This bedroom was once the bedroom of the children. He pondered for a moment. Then, he opened the door and turned on the lights. Immediately after the lights were on, he saw the figure of the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed. His stern expression immediately softened. The warmth in his eyes only lingered for a brief moment for his expression immediately sharpened again as he peered at her with a displeased look. Why was she sleeping in the children's room? Was it out of guilt because she abandoned them for half a year? Or did she only begin to miss them after she was dumped by Thomas and suddenly remembered they even existed? These thoughts only upset him further. He felt like walking up to her to pinch her cheeks. That was when the still sleeping Sylvia suddenly shifted her hand to her belly and softly rubbed her belly. She must have been having a nice dream, evident by the sweet, dreamy smile on her face. He looked at her bulging belly. Her be
Meanwhile, in Sylvia’s living room. After Isabel and Liam hopped out of the car, they carried a small safe out of the car. Sylvia was hiding behind a couch. Her body was tensing all over as she stared agitatedly at the two of them working with the safe. She watched as they carried a trolley out of the car. It took a lot of effort for them to lug the safe onto the trolley. After that, they pushed the trolley up the stairs. She held her breath and tailed after them. The two of them reached her room and went inside. She peeked through the crack underneath the door and saw them hiding the safe under the bed. Isabel had to crawl under the bed to stash the safe before crawling out again. She immediately asked Liam upon emerging from under the bed, “Are you sure nobody will find the safe if we hide it here?” Liam was cautiously surveying the room and answered her distractedly, “Probably not.” Isabel pouted. “That’s true, this is Mommy’s house after all. Even if step
Isabel was a little thinner now but still retained her past chubbiness. While she was still relishing the joy of getting to see her darling children again, a large shadow suddenly jumped at her from within the darkness. She saw a familiar, handsome face appearing inches away from her. She immediately retreated a step backward and asked cautiously, “Odell, why are you here?” Odell stopped in front of her and glared at her viciously. “I heard Isabel and Liam came here?” “Yeah, they came here just now.” A thought suddenly occurred to her and she quickly added, “Don’t worry, I made sure they didn’t see me.” Odell narrowed his eyes. “Is that so?” “Yes, I’m not lying to you,” she answered resolutely. “I’m sure you must be very happy to see them.” Sylvia jerked her lips. “Hm.” Of course, she was way happy. “Good,” he answered in a queer tone. She looked at him suspiciously. He directed a gloomy look at her in return and ordered, “Pack up. I'm taking you to
Sylvia trembled all over and suddenly yielded to Odell like a kitten being grabbed by the scruff of her neck. Odell made a look. “Why did you stop running?” Sylvia murmured, “Please let go of me.” The collar of her shirt was pulling at her neck and restricting her breathing, making her feel very uncomfortable. Odell scoffed. “So you can bite me again?” This was to say that he was not going to make the same mistake of wrapping his arm around her neck to expose his weakness to her. Sylvia insisted. “Let go of me, please.” Odell asked, “Do I look stupid to you?” She grimaced and threatened. "Odell, do you think they can hear me if I screamed right here and now?” He smirked menacingly. “Go ahead and try.” Sylvia frowned. He was the one who forced her hand! She drew a deep breath and let out a cry, “Lia-” Before she could scream their names out, she felt a hand over her mouth muffle her. He put his entire palm over her mouth, she could barely open th
Odell drew a step backward and glared at her with an icy, demeaning look in his eyes. “I’ll let you off the hook this one time for Isabel and Liam’s sake. If this happens again, I’m sending you right back to Galston!” “I understand, it won’t happen again.” Sylvia nodded obediently. With that, he turned and walked out. His tall figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. He slammed the door shut, which produced a loud bang that echoed through the house. The tremendous slam made Sylvia shiver. Then she quickly headed back to her room. ... In the neighboring house, inside the spacious living room. After Isabel and Liam got home with Sebastian and Ben, they began playing with the remote-control cars. She was in a very pleasant mood, knowing that she had accomplished the task with her brother and hidden the safe. She played a little longer before taking a break. She went up to Liam who seemed like his mind was somewhere else. She asked worriedly, "What's the mat
The night was tranquil. Odell’s voice traveled to Sylvia who was hiding behind the wall. She immediately turned toward the gate. It took her a while before she finally noticed a silhouette inside the darkness around the corner. Who else could it be but Odell? Why did he come here instead of resting at home at this hour of the night? Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned and sprinted back into the house like a thief fleeing a crime scene. As if she had seen a ghost. Odell’s face darkened when he saw the way she reacted. He took out his phone and sent her a message: “If I catch you trying to listen to them again, I’m sending you back to Galston!” Her reply came within seconds: “I got it. It won’t happen again.” She even made sure to add a smiling emoji at the end of her message. Pandering. Odell was speechless. His finger hovered above the keyboard. He was not sure if he should reproach her or praise her for her obedience. After a momen
Odell sized him up and answered blankly, “Because we have cleaners come by from time to time.” “Do they clean the room me and my sister used to sleep in?” “Yeah.” “Do they change our bedsheets?” “Yeah.” Liam grimaced. He was still standing stoutly without the slightest hint of wanting to leave. After a prolonged standstill, he looked around the dark house and frowned before asking suspiciously, “Are you sure Mommy didn’t come back?” When they came here this morning, he was sure he caught the scent of his mother. Odell fell silent for a few seconds before declaring, “No.” It was not so much that he was not willing to let them see their mother, but that the wretched woman did not have the right to see them this easily! Liam turned to Isabel. “Come on, let's go back." "Okay,” Isabel answered with a firm nod. There was a clear look of disappointment on their faces. Odell frowned and glanced in the direction of Sylvia's room. Then he followed them a
After dinner, Sylvia grabbed a chair and sat by the wall where she continued to listen to any form of movements on the other side. Even after several hours had passed, she heard nothing remotely resembling Isabel and Liam chattering on the other side. It was Sunday. Were they not at home? After she pondered for a while, she reluctantly grabbed her phone and selected Odell’s contact. She hovered her finger back and forth over the keyboard for some time and after some more consideration, she sent a message: “Hey, good afternoon.” Followed by a cute smiling emoji as usual. Ten minutes passed, then half an hour… Then three hours had passed, and he did not answer. He was probably not going to reply at all by this point. Sylvia put the phone back in her pocket. The sky was slowly darkening by this point. Just as she was about to head back into the house, she suddenly heard what sounded like a car parking in front of the gate. She perked up with alertness and imm
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