In an elegantly styled café on the second floor of a sophisticated establishment in Nova City, a man and a woman sat in a private room, with two tall bodyguards standing by the door.The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, heavily made-up with a strong scent of cosmetics. Her flaming red lips were pressed into a thin line, showing her impatience. She wore revealing clothing that emphasized her cleavage, and her nails, painted a bold red, tapped the table twice."Are you done yet? You've been looking at that for ages!"Opposite her, a man dressed in a black coat was seriously scrutinizing various documents, trying to reconcile the photos in the files with the flamboyant woman sitting before him. This man was none other than Lambert's father, Odgen, and the files in his hands contained basic information about the woman in front of him.Reportedly, this woman was still a university student, but due to her extravagant spending and vanity, she had unwittingly fallen into debt. Unab
Lambert was discharged from the hospital, and on the day he left, he ran into Lydia and Andrew once again. This time, Verna was clinging to his arm, chattering away with him in an intimate manner, like a couple.Andrew and Lydia, on the other hand, seemed to have just brought food to the hospital. The four of them met at the entrance, and a tense silence settled between them.It was Verna who broke the ice first, smiling at Lydia. “Lydia, what a coincidence! We meet again.”Her smile was bright and sweet, full of youthful energy, making her seem cheerful and approachable.Lydia nodded slightly, with no intention of continuing the conversation. Andrew, however, glared at Lambert, his gaze icy. The atmosphere grew tense, like the calm before a storm.“Lambert, if you have any decency left, you’ll stop harassing Lydia. You should know how despicable your behavior has been. I won’t bring up what happened before, but I don’t want there to be a next time!” Andrew was the first to speak, bre
Lydia's expression dimmed for a moment. As expected, even after she left, Lambert was never short of female companions. Taking a deep breath, Lydia scolded herself for letting her thoughts run wild. Lambert's affairs were no longer her concern. With that, she averted her gaze just as Lambert looked over. When he saw Lydia and Andrew approaching together, his eyes darkened slightly before quickly looking away, though his gaze grew noticeably colder.Noticing Lambert's change in demeanor, Verna followed his line of sight and let out a soft "huh." "Isn't that Lydia? Lambert, do you want to go over and say hello?"Lambert replied coolly, "No need."Verna seemed a bit regretful and kept glancing in Lydia's direction. Horace teased, "Verna, are you jealous?"Verna rolled her eyes, unable to suppress a grin. "Why would I be jealous? I'm the one with him now, aren't I?""Good point. As Lambert's current girlfriend, you really don't need to be concerned about an ex-wife," Horace joked. Verna e
This was the opportunity Clay had been waiting for. When he saw Lydia step out onto the balcony alone for some fresh air, he knew his moment had come. Even the "accidental" spill of red wine on Andrew had been orchestrated by him through a minor celebrity he had enlisted.The time had come!Lydia, on the other hand, was desperately searching for a way to escape. She had few options at hand, except… a glass of red wine. Perhaps, she could make use of it.Suppressing the nausea in her stomach, Lydia forced a smile at Clay. "Clay, what a chance encounter. Since you're so eager to spend time with me, I wouldn’t want to spoil the mood. But don’t you think doing something like this in such a public place might be a bit… inappropriate?"Her voice was deliberately ambiguous, not outright rejecting Clay’s advances.Clay’s eyes flashed with disdain. No wonder she quickly hooked up with the heir of the SAC Group after her divorce. So, she wasn’t some untouchable ice queen, but a seductive poppy
Lydia gently pushed Lambert's hand away and said, "I'm fine now. Thank you for today. I'll handle the rest on my own. Your girlfriend is here, so you should go take care of whatever you need to."At this point, Verna had also noticed that something was off. She caught a glimpse of a person lying on the balcony and, seeing Lambert's grim expression, immediately understood what had happened. Without another glance, she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look around anymore.Lambert frowned, turned to Verna, and noticed that her figure was similar to Lydia's. He asked, "Do you have a spare dress?"Verna snapped out of her thoughts. "Ah, yes!"Lambert then gently pushed Lydia towards Verna. "Take her to change.""Oh."Verna, still reeling, suddenly realized how she had just behaved like Lambert's lackey. She was his current girlfriend, wasn’t she? She needed to be put in her proper place!After giving his orders, Lambert immediately called Bob. "There's an old man on the balcony. Tak
"Okay, take care of yourself. Remember to call me when you get there, understood?""Got it!"Wythe hung up the phone, eager to call Lambert next. Receiving the call lifted Lambert's spirits significantly, and the frustration he had felt earlier began to dissipate. His son had reached out to him, which made him very happy.Lambert immediately decided to leave the banquet and bid farewell to a few friends before hurrying home.Watching Lambert rush off, Horace couldn't help but tease, "Seeing Lambert being such a devoted father, it's making me want to have a son of my own soon."Lennon glanced at him, "It seems your girlfriend is still hiding somewhere, though!""Well, we're all in the same boat, so don't bring that up. But how's Verna going to get home?"Indeed, because Lambert left in such a hurry, he missed Verna, who had gone to the restroom. When Verna came out, she found her companion had vanished!Verna was speechless, feeling utterly ignored. At the very least, he could have tol
Wythe's small body blended into the darkness as he quickly made his way to Odgen's room. The door was ajar, and the room remained shrouded in darkness. After a moment, Odgen came hurrying toward the room.Wythe's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly hid in a corner, taking advantage of the shadows. He was extremely nervous but also felt a strange thrill, as if he was about to uncover some wrongdoing and expose it himself.In his haste, Odgen failed to notice Wythe hiding in the corner and walked straight into the room. Moments later, voices started to come from inside."Odgen, is it done? When should I go over?" a delicate female voice reached Wythe's ears."Don't be in a hurry. I've already given him the drug. I'll check on him later, and when the effects kick in, I'll have someone notify you. But I won't be coming back. Let me remind you one more time, once the child is born, you take the money and leave. There will be no further contact with our family
"Miss, the master sent me to inform you that the young master is ready for you. You can head over now—it's the second room on the left on this floor. Make sure you don’t go to the wrong room! Also, the master ordered that you’re not allowed to turn on the lights.""I understand!"Heloise adjusted her robe before opening the door and heading toward the room she was instructed to enter. As soon as she pushed the door open, she was enveloped in darkness. However, with the faint moonlight streaming through the window, she quickly adjusted to the dimness. In the distance, she could make out the figure of someone lying on a large European-style bed. Though she couldn’t see the person's face clearly, she noticed that they were in visible discomfort, tossing and turning on the bed.Heloise sneered to herself. It seemed Mr. Halsey was particularly harsh on his son, drugging him so heavily. But this was none of her concern—her task was simply