Catelyn placed a hand over Miles' mouth and carried him out of the room by the waist. "If you wake him up, I'll dump you at Jamie's."Miles slowly ceased his struggling as he grabbed Catelyn by the hem of her blouse and feebly reasoned, "I will be obedient! I won't wake Big Demon up. Don't send me away, please?"Cedrick was fast asleep, so Catelyn was not worried that Miles would be noticed. She thus left him to have a rest in the living room and went to clean up the dishes.After Catelyn left, Miles' innocent expression vanished and was instead replaced with a mischievous grin.So, Big Demon dared to sleep on his bed and harass his mother, huh? He would regret this.…When Catelyn came out of the kitchen, she saw Miles sitting quietly in the living room, watching the television. The volume was turned so low that it would wake Cedrick up.Catelyn was glad to see that her son was on his best behavior.Just as she was about to ask Miles to go back to Joanne's, Miles suddenly turn
"Cough, cough!"A heart shape was painted on Cedrick's face with a heart in lipstick, and it started on his forehead, went along his cheeks, then closed at his chin.There were also two strokes above his lips like a red mustache.Miles did this.That explained why he offered to return to Joanne's place. He was technically fleeing before his wonderful act got busted!She regretted having believed his behavior and did not go into the room to check on Cedrick when she wanted to. What was she supposed to do at this moment?!The red mustache was hilarious, though. He could turn heads if he walked out!She must punish Miles for this.Cedrick did not miss the split second of shock on Catelyn's face, but he was rather used to this kind of admiring gaze. He was a little doubtful, though. He knew he was dashing, but she did not have to spurt out her water."Catelyn, behave yourself." He behaved coolly.Catelyn, on the other hand, scratched her head. How should she convince Cedrick to w
"Your mother is a nightmare when she's angry," Joanne mumbled, then leaned back against the couch. "Tell me," she spoke as she smiled at Miles, "what did you do to make your mother this angry?"Miles immediately tried to appear as pathetic as possible. "Mommy brought Big Demon into the room to make babies with him. No one will love me from now on...""Goodness, what are you even talking about? I'll always love and care for you, Miles!""Really?" Miles stopped fake-sobbing and stared at Joanne unblinkingly with his innocent, large eyes. He did not play the victim card all that often, but when he did, the way he looked at people with doe-like eyes could melt hearts.Joanne's heart softened at the sight and nodded. "Of course. No one can bully Miles! Still, you have to tell me what you did."Miles hesitated for a moment before, finally, he came clean.Joanne gulped audibly at his explanation with resignation. "You're too much! It's no wonder your mother got so angry. That guy is goi
Cedrick finished his soup and went to stay in the mansion's study by habit. He had left the office early, after all, and there was unfinished work that needed to be done.By the time he completed all the tasks, it was already half past two in the morning.He pinched the bridge of his nose and felt a thin layer of sweat on his skin, so he reached out for a tissue paper and wiped his face, only to see a flash of red.Cedrick's composed feature froze. Where did this red smudge come from?He thought back to the odd expressions on Albert and the servants' faces and hurried to the bathroom. He kicked the door open and stared at his reflection in the mirror to find a face painted red as though his face was a whiteboard meant for children.The faint citrus scent he smelt was indeed from Catelyn's lipstick when he foolishly thought that it was merely her scent lingering on him.His expression darkened maliciously.'Darn that Catelyn Clark!' he growled internally. 'She dared to draw on my
It was the day for the Chandier Jewelry contest's final round.Catelyn had heard that the initial rule of the contest dictated that the higher management, including Lola, was to collect the drafts before submitting them to Granny Atherton to ensure fairness when the winner was chosen. However, she had a change of heart and amended the rules as she wanted to appear in the contest herself.All the contestants were divided into three groups to go up to the stage to explain the concept behind their designs. Granny Atherton and the other judges were to mark the design on the spot until they eventually settled on a winner.The fact that Lola was no longer involved in the process was good news to Catelyn as she would not have to worry about Lola trying to screw her chances.Catelyn happened to be in the group that was scheduled in the morning. She had to head out earlier and had skipped breakfast, deciding that she would simply pick up food from stalls by the road.She went downstairs an
Cedrick's features tensed further as Catelyn spoke, and he pursed his lips.Seeing that he did not respond, Catelyn turned to look at him and sincerely added, "There's an old saying that says children and women are the hardest to please. You're not a woman nor a child, so can't you just forgive me? Maybe I can give you my lipstick and you can draw on my face as well.""..." The silence in the air remained.Catelyn hated the silence treatment more than anything and began to develop an urge to stop the car by grabbing the steering wheel.Screech!He stepped onto the brake abruptly, followed by the piercing noise of the tires, and Catelyn came close to jerking forward again.Wordlessly, Cedrick unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.Catelyn was not sure what he was doing at first until she glanced in the direction he was heading toward. The car was stopped before the door of a known restaurant, and Cedrick had gone inside to buy breakfast.It was likely that Cedrick had in
Catelyn leaned back against her seat innocently and batted her eyes at Cedrick. "Taste good?"Cedrick's eyes gleamed as though he tried to refrain from certain urges. After a while, he gritted out, "I'll make you pay tonight!""..." Catelyn sensed that she had provoked something other than anger within him. All things aside, she realized that she had finally appeased his anger.She had to put out the fire that her son had lit. The life of a mother was hard....There was already a crowd in the meeting hall owned by Chandier Jewelry by the time Catelyn arrived.Every contestant was assigned a number, and Catelyn was assigned number 17.She waited patiently below the stage and occasionally chatted with the other contestants sitting next to her.Because the waiting time was longer than expected, Chandier Jewelry had prepared bottles of water for all the contestants.A young woman with long hair walked around, handing bottles of water to everyone. When it was Catelyn's turn, she t
Inside the meeting hall capable of housing hundreds of people, the contestants for Chandier Jewelry's contest went up the stage to describe their designs while the judges sat on the front row. Among the judges sat an old woman in her seventies, and she sported a pair of large spectacles with black frames.She occasionally lowered her head to intently stare at the submitted drafts while she listened to the presentations, only to grow more and more disappointed.She did not particularly enjoy the hassle, but she had created Chandier Jewelry in the memory of her daughter.Summer used to study jewelry design, and her biggest dream was to become one of the most renowned jewelry designers. It was a shame that she eventually gave up her dream for the sake of a man.As Granny Atherton grew older, she began dreaming more often of the events in the past 20 years ago.Had she not been so stubborn, Summer might still be with her. She could not help but wonder where Summer had been in the past