Odgen, though furious, couldn't refute Lambert. The information he received confirmed that Lambert had rescued the woman but hadn't stayed with her, merely placing her in a hotel room.This restraint was the only thing that kept Odgen somewhat satisfied; otherwise, Lambert would have faced more than just a forehead injury.Odgen's anger gradually subsided, but his attitude remained stern. Lydia was a thorn in his heart, a constant reminder of his wife's innocent death."I warn you, this better not happen again! Whatever that woman encounters is her own business and has nothing to do with our family. And you are not to use the company's resources because of her.""As long as you don't target her, I won't intervene either," Lambert insisted. He could avoid meeting Lydia and even try to give up his feelings for her, but he couldn't stand by and watch her get hurt.Odgen gritted his teeth. "Fine! I promise not to go after her intentionally, but you better keep your promise. Now, kneel bef
"Yes, sir!"Before long, Lydia, who was in a stalemate with the bodyguards at the entrance, saw a familiar figure approaching.Her face lit up with recognition. Bob, Lambert's personal bodyguard, was someone she was very familiar with. Did this mean Lambert already knew they were here?"Lydia, come with me for now. Don’t block the entrance."Bob’s tone was much kinder than the stiff formality of the other bodyguards. He was clearly more compassionate.Lydia hesitated, but Bob continued, "Lydia, even if you don’t think about yourself, consider the child. Standing here and being mocked isn’t good for him."Lydia looked down at Wythe and saw the suppressed anger in his eyes, undoubtedly from hearing the surrounding whispers.She felt a pang of guilt and decided not to insist further, following Bob to the side.Despite moving away from the entrance, Lydia still attracted many eyes, especially from media reporters.Had the Halsey family not strictly forbidden photos and videos, this scene
Lydia screamed hysterically, her expression one of pure anguish.Seeing her in such pain, Lambert felt as if his heart were being pricked by countless needles.“Let me tell you the reason!”A deep, hoarse middle-aged voice abruptly interrupted them.Upon seeing the newcomer, Lambert’s face grew even darker.His gaze fell on Bob not far away. Hadn’t he warned Bob not to let his father know that Lydia was here?Bob looked conflicted. He had indeed tried to block the news, but with so many people attending today, it was inevitable that two women discussing Lydia’s presence were overheard by Ogden, which is why he came out.Ogden's sudden appearance left Lydia momentarily stunned. She pursed her lips and called out, “Father...”“We’re not that close! Besides, Lambert was right before. Our family doesn’t welcome you. When Nydia was alive, she often criticized you, but I never expected you to be so ruthless. You murderer, how dare you show your face here?”Ogden's words ignited a flurry of
Lydia, not wanting to see Andrew in a difficult position, pursed her lips and gave Lambert one last, lingering look before turning to Andrew. “Let’s go, Andrew.”Andrew felt a surge of joy, his eyes brightening, but Lydia and her son's spirits were low.Watching Lydia and Andrew leave together, Lambert could only close his eyes in pain before quickly regaining his composure.Ogden glanced at him dismissively. “It’s for the best. At least now you won’t have to use the excuse of visiting the child to secretly meet that woman. I’m doing you a favor!”Lambert lowered his gaze, a flicker of light in his eyes.After a long pause, he softly replied, “I understand, Dad. The funeral is about to start. Let’s go inside.”Ogden gave Lambert a deep look, unsure if Lambert truly didn’t care.On the other side, Lydia returned to the villa with Andrew, looking lost.She had hoped to have a proper conversation with Lambert today and possibly clear up past misunderstandings, but he didn’t even give her
In a luxurious hotel, Lydia hurriedly searched for the room number on her phone. She had long golden hair, dressed in a black dress. Unlike her usual preference for a natural look, she wore light makeup today.Her beautiful and gentle face was adorned with a faint smile of happiness, her heart beating wildly, and her cheeks flushed with excitement.Today was Lydia and her husband Ron's first wedding anniversary, a very important day for Lydia. Because today, she would truly become Ron's wife!Yes, although Lydia had been married to Ron for a year, they hadn't had any intimate contact yet. Ron's attitude towards her had always been lukewarm, which made her feel uneasy.But yesterday, Ron suddenly called and invited her for a date. She believed that everything would be different from today onwards!Standing at the door of room 306, Lydia took a deep breath, tidied her slightly messy hair, and smiled as she raised her hand to knock on the door.The door opened, revealing a familiar and h
Lydia subconsciously reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve. Her vision began to blur, and she felt like a drowning person grasping onto a floating reed unwilling to let go.Lambert lowered his head and saw a pair of stubborn yet bewildered eyes. The woman's face was flushed suspiciously, her torn strap and her current expression made Lambert quickly understand the situation.She must have been drugged!Seeing Lambert's furrowed brow, the bodyguard standing not far behind him quickly stepped forward, pulling the woman who was still grabbing onto his clothes away. At the same time, he broke out in a cold sweat, realizing he had just failed in his duty.His boss was not someone to be trifled with. Those who offended him usually had only one outcome: death."Bit*h, stop right there!" The man with a hand covering his head came over, and upon seeing Lambert standing in front of Lydia, he angrily questioned, "Who are you? Mind your own business!"Lambert's expression darkened, and he orde
The morning sunlight streamed through the window mullions, casting gentle rays onto the hotel's large bed, adding a peaceful aura to the sleeping woman. Lydia was awakened by the sound of the phone, slowly opening her eyes to find herself unclothed. Her head still felt heavy with sleep, but her current situation sparked a subconscious sense of fear.After a series of annoying phone rings, she heard a sexy, husky voice, "Hello? It's me!"The unfamiliar voice startled Lydia awake from her daze. Memories of her unconscious state flooded back, causing her fair face to instantly drain of color! She seemed to have been drugged yesterday! And apparently ended up in bed with a stranger!Lydia's expression was filled with uncertainty. She had been celebrating her wedding anniversary with Ron yesterday. How could a sleazy man break in, and that glass of red wine felt suspicious.A thought kept recurring in Lydia's mind, but she couldn't bring herself to believe it. She took a deep breath, bitin
"Ron!"Lydia gnashed her teeth as she uttered the name. Compared to Maggie, who always liked to compete with her for things, Ron's betrayal cut her even deeper!Lydia's sudden appearance momentarily stunned the two people on the sofa who were engaging in their daytime debauchery. However, being shameless people by nature, they merely paused briefly when Lydia opened the door, quickly returning to their calm demeanor.Maggie leisurely dismounted from Ron's body, even giving Lydia a disdainful glance, before walking naturally into their bedroom to change clothes.Seeing Maggie's familiar appearance shattered the last trace of hope in Lydia's heart. She was indeed foolish! Maggie was so familiar with this place, indicating she had been here more than once! She even seemed more like the host of this house than Lydia herself!Ron showed no intention of avoiding the situation. He casually lit a cigarette, reclining on the sofa, exhaling smoke clouds, and spoke with extreme disdain, "What's