"Gurgle..."Hearing the sound coming from Wythe's stomach, Lambert couldn't help but want to smirk. The feeling of blood connection was truly wonderful. Looking at this child was like seeing his past and his future!Wythe felt extremely embarrassed as he covered his stomach. It was almost noon now, and he had only eaten a sandwich and drank a glass of milk in the morning. Feeling hungry now was normal!"Let's go, let's have lunch first!"While Wythe awkwardly fumbled, Lambert directly approached and lifted the child. He's quite heavy!It seemed that the mother had raised the child well. Maybe he could double the amount he had originally planned to compensate her with! Anyway, the woman probably had the same goal in mind.In the moment Lambert's strong arms lifted him, Wythe realized the difference between his father and mother.Compared to his mother's soft embrace, his father's embrace was firmer and warmer, with powerful arms. The cool scent of mint was just like what he smelled on
In the elegant café, the air was filled with intoxicating aroma, and the melodious piano music intertwined with the scent of coffee, hovering in this cozy space, making the sunny afternoon all the more delightful.Sitting by the window, a middle-aged man kept glancing towards the entrance.Every time the wind chime hanging on the door rang, he would subconsciously look over, giving the impression that he was awaiting a lover's arrival.But in reality, he was only waiting for his daughter, Lydia.Yes, this man was none other than Lydia's father, Harlan.He had been waiting here for over an hour, his face displaying impatience and restrained anger, though he managed to suppress it when he looked at the documents on the table.Half an hour later, the wind chime at the café's entrance rang again, and Harlan looked up to see a familiar yet distant figure—his daughter, Lydia.Today, Lydia was dressed in professional attire, her long hair elegantly tied up, exuding a savvy and capable demean
"Let go, you're going to break my hand!" Harlan struggled and howled, then started cursing, "Who are you? What's your relationship with my daughter that you're hitting me?"Lambert sneered and released Harlan's wrist.Harlan stumbled, thinking he had freed himself, only to be grabbed by a tall man behind Lambert, his loyal bodyguard, Bob."You're hitting my girlfriend, so naturally, it concerns me! But since you claim to be Lydia's father, I can't lay a hand on you myself. Bob, TAKE CARE OF him."As a longtime bodyguard to Lambert, Bob understood what to do with just a glance from his boss. He lifted Harlan and headed toward the alley behind the café.Harlan was about to yell when a sharp pain shot through him. His jaw was dislocated, his eyes widened in realization of the trouble he was in. Who was this cold-hearted man? When did Lydia get involved with such a person?Before Harlan could make sense of it, a barrage of punches rained down on him. He felt pain all over his body, but he
Silent all the way, Lambert dropped Lydia off, and the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.Lydia felt inexplicably disappointed. She hadn't meant to, but something felt off. Suddenly, thoughts of Wythe crossed her mind.Fidgeting with her phone, Lydia debated whether she should call and apologize.Although Lambert hadn't said anything, she felt like she had hurt him."Mom! You've been staring at your phone for half an hour. Are you going to make a call?" Wythe's voice snapped Lydia back to reality.She awkwardly tucked her phone into her pocket. "No, I was just checking the time. Are you hungry?"Wythe squinted slightly, sensing that something was off. His mom had seemed distracted since she got back today, and her mood didn't seem great.Was it something to do with Dad?After a moment of thought, Wythe reached into Lydia's pocket and took out her phone. "Mom, you go cook. I'll hold onto your phone."Lydia paused, "Okay, but no games. They're bad for your eyes.""I know."As Lydia headed
A week later, at the headquarters of G Group, Harlan, accompanied by Ron and Maggie, quietly entered the company through a side door.Inside the door, a middle-aged man in his fifties had obviously been waiting for a long time.Seeing Harlan and his companions appear, the man hurriedly approached them. "Sir, you finally came. You had me worried sick. I thought the plan was canceled!"This man was Kent, the CFO of G Group, and also the "inside man" buried by Harlan and his team within the company.Previously, with the help of the prominent lawyer Kevin, Lydia successfully reclaimed her mother's inheritance and inherited the renamed G Group.Lydia managed to find a highly reputable manager to assist her in running the company, and immediately restructured the entire organization, replacing almost all the top executives who were formerly allied with Harlan and his team.However, Lydia chose not to touch Kent. Firstly, the company's finances required meticulous scrutiny, and Kent had pers
Seeing Harlan stumbling, Maggie quickly went forward to support him, casting a look of resentment and bitterness towards Lydia."Lydia, how could you do this? He's your father!"Lydia sneered at her. "Who gave you the right to speak? What are you? Just a bastard daughter, making a scene here?"Maggie's face flushed with anger. "Lydia! You've gone too far! We're talking about Dad here. Stop bringing up irrelevant things!""Is he mute? Does he need you to speak for him?""I'm Dad's daughter too. Why can't I speak for him? Moreover, you slandered Dad, even disregarding family ties to drag him into court. Can't others say a word about it?"Lydia looked at Maggie, full of righteous indignation. "Whether he's been slandered, you know in your heart. As for your words, save them for the courtroom. I can't wait to hear what you'll say there!"Maggie was at a loss for words, enraged, wanting to grab Lydia's face, but Lydia suddenly pushed her away. "Maggie, don't blame me for not warning you. I
A pair of slender legs, wrapped in straight trousers, stepped out of the car first. Then, a chill breeze greeted, yet it was oddly refreshing.The newcomer had a cold and aloof demeanor, with tightly pursed lips and sharp eyes that seemed to pierce through one's soul, making people inexplicably tremble with fear.Lambert got out of the car and slowly walked towards Lydia. His icy gaze fell on Ron like a knife, and his cold voice carried an air of undeniable authority."Let her go!"Ron's heart skipped a beat. The intense pressure made his legs tremble, but he still mustered the courage to face Lambert head-on. "Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"Lambert narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze lowering, his deep eyes glancing at Ron. "Do you know who you're talking to?"Ron felt his hair stand on end. The intense anger in the man's eyes seemed to indicate that he could send Ron to his grave with just a look!He clenched his fists, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He was sho
Lydia didn't think much of it, simply nodding slightly."It's a good thing you showed up in time today. I never expected Ron to become so shameless. Not long ago, he was swearing that Maggie was the one he loved the most. Now, he's playing this game. It's disgusting!"Seeing Lambert silent, Lydia felt a bit embarrassed. "Sorry for letting you hear all that.""It's okay!" But he wouldn't let Ron off easy!Lambert lowered his gaze, a cold light flashing in his eyes.Lydia thought he didn't want to hear about it, so she didn't say anything else.Music flowed gently. Lydia nestled obediently in Lambert's arms and drifted off to sleep, feeling the warmth of his embrace. When she woke up, the car had stopped in front of an antique-style restaurant.A warm breath brushed against Lydia's lips briefly before departing.A voice, as melodious as a cello, followed, "Awake? Let's get off the car!"Lydia looked up and saw the sign "Eleganza" hanging in front of her.She was surprised. She had heard