With his right hand gripping Kenneth’s collar to hold him down, Eric raised his left fist, aiming it directly at Kenneth’s smug, taunting expression. Every ounce of blood rushed to his head, a single thought pounding in his mind—to strike. To finally settle the score, even the one from five years a
Helena’s body stiffened as she tried to push Kenneth away, but he quickly looked up, his gaze locking onto hers with a penetrating look. The usual laziness in his eyes was gone, replaced with a deep, cautionary intensity.Startled by that look, Helena’s hand paused mid-push, and she reluctantly let
Nothing came up except bitter stomach acid.Kenneth strolled over, with his arms crossed. He leaned against the pillar by the entrance and cast a condescending look at her. “What’s wrong? You went through all that just to see Eric—didn’t he at least make sure you ate?”Picking up on his pointed wor
Helena's strength was no match for Kenneth's. He held her firmly in his arms, his heartbeat pounding against her ear, and her own heart began to race just as fast.She dared not struggle, fearing she might provoke Kenneth further.Thankfully, Kenneth simply held her close, one arm wrapped around her
Just yesterday, Robert had encouraged her to take the case seriously. Today, he’d abruptly reassigned it, keeping up appearances by saying she’d still be part of the team. She’d be fooling herself if she took that at face value."Mr. Jones, when I took over the South City project last time, you prom
Yvonne hadn’t expected Helena to still be this arrogant. Seething with anger and frustration, she shot her a fierce glare, but there was nothing she could do about it.Helena, uninterested in engaging further, calmly went back to organizing the handover materials.Feeling utterly ignored, Yvonne sho
Normally, Helena’s wardrobe consisted of business suits, blouses, and pencil skirts; even on a vacation like this, she instinctively wore a button-up shirt and tailored pants.“Try these on!” Miranda said, gesturing to a row of new arrivals as she spoke to the store assistant.Without giving Helena
Miranda laughed in disbelief, too amused to engage further, and handed over her black card to the sales assistant.“Pretending, are we? Keep it up,” the young woman sneered, unfazed. “When your card declines, don’t go making excuses about it being canceled by your family or something.”But before he