Wilson returned to his car and drove carefully away from the store and down the road. He caught a last glimpse of Clara in the rearview mirror and saw her smiling at Peter—a smile she had not given Wilson in years. Wilson withdrew his gaze, telling himself that it was best not to bother her anymore. When Clara was done with the inventory count, she looked up and realized that Wilson was not around. A strange disappointment filled her that Wilson was gone from the store. Did he leave? Why did he leave without saying a thing?"Hmm? Did Mr. Birch leave?" Peter's surprised voice rang from behind."Yeah, he left," Clara said."Are you and Mr. Birch now reconciled and back together?" Peter asked.Clara was startled and quickly denied it. "No, we're not back together. Things are still the same as before."Peter scratched the back of his head uneasily. "I thought you guys were back together. The way you were looking around for him… You seemed afraid that you couldn't find him. I tho
Jackson suddenly tightened his arms, hugging Serenity emotionally. Every time he looked at Wilson, he realized how lucky he was.Jackson stood by and watched Serenity's imprisonment even though he knew she was wrongly accused. If he had intervened, she would not have suffered so much in prison. But luckily, Serenity forgave him and was willing to be with him."Thank you," he said in a low whisper.Serenity let out a laugh. "What's wrong? Aren't we talking about Clara and Wilson? Why are you saying thanks suddenly?""Thanks for forgiving me. If you hadn't, I'd probably be more miserable than Wilson now," Jackson confessed.Serenity turned around, her eyes staring at him. "Jack, for me, this is the only way I'll truly be happy. Because no one else can love me like you do, and I love you as much as you do."After a short pause, she put her hand on his cheek. "Thank you for loving me so much."Serenity was glad Jackson had fallen in love with her. If he had not, maybe her fate would
Harvey would not stop beating Queenie, and not long after, purple bruises started to form under Harvey's harsh beating. "Harvey, listen to me…" Queenie begged, "I went to Wilson for the sake of your business… I did it for you…""Do you think I'm a fool? I know what you're thinking, Queenie," Harvey hissed. "Look at you. You were in prison, but you're living such a good life now. You should be glad I gave you all these things, and you're so lucky.""Since you're trying so hard to get Wilson to sleep with you, do it yourself. I can't keep an ambitious woman like you here! Also, I'm taking this house back. You have three days to leave!" Harvey was about to leave after telling Queenie this. Queenie was so shocked at the breakup. Ignoring the pain, she tried to hold Harvey back. She would have nothing after Harvey kicked her out."Harvey! Don't kick me out! I've been with you for so many years, and I'm really doing this for you. I won't go to Wilson anymore! I'll talk to Clara again
Three days later, Queenie came to visit Clara at her store again. Queenie was pale and bruised, and she looked haggard and tired. Clara stared at Queenie, dumbfounded at her appearance."What happened to you?" Clara asked.Queenie forced a smile. "Harvey did it. He was angry that I was useless and couldn't help him win the deal with Birch Group, so he beat me."Clara fell silent. Queenie had come to her before, hoping Clara would speak to Wilson to help Harvey in his business, but Clara had refused.Queenie studied Clara's reaction and pretended to be generous and easygoing. "Clara, don't take it to heart. It's not your fault. I fell in love with the wrong person. I didn't expect him to hurt me just because I couldn't help him win the project."After a short pause, Qunnie said, seemingly apologetic, "Sorry for what I said last time. Don't take it to heart! I was in a bad mood, and I was very rude. Now that I think of it, I'm glad I didn't help Harvey and his terrible friends win
"I'll be careful," Clara told Queenie."By the way, do you know about Mr. Brooks? During the White family's party, he was so rude to you. Now, he's in deep trouble. He's about to go bankrupt, and all his business is gone. He's looking for financing, but no one dares to lend him any money," Queenie mentioned suddenly.Clara listened quietly with no expression on her face.Queenie studied Clara's expression and said meaningfully, "Mr. Brooks is suddenly in such a bad situation just because he offended Wilson. Clara, you're so lucky to be married to a man like Wilson who even stood up for you. I'm so unlucky to have spent my youth with a heartless man like Harvey.""I'm sure you'll live a better life and meet someone you love eventually," Clara said."Really? Well… How about you introduce someone to me? I'm sure Wilson has a lot of young talents in his company. Why don't you help match me up with them, and if it works out, I'll always be grateful for your help," Queenie said with a l
Queenie got out of the car and returned to the church. Since the front passenger seat was occupied by Queenie's belongings, Clara stayed in the backseat. The door was closed, and the car keys were left in the car.As the scent inside the car grew stronger, Clara leaned back in the car and grew drowsy. It seemed to be the scent from the good luck charm Queenie had given her. Soon, she began to drift off to sleep.A few moments later, two men sneaked their way to the car. They casually opened the door, got inside, and drove off.When Queenie came out of the church, her car was gone from where she had parked it. She anxiously ran back to the church to ask. At last, she called the police. "Hello? Something terrible has happened! My car has disappeared, and my friend is still in the car! I tried to call her, but she was unreachable. Can you help me look for my friend and the car? The address is…" Queenie said, panic in her voice.After disconnecting the call to the police, she kept he
Queenie might have helped Clara in prison before, but she was now a manipulative and scheming liar. Clara visited the church with Queenie and went missing. Was it really just a pure coincidence?Just then, the door to the interview room opened, and Queenie walked out with red eyes. When she saw Wilson, she said remorsefully, "Mr. Birch, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have let Clara wait for me in the car. I was looking for my phone, and I didn't think the thieves would steal my car in broad daylight…"Wilson stared at Queenie with a cold composure on his face, and his cold gaze made a shiver run down Queenie's spine."Surely you should be blamed," Wilson said, his tone stone-cold. After that, he walked past Queenie and talked to the police officers about the case.Queenie shuddered, looking guilty. Mrs. Well misread Queenie's expression and thought she blamed herself for Clara's disappearance. "D-Don't mind Wilson," she comforted her, her eyes still red and teary. "He's just worr
Queenie would not be able to handle Wilson's revenge alone, not to mention the White and Valor family! For the first time, Queenie regretted what she had done to Clara. If she had to do it all over again, she probably would not use this plan against Clara!-When Clara regained consciousness, she found herself trapped in a room with a musty smell. She was tied up on the floor with ropes, her arms and legs restrained. Her eyes were blindfolded with a black cloth, so she had no way to distinguish between day and night.Clara could feel the concrete floor underneath her and hear two young men talking to each other, seemingly discussing something about her. The sound of her waking up stopped the men's conversation, and one of them said, "Oh, she's awake. Let's get to work now.""She's a little old. She must be in her thirties. It's such a waste," the other man answered."She may be in her thirties, but she's still pretty. It's a pity she has to be blindfolded. I'm interested in seeing