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
Once Lydia calmed down, she realized Lambert had already come in. Given Wythe's presence, it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to leave.Seizing the moment, Wythe turned to Lydia and said, "Mom, can I stay with you tonight?"Lydia nodded without hesitation. "Of course you can! Where else would you stay?"As she spoke, she shot a glance at Lambert, her eyes clearly indicating that she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. He was just too much to deal with.Unfortunately, Lambert didn't take the hint and instead asked, "Lydia, you only have a small bed here. Wythe won't fit; I think he should stay at my place."Although it was just next door, Lambert's place was vastly different—a spacious two-hundred-square-meter apartment with three bedrooms and two living areas, while Lydia's was only about ninety. As soon as he moved in, Lambert had redecorated one of the rooms specifically for Lydia.Before Lydia could respond, Wythe looked at
No matter how upset Lydia felt, Lambert followed her like a shadow. However, he managed to avoid any more foolish actions after their earlier confrontation, even going so far as to apologize.He was humble, hoping to cheer her up, but she remained as cold as ice, leaving him in despair."Dad, I've arrived at Y City Airport! Come pick me up!"When Lambert received Wythe's call, he felt like a savior had arrived. Ever since their argument over Lydia's job, she hadn't spoken to him at all. Initially, she wouldn't let him in, and now she didn't even open the door. If she saw it was him through the peephole, she would resolutely stay inside!With that attitude, even Lambert's best efforts were useless.Wythe's arrival was the perfect catalyst to break the deadlock. Delighted, Lambert headed straight to the airport after dropping off Lydia's meal, as usual.Meanwhile, Lydia was fuming at the sight of meals consistently hanging on her door. She cou
Lambert presented himself as refined, but his underlying dominance was unmistakable. "That's not the case, Principal. I'm just worried about Lydia's health. She's pregnant, and she's caring for a class full of four- and five-year-olds. If something were to happen, it could be very dangerous for her."The principal furrowed her brow, eyeing him curiously. His concern seemed more like that of a family member than a parent. "While your point is valid, we've already considered this. Surely, you wouldn't expect her to be dismissed? After all, maternity leave is an option now...""Maternity leave is limited," Lambert replied firmly. "Besides, you must know that Lydia can't stay here forever."The principal felt uneasy. Lambert's demeanor and attire suggested he was no ordinary individual; why would he want his family working in such a small place? Something felt off."On what grounds are you so sure?" she asked.Lambert responded with unwavering confiden
Meanwhile, Lydia was feeling quite emotional in her room. The impact of seeing Lambert, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, was overwhelming. He had lost quite a bit of weight, and from his words, it seemed he had been eager to find her ever since he left.It would be a lie to say she wasn't touched; he truly cared about her. She had always held onto him in her heart and never let go. However, the idea of going back because of this was unlikely; after all, she was a stubborn person, and once she made a decision, it wasn't easy to change her mind.Lydia hoped that Lambert would take the hint and leave soon so her life could return to normal. Otherwise, her heart would be in turmoil!As Lambert, whom Lydia hoped would leave, was knocking on the door next door, an elderly man in his sixties opened it, eyeing Lambert suspiciously.Lambert straightened his clothes and spoke with a gentle tone, "Hello, I'm Lambert. The thing is..."Lydia, completely obl
Using their son as a shield might seem a bit embarrassing, but it was undeniably effective. Sure enough, upon hearing Wythe's name, Lydia paused her resistance to Lambert. She struggled to move her legs and began to make her way toward her home.What should have been a short ten-minute walk turned into a half-hour ordeal due to Lydia's difficulty in moving. During this time, she even awkwardly made a trip to the restroom. As she entered the later stages of her pregnancy, not only had her legs swollen, but her trips to the bathroom had also increased significantly. Just moments ago, she had finished a latte, which made the situation even more awkward—suddenly needing to find a restroom while walking.Lambert, while unaware of the many inconveniences pregnancy could bring, couldn't help but feel like a negligent husband and father as he watched Lydia struggle. He realized he knew nothing about what she was going through. Seeing her in such discomfort made his heart
Lambert closed his eyes, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. He had truly found Lydia!"Sorry, Lydia, I think I got a bit carried away!"Could this be a dream? If it is, he hoped he'd never wake up.Lydia was at a loss for words. This wasn't just being a bit excited; he was clearly overwhelmed!She decided to change the subject. "Lambert, how's Wythe doing?" Her son was the person she cared about most, and the one she felt she owed the most to."He's fine, but he really misses you. I didn't expect that after all this time, you wouldn't even call once."Hearing this, Lydia lowered her head, guilt washing over her. In some ways, she knew she hadn't been a very good mother. She had neglected her son for her own feelings."I'm sorry..."Lambert sighed softly, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "You don't need to apologize, Lydia. It's all my fault. If I hadn't misunderstood you, you wouldn't have felt the need to leave Nov
Debby felt a sudden jolt, her ears turning bright red. Being caught doing something wrong and exposed in public was a uniquely uncomfortable experience."Uh, I..."Lambert's heart raced. Could it be that he finally found the right place? Was Lydia really at this kindergarten?Fearing he might startle her, he spoke gently, his tone patient. "Debby, there's been a misunderstanding between Lydia and me. I care about her deeply, and I can't lose her. I don't know how you've interpreted our situation, but as her friend, I assume you want her to be happy too?"Debby hesitated at his words. Was this man truly a scoundrel? Upon reflection, Lydia had only mentioned that she had divorced her partner and left Nova City due to some circumstances. She had never spoken ill of her ex-husband, so perhaps she had misjudged him?Debby's expression shifted, yet she still seemed unsure. Lambert seized the moment to ask, "Debby, Lydia hasn't left, has she?""How
Lydia could hardly believe her ears, but Debby wouldn't lie to her. So, Lambert had really come looking for her.Her emotions were a whirlwind. It had been nearly five months since she left. During this time, she had come to Y City alone, found a job at a kindergarten, and gradually found some peace.Being away from the chaos allowed Lydia to reflect on herself, and she realized that the situation with Lambert wasn't entirely his fault. While he sometimes acted presumptuously, his intentions were good—he always acted out of concern for himself. Each argument only chipped away at their relationship.No bond can withstand constant fighting.Lost in thought, Lydia absentmindedly traced her fingers over her phone screen. Should she reach out to Lambert? According to Debby, he was probably headed to Rong City.She lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes casting shadows over her troubled eyes. When she first heard that Lambert was looking for her, her
As Lambert stepped out of the apartment, a lost look lingered in his eyes. For the past few months, he had been caught in a cycle of hope and disappointment almost every single day.He should have been used to it by now, but each time he felt let down, hurt, and increasingly restless. The longer the search went on, the more he worried about whether he would ever find Lydia."Hey, don't be too downcast. Finding someone is like this; as long as you persevere, you will eventually locate them!"Lambert nodded at her comforting words, knowing well that now wasn't the time to give up."Lambert, since you haven't found her yet, what's your next move?"He frowned slightly. "I think I'll stay here for a while. According to the information my friend gave me, there might be another Lydia in City Y."She sighed. "You really have it tough. How long do you think it will take to find her? It's like searching for a needle in a haystack!""It's okay;