**Suburban Cemetery**A black Mercedes-Benz slowly came to a stop. The car door opened, and the passengers stepped out one by one.Andrew, dressed in a pure black handmade suit, looked tall, straight, and handsomely aloof. Isabella wore a black dress and held a large bouquet of white lilies.The four of them walked step by step up the hillside along the stairs. Eleanor's grave was halfway up the hill. It didn't look much different from the last time they had visited. The tall pines and cypresses were still lush, swaying slightly in the wind. Because it was winter, the perennial flowers weren't blooming, making the scene somewhat bleak.On the tombstone, Eleanor's photo still smiled as brightly as ever. Perhaps only death could freeze a moment in life.Isabella slowly knelt in front of the tombstone, her trembling fingers gently caressing her mother's photo."Mom, I've come to see you. How have you been?"But the only response was the cold wind and the rustling sound of the breeze pass
Isabella and Andrew's wedding was held in Paris, France. According to Isabella's wishes, she only wanted the most important people to witness the happiest moment of her life. Andrew, who already disliked maintaining social relationships, could only smile and compromise.Therefore, this grand Parisian wedding had fewer than 20 attendees. The golden sunset light bathed the sandy shores of a secluded beach near Paris, the gentle sound of waves lapping the shore providing a peaceful natural melody, blending with the joyful atmosphere.Their wedding was intentionally kept private, with a short guest list consisting of their families and a few close friends who had shared their hardships. The wedding setup was simple yet elegant. White wooden chairs adorned with soft blue ribbons were neatly arranged in a row, facing an arch draped with delicate white roses and greenery.As guests arrived, they were greeted by a tranquil ambiance that felt almost magical. Beta Ryan, serving as the best man,
A week later, they flew back to Ithaca Town from Paris.Recently, they had been having frequent sex.One night, just as Andrew and Isabella were entangled with each other, there was a knock on the door from outside the room.Isabella hurriedly pushed him away, got out of bed, and quickly went to open the door.Standing outside were Amelia and Asher.Asher, dressed in cartoon pajamas and holding a stuffed toy, pouted slightly, looking so adorable it melted everyone's hearts.Amelia looked helpless and said, "Asher was crying and fussing, insisting on sleeping with you two.""Oh, okay," Isabella smiled as she brought Asher into the room.Andrew is sitting on the bed, looked at his son with a somewhat helpless expression."Daddy," Asher said, climbing onto the bed with his small arms and legs, hugging Andrew's neck and giving him a kiss. Then, he unceremoniously crawled under the covers.Andrew: "..."He felt it was necessary to have a good talk with his son. As a little man almost thirt
Back then, Mrs. Clark stormed in angrily. Emily thought they had compromised and arrogantly said with her chin raised, "Isabella had her wedding at a top hotel in Paris. As another daughter of the Harris family, my wedding shouldn't be any less grand. I didn't like any of the hotels in Ithaca town, but an Italian castle would be nice. If the standard is lower than that, I won't get married.""If you're afraid of being laughed at, then it's better not to have a wedding at all. Our Clark family is small and humble, and we can't compare to the Turner family, the head of the four major financial groups," Mrs. Clark said sarcastically."You, what do you mean?" Emily was a bit confused.Mrs. Clark sneered, "I mean exactly what I said. If you want to get married, get married. If you don't want to, then forget it."Mrs. Clark showed no mercy to Emily. And since Stellan was very afraid of his mother, Emily's wedding didn't happen in the end, and Mrs. Clark saved even ten thousand dollars.For
Andrew flipped through the photo album, turning each page slowly.Isabella's photos were all included, from her birth to when she was two years old, with almost daily pictures taken. She had indeed been raised like a little princess, always delicate and beautiful. Looking through the photos felt like watching a doll grow into a Barbie princess."Well, my dear little wife, you were always pretty," Andrew remarked as he closed the album."Of course," Isabella replied, tilting her chin up without a hint of modesty."Andrew, I don't think I've seen your childhood photos either," she added."I didn't take many photos when I was little. There are a few from my school days. I'll show them to you another day," he said.She smiled and nodded, then playfully pinched his chin and said, "Actually, I just want to compare your old photos. With such a devilishly handsome face, who knows if it's natural or the result of surgery."He narrowed his blue eyes and suddenly grabbed her hand, pressing it ag
"Andrew, I knew you were pretending to be drunk." Isabella smiled softly, leaning in to hug his arm. Her bright eyes looked at him curiously as she asked, "What kind of trick did Idris try to pull?"Andrew straightened up, lazily resting his arm on the car window, a trace of disdain showing in his expression. "It was a basic and old-fashioned trick. They tried to get me drunk so I'd sign the contract. Your dad was very enthusiastic about it; Idris must have promised him a lot of benefits.""That's just like David. If there's profit involved, he'd even dig up the Harris family ancestral graves," Isabella said sarcastically. Then she asked, "You didn't sign it, did you?""Of course I signed it." Andrew's smile turned wickedly charming. "If I didn't sign it, how would they give up?"Isabella blinked her long lashes, looking at him suspiciously.Andrew chuckled and put his arm around her shoulders."Our conglomerate is a massive enterprise, not some small workshop. To start an investment
When Isabella's phone rang, she was having dinner with James. She picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, saw it was David's number, and directly hung up.James looked at her suspiciously. "You're not going to answer?""No need to," Isabella shrugged nonchalantly. She knew exactly why David was calling her. She had no inclination to return and listen to Mrs. Ada's sarcastic remarks. In her family's eyes, since she had married Andrew, he should be at their beck and call; otherwise, it was considered unacceptable.James, still puzzled, didn't ask further and instructed the waiter to serve the dishes. One by one, the exquisite dishes were placed on the table. After the last soup was served, the waiter respectfully said, "Mr. James, your dishes are all here.""Thank you," James nodded with a smile.The waiter left with the tray, slowly closing the door of the private room. Just as he was about to turn around, a hand suddenly reached over from behind and pressed on his shoulder."Uh
Isabella felt herself sweating profusely and instinctively took off her jacket. Underneath, she wore a fitted camisole with a slightly low neckline. It wasn't overly revealing, but her fair neck and beautiful collarbones were exposed, looking very alluring.James' eyes were fixed on her, his gaze growing hotter. Yet, with the last remnants of his sanity, he clenched his fists and stood still, not daring to move.Isabella also stood up from the table and walked to the window, attempting to open it for some fresh air. However, no matter how hard she pushed, the window didn't budge.She turned to James with a puzzled expression, asking, "Is this a decorative window that can't be opened?"James didn't respond, instead swallowing hard. He felt unbearably hot all over, and as if driven by an unknown force, he took a few steps towards Isabella and tightly embraced her."James, what are you doing? Are you crazy?" Isabella hadn't expected James to suddenly hug her. An instinctive sense of repu
Isabella chuckled softly at his words. Then, she got out of bed, tidied her clothes, and opened the door.As soon as the door opened, Asher lunged in, diving straight into his mother's soft embrace."Mommy's precious baby is back," Isabella planted a kiss on Asher's cheek."Amelia took Asher to ride the slide, and then we're coming down!" Asher exclaimed excitedly.Isabella nodded with a smile and asked, "Asher, Do you like to play on the slide?""Yes! I like it." Asher nodded vigorously and said, "I want to eat marshmallows. Mommy, you will buy marshmallows for me, right?"Amelia thought that too many sweets were bad for Asher's teeth, so she rarely let him have candy. Asher was clever; whenever he couldn't get what he wanted from Amelia, he would turn to Isabella and act cute.Isabella smiled and nodded, "Alright, next time Mommy will take Asher to the park to buy marshmallows.""Asher loves Mommy the most!" Asher hugged Isabella's neck and giggled.Isabella carried the child downst
Isabella sat in the passenger seat of Andrew's car, holding a thick stack of documents, still finding it hard to believe.In her impression, Robert had always been deeply secretive, shrewd, and ruthless, having run Moonlit Art Inc. for many years, firmly entrenched in his position.She had constantly been troubled by how to deal with him, yet Robert handed Moonlit Art Inc. back to her and even planned her way forward.She couldn't help but wonder if everything that had just happened was an illusion."Andrew, let me pinch you," Isabella said."Why?" Andrew asked, holding the steering wheel with one hand, puzzled."I want to see if I'm dreaming," Isabella replied."Shouldn't you pinch yourself then?""Are you silly? Pinching myself hurts. Pinching you is the same," Isabella answered seriously.Andrew: "..."He'd be foolish to let her pinch him."Andrew, do you think Robert might be possessed? He just handed the company back to me so easily. Moonlit Art Inc. is worth billions," Isabella
Robert stood at the café entrance, watching as the black Benz disappeared from view. Only then did he step down the stairs and walk towards his car. Holding the electronic key in his hand, he unlocked the car just as his phone vibrated in his jacket pocket.Glancing at the caller ID, he saw Alice's name and habitually frowned.When he answered, Alice's cool voice came through, "Robert, I'm planning to sell the house. While packing today, I found some of your things. Come get them today, or I'll throw them out with the trash."Robert and Alice's marriage had been a heavy loss. Alice would never have agreed to the divorce willingly. Robert had left her all the property and cash in his name before she agreed to the divorce.After hanging up, Robert drove to their former home.The electronic lock had long since been changed by Alice, so he could only knock on the door.Alice answered, her attitude indifferent. Now divorced, they were like strangers."Your things are in the kitchen. Take a
When Isabella received Robert's call, she was at the spa with Oliver. The beautician handed Isabella her phone, and she answered the call directly.Hearing Robert's voice surprised Isabella. After hanging up, she removed her face mask and sat up.“Isabella, what’s wrong?” Oliver asked, puzzled.“Robert wants to meet. Not sure what he’s up to this time,” Isabella replied.“He’s Charlotte’s family. He can’t mean any good. Maybe you shouldn’t go,” Oliver said, worried.“Moonlit Art Inc. is still in Robert’s hands.” Isabella sighed, jumped off the bed, and slipped on her high heels. “You go home; I’ll go meet him.”Isabella quickly washed her face, dressed, and drove to the meeting place. Robert had arranged to meet at a café, and for safety, Isabella sent the café's location to Andrew.After sending the message, she tossed her phone back into her bag. Her red Maserati parked steadily outside the café.Isabella stepped out, carrying her bag and walking into the café in her high heels.Wea
"Charlotte, Emily, please have a seat," Robert said calmly.Charlotte, who had been kept waiting for several hours, was seething with anger but had no outlet for it. After all, they were there to ask for help, and when asking for help, one must have the right attitude. She led Emily to the sofa in the reception area and sat down.Robert finished his work and then sat down on the single-seater sofa opposite them, instructing the secretary to bring over some coffee."No need. We’ve had enough coffee to be full," Charlotte replied sarcastically.However, the secretary still brought a cup of coffee and placed it on the coffee table in front of Robert.Robert took a sip of the coffee and spoke in a light tone, "I was thinking of finding time to talk to you, cousin. Since you’re here, there's no need to schedule a time.""Robert, what is it?" Charlotte asked."Not long ago, Alice and I finalized our divorce," Robert said."What?" Charlotte’s eyes widened in surprise. "Something as major as
News of David being taken into police custody was suppressed by Andrew, preventing any public impact. However, high society circles are always well-informed, making it impossible to keep the matter entirely under wraps.Mr. Jacob specifically called Andrew to inquire about the situation, his tone laced with sarcasm. Andrew offered no explanation, but after hanging up, he instructed Ryan to send evidence of Thomas's money laundering and bribery to Mr. Jacob, nearly giving the latter a heart attack.Subsequently, the Clark family also received the news. They was not as easygoing.Mrs. Clark directly ordered the servants to throw out all of Emily's belongings, declaring that Stellan should divorce her.Emily ran back home in tears, immediately throwing herself into Charlotte's arms upon entering."Emily, why are you crying like this? What happened?" Charlotte asked with a sigh.Recently, with Victoria and David both imprisoned, Charlotte had aged significantly."Mom, Stellan wants to div
Meanwhile, inside the CEO's office, Isabella was sitting in the boss's chair behind the large desk, sipping freshly brewed coffee and playing games on Andrew's computer. Andrew's computer was top-notch, and there wasn't a hint of lag while gaming.Isabella was thoroughly enjoying herself, unaware of how much time had passed until the office door opened from the outside and Andrew walked in with a file in hand. Seeing Isabella in his chair softened his otherwise stern expression."You're done with the meeting," Isabella remarked upon seeing him. She closed the game and rested her arm on the desk, propping her chin up to look at him. "Andrew, your computer is great for gaming."Andrew shook his head with a smile, feeling a bit helpless. The information on his computer was valuable enough to buy half of Ithaca town, yet only Isabella dared to use it for gaming."If you like it, I'll have Nathan buy one just like it for you.""Great!" Isabella nodded with a smile, standing up and sidling
“If Andrew would divorce me because the Harris family falls from grace, it would only prove he's not worth trusting. Victoria, do you understand what love is? I love Andrew, and I believe he loves me too.”"Love?" Victoria sneered disdainfully. "Isabella, you're truly ridiculous.""It's not me who's ridiculous, it's you, Victoria. Your whole life has been like a joke." Isabella slowly stood up, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at her."In fact, I've considered many ways to end you, but upon reflection, the best method is to bring you to justice. Victoria, you must live well in prison, reflect on what you've done and the lives you've ruined. I'll make time to visit you."After saying this, Isabella arrogantly turned and walked away, her high heels clicking with each step as she left the hospital room.Behind her, Victoria suddenly erupted into hysterical screams and roars, "I don't want to go to prison! Let me go, let me go!"Hearing the commotion, two guards outside rushed in and
At night, Isabella and Andrew had just finished an intense sex. They lay naked under the covers, chatting. Just as they were kissing passionately, the phone vibrated, interrupting them.Andrew, slightly annoyed, answered the call. Whatever the other person said made him glance at Isabella subconsciously."Andrew, what happened?" Isabella asked after he hung up."Victoria was injured and admitted to the hospital," Andrew replied."Is it easy to get injured in custody?" Isabella asked, puzzled."She was courting death; no one could stop her," Andrew said coldly. "Victoria requested to see Charlotte multiple times but was denied. She must have resorted to self-harm as a last-ditch effort. Once admitted to the hospital, she can see family according to regulations.""Victoria is still hoping David will get her out," Isabella said with a cold laugh. "She wants to see family, right? I'm also her family. Tomorrow, I'll go see her at the hospital."The next day, Isabella got up unusually early