Odell grabbed his shirt that was hanging at the edge of the bed and put it on before he got out of bed.Sylvia also got out of bed and tried to pick her clothes up off the floor. However, there was not a single intact piece of garment that she could find, even the pants that she had worn last night had a hole in it. While Odell was out of the room, she quickly snuck off to the closet next door to search for some wearable clothes. Fortunately, the closet still contained some of her old clothes. She simply grabbed some of the thicker ones and put them on. After she had properly dressed herself and wanted to go out, she turned around to see Odell watching her from the entrance. His arms were crossed in front of him as his towering figure leaned against the wall. His eyes were slightly curved as a vague smile appeared on his face. Sylvia blushed. She asked in an annoyed tone, “I thought you went out?” “I’m waiting for you.” Sylvia blinked blankly several times. “What for
Odell opened the gate. “Odell!” Tara ran in with teary eyes. She tried to throw herself into his embrace but he stopped her by catching hold of her shoulders. He asked, “What are you doing here?” Feeling aggrieved, Tara said, “I called you but you didn’t pick up. I got so worried that I came searching for you.” Odell pursed his lips. Tara then looked at Sylvia in shock. She asked, “Odell, what are you doing here with her?” Before Odell could say a word, Sylvia scoffed and said, “We came here to spend the night together.” Tara’s eyes widened and tears began to roll down her cheeks uncontrollably. “You… spent the night together?” She turned to Odell, looking hurt and disbelieving. Odell glared at Sylvia to signal her to shut up, but she refused to comply. Earlier, she had felt embarrassed and insulted, but now that Sylvia had learned what had happened, she decided to use the situation to her advantage. After all, she was the one who had been set up and she was cle
B*stard! Just a while ago he had called her his woman but now in front of Tara, he had simply chased her off. Sylvia strode out of the mansion and headed onto the street. She wanted to go home and wash the filth away from her body. After she got into a taxi, she pulled her phone out and called her kids as well as Aunt Tonya. She told them something unexpected had happened that had prevented her from meeting them last night. After reassuring her kids and Aunt Tonya, Sylvia saw the missed calls from Edmund and she called him back. The call got through quickly. “Something happened last night and I switched off my phone. Is there anything urgent?” “Nothing. I just wanted to have a chat with you.” Edmund sounded normal but his voice was a little duller than usual. It seemed as if the man had been up all night. Sylvia was not overly concerned. She said, “Did you want me to look at some paintings?” “I supposed so. What are you doing now?” he asked. “I’m on my way hom
After a long silence, he removed Tara from his embrace. Looking at her puffy red eyes, Odell frowned. “Tara, tell me what it is that you want?” Tara was taken aback. Her teary eyes were uncomprehending as she looked at him and said, “Odell, what do you mean?” “I failed you, so I will do whatever is necessary to compensate you.” Tara wanted to bury herself in his embrace again but he stopped her. Instead, she held onto his arm and continued to sob. “Odell, I don’t want anything but you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. You said that you would protect me for as long as you were alive.” Odell’s face fell. Of course he remembered what he had said, but he had never expected to fall for a woman like Sylvia either.After a long while later, he said, “Tara, I’ll continue to protect you and make sure nothing changes in your life. I will make you the most famous artist but I don’t think I can continue to be your boyfriend.” Tara burst into tears. “I don’t want that!
Immediately after saying that, he ended the call.Calling him a crazy person twice, Sylvia was left sitting down in a dumbfounded daze. She had never thought of marrying him again. Not when they had got a divorce in the past and definitely not now. To her surprise, it had been his suggestion to reignite their marriage! It was truly a miracle.…An hour later at Carter Tower, after the board meeting had ended, Odell immediately stormed out of the meeting room. Cliff caught up to him and reported, “Sir, we just got confirmation that Edmund has just left Ms. Ross’ house.” With a scornful look on his face, Odell grunted. “Arrange for more men to keep an eye out for him. The moment he goes near Sylvia, report it to me at once.” “Yes, sir.” Cliff nodded and went to carry out the order. Odell returned to his office. He had a glance at the watch on his wrist. It has been an hour since he had called Sylvia. She should be in the middle of preparing the documents for the regist
Just as she stormed out of the lounge, Sylvia ran into Cliff. Cliff noticed the anger on her face and he asked, “Ms. Ross, what’s wrong?” Sylvia gave him the cold shoulder and stormed out of the building. Cliff went after her immediately. “Ms. Ross, Master Carter should be coming back soon, please wait for a little longer.” “He’s with Tara. He won’t be coming back today.” Cliff was shocked. He had not expected his boss to be with Tara at this hour. Sylvia strode past him and left. As soon as she stepped out of the building, a chilly breeze blew onto her face and refreshed her. She had been waiting for four hours and it had all been for nothing. It was a good thing that she had not brought the documents, or she would have looked like an idiot. However, on second thought, it was only normal. It had only been a one-night stand. How could Odell give up on his perfect girlfriend over his vile and repulsive ex-wife? ‘Sylvia, oh Sylvia, you’re still as naive as always.
It was a text from Sylvia. “Odell, I’m already at home. Stop calling me. I know it’s due to pure impulsiveness that you want to marry me again but I do not wish for that. I have no more feelings for you. What happened last night was merely an accident. I’ll just pretend that it was just a bad day and I was bitten by a dog. You should also forget about it. “We both have our separate lives to live and it would be better for us to maintain our distance. May you grow old with Tara.” After going through the message, a layer of frost seemed to have come upon Odell’s face. She said that she did not want to marry him again and had no feelings for him anymore. She said it had just been an accident and had even referred to him as a dog. That was all Odell had gotten from the message. He put his phone away and stepped on the acceleration pedal. …Night had fallen. Back at Sylvia’s place, after Aunt Tonya had prepared dinner, she called Sylvia down to eat. Sylvia went down and s
Odell reacted grimly. “Odell, calm down and think about it for a second. You love Tara and you should be with her. You shouldn’t think about marrying me again,” Sylvia said. She then added in a small voice, “Sailing on two boats is wrong.” She refused to marry him again or become the third wheel in their relationship. Odell stared at her deeply. After a long moment of silence, he said, “Tara is important to me but I’ve already made it clear to her. I will take care of her but not in a romantic way.” Sylvia was shocked. “You broke up with her?” He pursed his lips and wore a vague smile. “Sailing on two boats is wrong.” Sylvia scoffed awkwardly. She said, “But you spent the whole afternoon with her.” He had to be lying. If he no longer loved Tara, why would he show that much patience with her? Odell answered, “She overdosed on sleeping pills. If I had not gone over, it might not have ended well for her.” Sylvia clicked her tongue scornfully. “As expected of her, ruthl
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