Maggie pushed through the crowd, approaching Lydia.With a thud, she knelt before Lydia, then slapped herself hard across the face. Even Lydia was startled by this sudden turn."Lydia, I know you blame me! If I returned after six years only to find my husband married to someone else, I wouldn't be able to accept it either! But we had our reasons," Maggie said through gritted teeth, struggling to contain her tears and the anger burning inside her.She looked up at Lydia, her gaze defiant, challenging her to see through any further lies she might fabricate.Tears streaming down her face, Maggie continued, "I know your heart still holds Ron. We had no idea you were still alive back then, and the company was in chaos internally. So, reluctantly, they made me and Ron get married temporarily to protect the company. But now, since you've returned, I... I'm willing to step aside!"As she finished speaking, Maggie's face contorted with pain, her entire being on the verge of collapsing into tea
Today, Lambert had arranged to discuss business matters with a business acquaintance here, in the private room on the second floor. However, unexpectedly, he witnessed a surprising scene downstairs in the lobby.Lambert had previously lamented the lack of successors for the ZQ Group, but he never imagined that Lydia was the granddaughter of the late Elijah.Watching that woman, as beautiful as a rose, slowly arming herself with the thorns on her body to defend her rights was astonishing, breathtaking.Afterwards, the delicate flower appeared soft and worrisome. The surge of sadness in her eyes was intense and unyielding.Without much thought, in that moment, Lambert set aside all his pride accumulated over the years. He even disregarded his typically calm demeanor.Without finishing their business discussion, he dashed downstairs from the second floor.It was because he noticed the vulnerability hidden in Lydia's eyes. He... pitied her!Amidst Lydia's surprise, she was somewhat fluste
When Lydia woke up, the sunlight outside was just right, making her eyes sting as she opened them.She instinctively raised a hand to shield herself from the sun, reflecting on everything that had happened yesterday. She felt a sudden pang of embarrassment.She couldn't believe she had exposed her most disheveled self to a man she somewhat fancied.And to make matters worse, she had blindly followed him home. Though nothing seemed out of line between them yesterday, she couldn't help but blush."You're awake?"A low, seductive voice slipped into Lydia's ears, causing her to involuntarily look up.The man in front of her seemed to have just come out of the bathroom, his hair still dripping, clad only in casual pants.His upper body was bare, the sunlight accentuating his bronzed skin, accentuating his muscular physique. Lydia couldn't help but marvel at his perfect muscle definition.As a fashion designer, Lydia had seen plenty of male models shirtless, but this man, who seemed to be a
Lydia felt remorseful and guilty as she reached up to rub her still-drowsy temples, cautiously placing the phone against her ear."Wythe~""Madam! Do you remember you have a son?" The usually tender voice sounded unexpectedly cold today. Lydia could almost picture her son's small face looking serious and indifferent.Her heart sank. Oh no! This time, Wythe was truly angry!"Sweetheart, let me explain. It's like this—after the press conference yesterday, I wasn't feeling well. Then, I met a friend, and...""And you just went home with your friend? Without even a call or text to me!" Despite the calm tone on the other end of the line, the accusation was clear, making Lydia realize she was in trouble."I'm sorry, honey. Mom neglected you. How did you get home yesterday? Did you have dinner?""Now it's morning, and you're only concerned about whether I had dinner? Isn't it a bit late for that?" The little guy was quite proud."I'm sorry, really sorry. Mom knows she was wrong. I really for
Lambert had prepared a set of light yellow dress for her, which accentuated her already fair skin, making her look even more delicate.There was still a blush on her face from their previous passionate encounter, and her long black hair hung softly behind her, fresh and pure, like a newly emerged swan, beautiful enough to make Lambert unable to take his eyes off her.Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lydia adjusted the hem of her dress. Her face blushed slightly. "Is it appropriate for me to wear this at my age?""No, it's perfect for you!" He admired her from head to toe with burning eyes, not missing a single detail."Then, shall we go quickly? Wythe must be waiting anxiously." Lydia turned her head slightly, avoiding Lambert's eyes.His deep and scorching gaze seemed to drown her instantly."Just a moment!" Lambert paused, picking up a dry towel he had prepared earlier from the sofa and covered Lydia's head. "Dry your hair before we go. A few minutes won't matter."Lydia felt warm inside,
Wythe stood by the window, watching his mother step out of a luxury car worth millions.Then another man emerged from the car, tall in stature, towering over his mother, who only reached his chin.The man wore a tailored suit, his face handsome, and most importantly, his mother didn't refuse his kiss!Wythe's little face tensed up, his almond-shaped eyes spinning around. His intuition told him that this man must be the Mr. Halsey his mother had mentioned before!Seeing this scene, Wythe couldn't help but sigh.Indeed, the man had a strong presence, no wonder his mother forgot about him! However, as he continued to watch, Wythe furrowed his brows.Huh? Why did he feel like he recognized that man's face?He pressed his face against the window, puzzled.Then it hit him. He understood! That man's face was exactly like what he imagined his own would look like when he grew up!The indifferent and serious expression, the sharp and handsome features, everything looked exactly like himself!Co
A few days later, Saturday, the weather was clear!Early in the morning, Lydia got up. She had an important exhibition today, and a few models were coming over for interviews. The studio had just moved here from Paris, and there was a lot to start anew, so she had been busy lately!After hastily preparing breakfast, Lydia knocked on the door, "Wythe, are you up yet?""Not yet..."Wythe's drowsy voice came from inside. Lydia's eyes softened with indulgence, "Alright, then you can sleep a little longer. It's Saturday anyway, but don't forget to have breakfast. If the milk is cold, you can heat it up again. There are sandwiches on the table. I'm off to the office!""I know! Bye, Mom!" came the soft voice from the room."Bye, sweetheart!"After exchanging greetings with her son, Lydia hurried downstairs.Glancing at the time, she realized she needed to be quicker, or she might miss today's morning meeting.At this moment, Wythe wasn't lying in bed either.He had already gotten up early an
The executives left the conference room one by one, unable to contain their curiosity. Wasn't the child at the reception desk? Let's ask the receptionist to take a photo and send it to the internal staff group.Meanwhile, the receptionist was buzzing with excitement on her phone.Receptionist: Boss's son spotted! Attached is a photo.Finance: Wow! The resemblance is uncanny!Receptionist: He's here with me, looking for his dad, Lambert! He's adorable!Wythe wasn't aware of what the receptionist was discussing with others. He just felt the strange gaze from the pretty lady, but he didn't have the energy to pay much attention to this peculiar lady now.Despite his calm appearance, Wythe was somewhat nervous. Would his dad meet him?At the same time, the subsidiary general manager, Gordon, had also arrived at the reception desk. At the sight of Wythe, one thought occupied his mind: Damn! This kid is definitely the boss's own flesh and blood! There's no way they could look so alike withou