Lisa's stomach grumbled loudly, reminding her that she had missed mealtime."Are you hungry? I'll ask the chef at the mansion to make something. If we head back now, the food should be ready by the time we get home," Terry said. He called the White family mansion and gave some instructions, then walked out of the office holding Lisa's hand. Instead of taking the usual route towards the main entrance, they headed towards the side door. Even so, there was still a crowd of reporters camping there. Fortunately, Terry had arranged for ample security guards, ensuring their safety.The reporters persistently tried to push through, but they were unable to get close to Terry and Lisa.Terry shielded Lisa as they moved forward, while the reporters bombarded them with sharp questions.A female reporter asked, "Mr. Terry, Miss Lisa was your girlfriend five years ago. Are you maintaining silence out of guilt because you feel like you owe her? Is that why you're choosing to protect her reputat
When the car door closed, the noise from outside was blocked out. The car then drove away.Lisa remained in a daze, her eyes still fixated on Terry."Why are you looking at me like that?" Terry's voice snapped Lisa back to reality.Lisa struggled to find the right words. "You didn't have to say that just to silence the reporters. The heir of the White family... that's..."A faint smile played on Terry's lips. "Do you want someone else's child to be the heir of the White family?"Lisa didn't know what to say. Terry continued, "Lisa, the mother of my children can only be you, and the father of your children can only be me. Therefore, the heir of the White family will undoubtedly be your child, and that will never change."Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes. Although this man refused to tell her that he forgave her, he kept showing her how much he loved her with his actions and kept assuring her of their future together."Terry, loving you has been a beautiful experience," Lisa whisper
"I will. You know I won't be shy to ask for your help," Lisa replied with a chuckle before recalling something important. "By the way, Clara called me earlier to check on me. When our conversation eventually shifted towards Yanny, I noticed that Clara's voice sounded a bit off. I hope nothing happened to Yanny."Upon hearing that, Serenity recalled the incident at the elementary school where she saw a girl threatening Yanny. She thus said, "I'll pay Clara a visit to see if everything's alright.""Okay, I hope it's just my imagination," Lisa said.In contrast to Lisa's joy at not being misunderstood, Glynnis Quirk was consumed with anger as she watched the news footage showing her son speaking to reporters about Lisa's unborn child, declaring that regardless of gender, the child would be the future heir of the White family. She felt like she had been humiliated.It was as if her son was proclaiming to the world that Lisa Quest was untouchable, and more importantly, declaring her fut
Later that day, Glynnis held a press conference where she firmly stated that she would never recognize Lisa's unborn child as the future heir of the White family. She openly questioned the paternity of the child and accused Lisa of using her pregnancy as a means to gain status and wealth. Glynnis expressed her hope that her son would not be further deceived.Furthermore, she declared that if her son continued to be stubborn, she would use her 10% share of the White Maple Group, along with other shareholders, to oppose his position as CEO. She believed that someone who let himself be tricked by a woman was not fit to lead the company.Glynnis' speech at the press conference was impassioned. She declared her determination to protect the White Maple Group, which was left behind by her late husband, even if it meant going against her own son. She would not stand by and let him ruin the company.In his office, Terry watched the press conference on his computer screen, his lips curling wi
Terry's body stiffened as he held her, his expression blank. Yes, Lisa and his mother were indeed different. His mother saw him as a means to power and wealth, a mere pawn. But Lisa... she would never view him that way. Whether he was the young man she met by chance or the CEO of the White Maple Group, to her, he was just "Terry"."Lisa..." he murmured, his hands tightly embracing her back, "Thank you."Her face pressed against his chest, she asked, puzzled by his words, "For what?""Thank you... for coming to San Marco to find me!" he said. If not for her determined pursuit of him, they might have truly missed out on each other.In the following days, all the major news outlets extensively covered the "major power shift" that could potentially happen in the White Maple Group. The spectacle of mother and son turning against each other garnered significant public attention.Speculation ran rampant about the upcoming CEO election for the White Maple Group, with people wondering who
Although she knew that Mary was trying her best to make amends for the past, there were certain things that could never be fully repaired. Jack's father could never be brought back to life, and the past could never be rewritten.During Serenity's time in Latveria, every time she saw Mary, she told herself that she would never allow Jack to get hurt again. He seemed like an all-powerful man to the public, but who could have known that he had been through so much pain in the past? Serenity wanted to spend the rest of her life showering him with love."How much did you miss me?" he asked softly, holding her in his arms."I missed you loads!" Serenity wrapped her arms around Jackson's neck and kissed him on the lips. "Jack, I want to love you forever. Even after I die, my love for you will endure."He gently pressed a finger against her lips. "Please don't talk about dying so casually. I want you to see you alive and well."As he said this, a hint of fear flickered in his eyes.S
Also, Fred wanted to tell her that he kept feeling like he was being watched over the past few days. However, every time he turned back to look, he saw no one there.Was it just his imagination?But if someone really was spying on him, who could it possibly be?While he was lost in thought, Jacqueline shifted in her sleep, causing the blanket wrapped around her to loosen slightly. She reached out instinctively and grabbed his hand. After that, she settled down and stopped moving.Fred used his other hand to carefully readjust the blanket and then lay down beside her.Their hands intertwined beneath the blanket.He wasn't sure how much longer they could continue sharing a bed like this every night. He knew that they were supposed to sleep separately because he was a boy and she was a girl.Moreover, his mother had hurt her family before!However, he wished they could keep doing this for a long, long time! He liked it when she slept next to him, and he liked how she had to hold h
He was an imposing man with a stern countenance. Fred found him looking familiar, as if he had seen this man somewhere before.He was too young to understand that the reason he found the man looking familiar was because the man looked a bit like him."You're Frederick and you're five years old. Your mother is Jenny Hall. Is that correct?" the man inquired.Fred regarded him warily and asked, "Who are you?""I'm Weston Stanton from the Stanton family in Lanford," the man answered.If there were anyone else there, they would have been shocked to hear his name. The Stanton family held considerable prominence in Lanford, akin to the Valor family's standing in Solaria.However, for a child like Fred, the weight behind this name eluded him. He remained wary as he questioned, "What do you want? Are you here to tell the other kids at the kindergarten that my mother is a criminal?"For him, that was the biggest threat.He actually didn't mind if others mock him or hit him for being the