liam took a breath and spoke in a soft, patient voice, "Caprice, we can't sleep together just yet." "Then, when can we sleep together?" Caprice asked in a confused voice. They were already dating, so what was wrong with that? Liam pursed his lips. "Just wait until we get engaged." Since Caprice’s father had not agreed to their getting engaged, that meant he had not approved of their relationship yet. With that knowledge, he could not allow himself to lay a finger on Caprice. “Okay,” Caprice muttered weakly