Sylvia arrived at the event venue just on time and it was already crowded with people. She greeted the other lecturers she saw on the way as she went inside. Christopher found her soon enough and waved at her. “Sylvia, come on! We’re preparing to bake our New Year's cake! They are all waiting for you!” Sylvia went over with a smile. The cakes were already baked, so all that was left was the decoration. There were colorful creams, icing, chocolate-made figures, and all kinds of intricate decorations for everyone to decorate their own cake. Almost everyone participated in the cake-decorating event. It was even livelier than the Springsteen family’s event last night. The liveliness spread swiftly and Sylvia soon found herself decorating the cake with several other lecturers. One of the lecturers asked, “Ms. Ross, I heard you and Mr. Carter danced at the Springsteen family’s ball last night.” Her words directed almost all the attention toward Sylvia. Sylvia’s gaze shi
Sylvia froze. Thomas stroked and wiped the tip of her nose and then smiled at her. “There’s icing on your nose.” He smiled softly, as though he was a flower that bloomed in the spring after the snow melted away. He looked a lot warmer than his usual frosty self. Sylvia had a difficult time smiling or appreciating his kind gesture. Thomas noticed her blank reaction, so he asked, “What’s wrong?” “N-Nothing. Let’s go back, our cake is waiting,” she stammered and nervously walked away, trying to draw distance from him. Thomas felt slightly disheartened, but he followed her nevertheless. However, when he was at the table, he saw Sylvia got herself sandwiched between two female lecturers. He paused for a moment and sat down opposite her. The group soon gathered around the table. A piece of cake, taken randomly from everyone’s masterpiece, was served together with boxes of fruit juices. Christopher said with a smile, “Before we dig into our masterpiece, let’s have a to
He curled his lips and eyes and continued with a warm smile, “You’re only ruining it for me when you avoid me.” His words were like explosives that went off in Sylvia’s head. It blasted all the messy thoughts away and widened her eyes in shock. What did he mean by that? Thomas noticed the blank look on her face. He pinched her nose and said, “Stop staring into the air. Aren’t you going home?” His touch felt like a sting from a bee and it startled her, causing her to stagger a few steps to the side. It was at that moment that she saw Odell standing further behind Thomas. The man was wearing a navy blue coat. The frosty expression on his face was as cold as the weather. Isabel was in his left arm and Liam was on his right, holding his hand. The brother and sister were also staring at her and Thomas. Sylvia froze. “Odell? Why did you bring Isabel and Liam here?” Thomas heard her and turned around too. Odell stood there and glared at her and Thomas for a few seconds b
At the side door of the hall, the chilly wind whirred in the air. “It’s been a long time, Brother.” It was Thomas who spoke first after the long silent confrontation. Odell shot a deep gaze at him and asked, “Why are you teaching here at the academy?” “For a particular someone.” Odell’s frosty expression turned grim. He uttered each word with a hint of coldness, “She’s your sister-in-law.” Thomas’ calm and frosty look remained as he said, “As far as I know, you divorced her already.” “Even if we were already divorced, she could only be mine! She’s not someone you can extend your filthy fantasy to.” Thomas grinned in silence. Odell also pursed his lips in silence. As he regained his composure from his sudden anger, he said to Thomas, “I’d stop whatever thoughts I have for her if I were you. I’ll spare you this time but if I find out you’re trying to do anything to her, you’ll suffer the consequences.” Thomas did not answer. His calm and frosty look remained on his fa
Odell curled his lips and hummed a reply. “Okay. Liam and I will leave you be.” The mature little girl then followed her brother upstairs to the room. Aunt Tonya cleaned the table and took the plates into the kitchen. The living room became quiet, and so was the atmosphere. Sylvia got up and took a few steps back to draw distance from him. She then asked coldly, “Odell, what is it?” Odell remained seated on the chair as he stared at her. “Come closer and I’ll tell you.” “I can hear you just fine. Speak and leave.” He pursed his lips and stared at her silently. Some time passed but he showed no intentions of speaking. Sylvia took a deep breath and said, “What is it that you want to say?” He grinned. “Come closer.” Sylvia just wanted him out of the house, so she begrudgingly stepped forward. Before she knew it, his long arm grabbed her and hugged her around the waist. She fell onto his lap before she could even scream. She pushed him away but his other han
Sylvia glared at him with a flush. Odell grinned. “This is the punishment for letting him touch your nose.” Sylvia widened her eyes at him. Odell then released her hands and waist with a mischievous smile. Sylvia bolted up and took a few steps back from him. Her eyes remained glaring at him as she said, “Odell, I can agree to whatever request you come up with today but please follow the terms we agreed on the divorce papers. Don’t break your promise.” Odell got up. Seemingly in a good mood, he shot an amused gaze at her and said, “As long as you listen to me, I’ll keep my promise.” The man strode toward the exit. Sylvia cursed the man in her heart until he completely left her sight. She took a deep breath to calm down and then went upstairs to Isabel and Liam’s room. The two little ones stared at her with their puffy faces. Isabel curiously asked, “Mommy, why are you up already? You finished talking to the baddie?” Based on all the TV that she had been watching, t
“Shouldn’t Sebastian and the others be at Carter residence? Are they here because they miss the kids?” While Sylvia was baffled by the surprise visit, a black MPV drove over from next door and stopped in front of her gate. She knew at first glance it was Odell’s personal car. Isabel also recognized it. She moved her short legs and ran to the gate before she shouted, “Baddie! Are you going to work?!” The door opened and Odell’s towering figure emerged from within. He carried the little girl into his arms and said, “Yeah, I’m going now.” Isabel pouted. “You don’t want to eat breakfast?” “I had breakfast.” “Oooh, okay.” The girl protruded her lips, seemingly unwilling to part with her father. Odell patted her head. “Go play. I’ll come back and have dinner with you guys.” He then put the girl down. Then, the man looked up to the second floor, where Sylvia’s room was. Their gaze met mid-air and Sylvia immediately turned around to avoid it. Odell grinned. He shot a
The house looked almost the same as hers. The interior and the decoration followed a minimalistic yet luxurious design style. It did not seem like it had just finished renovation. ‘Did he buy the house fully furnished?’ Madam Carter’s room was located on the first floor, where it faced the east. When Sylvia walked into the room, Liam was beside the bed and Isabel was on the bed, blabbering next to Madam Carter’s ears. “Great-grandma, Liam and I will be able to come to see you every day. Wakey, wakey…” The two of them were adorable and obedient. Sylvia’s gaze shifted. She stood by the door for a while before she went inside. …At night, Sylvia prepared dinner with Aunt Tonya as usual. Both Isabel and Liam were in the living room. For some reason, the girl did not come into the kitchen tonight, not even once. She would usually come in a few times to mess around. Sylvia was not overly bothered by her absence. When dinner was ready, she walked out of the kitchen an
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