When Roland entered the office, Secretary Yamen and the security guard were shocked. Even Decker was surprised by Roland’s arrival, but he was able to squeeze a smile on his face. He asked, “Roland, at least knock before you come in.” Roland ignored him and turned his attention to Carla. He said, “Let her go.” He sounded cold and succinct. His deep voice naturally sounded dignified. Decker squinted. He scoffed and said, “Roland, are you ordering me?” Roland looked at him with the same expression. “You can choose to ignore me but Ms. Houston will be here in five minutes.” Decker looked disheartened. His gaze became gloomy. “Roland, you think that I don’t dare to touch you?” Roland ignored him and stared at him with his calm and clear eyes. Even though Decker’s gloomy gaze was terrifying and if his gaze could kill, he would always be dead. He was unfazed. The room went silent for a moment. Decker then said, “Release her.” The security guard released Carla. Carla g
Judging from the tone, Isabel knew it was Roland. The displeasure on her face faded. She quickly tapped on the screen of the phone and replied, “Who are you?” “Roland.” Isabel curled her lips before she put her phone away. …At the same time, a white car drove into the parking lot of the Rockwells’ building. Clarice came down from the car, her heels clacked as she elegantly entered the building. When the security guards and receptionists saw her, they greeted her respectfully, “Ms. Houston.” Clarice walked past them, headed to the elevator, and went up to Decker’s office. She went inside without even knocking. Inside the spacious office, Decker was alone at his desk, reading through documents. When he saw her, he looked baffled. He got on his feet and asked, “Clarice? What are you doing here?” Clarice looked around the office but found nothing unusual. She quickly smiled and said, “Decker, I missed you. That’s why I came to see you.” She walked to him. Decker
“I guess so.” Being the eldest daughter of the Houstons, if Clarice left, Decker would lose the support and resources from the Houstons. With that, Clarice said coldly, “Roland is a wicked man.” Decker said softly, “It’s okay. Just treat it as spam, forget about it. Go home and have a good rest. I’ll never let Roland get his way.” Clarice hummed a reply. She looked at him strongly and said, “Decker, I’ll always be by your side. If you run into any problems, just go to my father.” Decker smiled. “I know. Go back and rest, don’t worry about me.” Clarice hugged him again before she left. After she left the office, Decker’s expression turned cold. He returned to his desk and called the person that he arranged to watch Roland. As soon as the call got through, he asked coldly, “Had Roland done anything in the past two days?” …Meanwhile at Coastal Hotel, the street lamps on both sides of the street lit up in gold as night arrived. The sea breeze entered the opened window
He did not want to expose her but he could not hold back his laughter either. Isabel was speechless. She was so embarrassed that she could not say a word. Then, she tossed her phone to the side, her hands akimbo. She grumbled, “Yeah! I was waiting for you! Happy now?” She looked as red as a tomato, her eyes alluring. Although grumpy, she looked lively and adorable. Roland’s eyes fluttered. He hugged her into his arms and kissed her lips. The lips locked and entangled for quite a while. Isabel wanted to push him away at first but she was not strong enough. Not only was he dominating, but he was also gentle with his movements. He robbed her of her strength and stamina to fight him. As her body grew weak and her consciousness started to fade, he released her lips. Isabel’s cheeks blushed. Her eyes were covered with a layer of tears. She felt lost. Then, she looked at her surroundings and realized she was already in the room. More precisely, she was pinned to the wall
Isabel was curious about how he was doing in the company. She asked, “Roland, can you tell me what happened after you came back here?” Roland hugged her into his arms and said, “Two months ago, when I first came back…” He told Isabel a few things that happened. When he first came back, Decker told him to leave, but he stayed. He worked hard and secured a big deal that Decker had been working on for years and it made the shareholders look at him differently. The shareholders were once friends with his late grandmother and father, so based on his recently outstanding performance, they took his side. Then, his grandfather got to him and made him go back to Rockwells’ old mansion. His grandfather tried to persuade him to leave the company but he refused. He continued working hard and secured a few more deals, which strengthened his position in the company. He made it sound easy but only he knew how difficult it had been. Besides, Decker never stopped targeting him from th
When the men approached, Roland bolted up. His towering figure coupled with his frosty look made him look intimidating. It felt like one more step closer and he could physically hurt them. The men saw the look on his face and were deterred. They were all executives of the company, which made them Decker’s subordinates. Although they did not respect Roland, who was not favored by Young Master Rockwell, they witnessed how ruthless he was in the past two months. It would be a bad idea to try to provoke Roland. However, simply leaving would make them look like cowards. They exchanged a quick look and the leading man, a man with a bloated stomach, said with a smile, “Master Rockwell, what are you doing? We’re just curious what your girlfriend looks like, that’s it.” “Yeah. We won’t do anything to your girlfriend.” Roland glared at all of them. They instinctively avoided his gaze. Roland said, “You people have one minute to disappear from my sight.” The men’s expressi
“Sure.” Roland smiled. "I'll tell you more about it when we get back." “Alright.” After they finished their meal, she went to the hotel with him. After they took a shower, they huddled in bed together. Isabel leaned over Roland’s shoulder, using it as a pillow, then she threw her leg over him as well to make herself comfortable. With that, she prompted him, “You can start now.” Roland gently stroked her hair and began, "Rockwell Corporation is going to face a crisis very soon. I plan to take advantage of that window and take over.” An upcoming crisis? Isabel was taken aback by this and asked, "How do you know that there will be an upcoming crisis?" Was he the one setting it up? Roland remarked with a wry smile, “No, I have nothing to do with it. It’s a consequence of some the malpractices conducted by their internal management over the past few years." "Oh." Isabel continued probing, “How do you plan to make your move?” Roland suddenly grew silent, and
Isabel was taken aback. A gift from the jewelry house? Such generosity was unheard of. It was a ludicrously expensive piece! She did not conceal her surprise at hearing this. “Are you close with them?” Roland treated it as if it was something mundane. “Yeah.” Isabel heaved a long sigh and sent a cute sticker of a figure giving a giant thumbs-up. They had gifted Roland a diamond necklace worth two hundred million dollars. It was certainly a gesture that said a lot about his status. Ding! Roland sent her another text. “Do you like it?” She smiled at the display of her phone and replied, “I love it, thank you.” She loved everything that he gifted her. “I have to get back to work. See you tonight.” “Alright.” With that, she put away her phone, then she carefully handled the necklace and took another good look at it. She inspected it from every angle, it looked fantastic no matter which angle she observed it from. She strapped the necklace around