"Lydia might not want to see me right now. The last time I dropped you off, she got mad and kicked me out..." Lambert expressed his woes without pressure, hoping Wythe could come up with a solution.Wythe frowned upon reading the message. Adults were such contradictory creatures; why pretend to be indifferent when they clearly cared about each other?Sigh! Adults were truly hard to understand!"Dad, you could message her directly. Mom has a soft heart; maybe after a few messages, she'll start chatting with you!"Wythe's suggestion sparked an idea in Lambert. If Lydia could support him under a pseudonym, why couldn't he do the same to communicate with her? Perhaps they could create some sparks together.With this resolve, Lambert was about to set up a fake account when suddenly, the office door swung open, and Ivan rushed in, looking anxious."Boss, we've got a problem!"Lambert's heart sank but quickly steadied; it seemed Rein was up to something again."Calm down and tell me what hap
A sharp-eyed reporter immediately recognized Lambert, and soon, a crowd surrounded him, even the workers rising to hear what he had to say.Especially the family of the injured worker rushed to the front when they learned Lambert was coming. If Ivan hadn't intervened, the woman might have grabbed Lambert by his clothes!"You heartless boss! My husband was killed because of you! You'll pay for this!"Tears and mucus streaked down the woman's face as she wept, her expression both sorrowful and disheveled."Ma'am, we are currently investigating the cause of the accident. Rest assured, our company will not abandon you," Ivan tried to reason with her."What's there to investigate? It's clear your company cut corners for profit, using substandard materials! Otherwise, how could the steel have broken?"Her relentless accusations caused doubts to arise among those present about Universal Conglomerate. What she said made sense—if the materials were sound, how could such an accident happen, esp
Odgen let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction. "What? You create this mess and expect me to clean it up? Lambert, listen closely you must resolve this issue within a day! Otherwise, you will bear the full brunt of the company's losses!"He didn't see any fault in his own behavior, only that his son was incompetent, and he had no desire to help.Ever since his wife's death, his heart had drifted away from the company, leaving him increasingly extreme in his views.After hanging up, Heloise quickly brought him a glass of water. "Odgen, don't get upset. It's not worth ruining your health over this. Lambert is still too young; without your guidance, how can he handle things properly?"Her gentle tone was that of a virtuous woman, like a delicate white lotus.Heloise's words calmed Odgen's anger considerably; he was swayed by her charm. "You're right. I never expected Lambert to become so unreliable. I thought it was just his emotional stubbornness, but now it seems his work is suffering t
What Lambert feared was precisely what the senior executives at Universal Conglomerate were worried about. It wasn't just Lambert anymore; the upper management was doing everything they could to minimize the company's losses.No one had expected that a minor accident and an internal leak could lead to such a massive upheaval.However, despite all their efforts, progress seemed minimal. Some of the senior staff tried to contact Odgen, hoping he could leverage his connections to help the company, only to find out that his phone was turned off.Lambert later received a message on his voicemail, saying that Odgen had gone on vacation abroad with Heloise. Of all the times to leave, they chose to go when the company needed them most. This left everyone utterly disappointed with the chairman."What is the meaning of this? This is just too disappointing!"To make matters worse, the Arliss family, usually close allies of the Halsey family, had not immediately stepped up to offer support but in
The man at the front, covered in blood, bore a striking resemblance to Solomon, who stood beside Hiram. Desperately, he kowtowed to Hiram, pleading for his life.Hiram raised his cane and struck him hard across the face, leaving a bloody gash on his once-clean cheek."Now you realize your mistake? Too late for that! I never imagined someone so useless could come from the Arliss family.""Useless? Everything I did, I did for the family!" The man suddenly shouted at Hiram, his eyes filled with anger and resentment. "I'm your grandson too! Why do the others get the family's protection, but not me? You favor the eldest son—fine, I can accept that. But Solomon? You gave him the most important assets! And me? I get nothing!"Years of pent-up frustration exploded like a volcano. Hiram was shocked that he dared to speak to him this way—an absolute outrage."You got nothing because you're not capable! Think about it. Didn't I give you control of the entertainment business? And what did you do
Lydia's expression softened a little. "It's okay. Lambert just needs some time and public support. Right now, public opinion is overwhelmingly against the Halsey family and Universal Conglomerate, and things are looking bleak."To help Lambert, she, who had always been thin-skinned, was willing to go all out.Hiram was still hesitating, but Thera stepped forward, massaging his shoulders as she pleaded, "Grandpa, just agree to it. Lydia rarely asks for anything. Besides, you've accepted plenty of gifts from her. How can you sit back and do nothing now?"Hiram chuckled helplessly, "Alright, alright. You've really got me. Actually, Lambert called earlier too. I've been hesitating, but now, for Lydia's sake, I'll agree to help."As Hiram spoke, he shot a glance at his butler, who quickly understood and left to handle the matter. Lydia was immensely grateful, her eyes welling up with tears.It wasn't until they left the Arliss residence that Lydia final
"Damn it! Damn it!" Rein angrily smashed the cup, sending shards of glass scattering across the floor. His face was twisted with rage, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Sir, please calm down. Now is not the time to lose your temper. Besides, the game isn't over yet, so there's no need to be this upset." In contrast, Ben remained much calmer. Perhaps feeling he shouldn't let Ben outshine him, Rein gradually calmed down as well. After all, it wasn't over yet. Who knew who would win in the end? What was he even worried about? "Thanks for the reminder. We still have our second move!" ... While Rein and his team fumed over their setbacks, Lambert personally arrived at the Arliss house, bearing gifts to express his gratitude. This time, Hiram didn't refuse to see him. He immediately had Lambert shown into the Arliss family's living room. In the elegantly decorated room, Hiram sat on
In her flustered state, Lydia didn't notice Lambert's grip was tight, and with a painful cry, the door didn't close immediately; instead, it pressed against Lambert's hand.Seeing Lambert crouching down, clutching his hand in pain, Lydia's own emotions were pushed aside as she hurriedly reached for his arm. "Are you okay? Should we go to the hospital? It would be terrible if your hand got crushed!"She was extremely anxious, her worry palpable.Their bond was deep, and despite Lambert's forehead sweating from the pain, seeing Lydia so concerned made him feel a rush of warmth. She genuinely cared about him!When Lambert remained silent for a long moment, Lydia felt herself on the brink of tears. She cautiously held his hand, trying to see how badly he was hurt, but Lambert wouldn't let her look."Lambert, show me your hand. If it's serious, we need to go to the hospital right now!"Lambert managed to regain his composure and wrapped his arm a
"Lambert, at this rate, you could almost switch careers to become a nanny!" Horace teased, noticing how expertly Lambert cradled the baby.Unfazed by his friend's jest, Lambert beamed with happiness. "You wouldn't understand if you don't have kids. Once you get married, you'll know. This is my legacy, and I didn't get to care for Wythe when he was a baby, so I'm determined to be hands-on with Candice."No one could truly grasp this sense of compensation!Horace rolled his eyes, clearly at a loss for words. It was pointless to engage with someone so enamored with fatherhood.While the men gathered to chat, Thera leaned closer to Lydia and whispered, "So, Lydia, are you really back together with Lambert?"Lydia nodded. "Yeah. After everything that happened, I realized I need to cherish every single day. And Lambert is sincere—I can feel it.""That's great!" Thera sighed in relief, finally putting her worries to rest."What about you, Thera? I see you and Andrew getting along quite well!
At this moment, Lambert felt completely at ease. It seemed that Lydia's earlier words were not just talk; she was genuinely ready to give them a chance!A smile crept onto Lambert's lips, but there was no time to think of anything else; he needed to take care of their baby, Wythe. Thanks to the maternal training classes he had attended with Lydia, he had learned a lot about caring for newborns. Gently, he picked up his daughter and quickly checked her diaper, only to find that she had wet it.With nimble hands, he changed her diaper, and the little one fell back asleep. Looking at her innocent face, Lambert's heart melted. This was his child, the result of his and Lydia's love.The baby slept soundly, and Wythe had been temporarily taken away by Bob, who had come to deliver some items. Now, only Lambert and Lydia remained in the room, but Lydia, having slept quite a bit earlier, was no longer drowsy."Are you still feeling unwell?" Seeing Lydia frown slightly, Lambert asked with conce
Lambert glanced at his son's disapproving expression and was momentarily at a loss. "Wythe, you might've looked even more wrinkled than her when you were born, yet look at you now—a handsome young man," he teased, smiling at his daughter. Though wrinkly, he found her to be the most beautiful and precious little girl.Wythe huffed proudly, his lips in a slight pout. "I wasn't this ugly! Besides, you didn't see me when I was a baby." A hint of sadness crossed his face; he hadn't been as lucky as his sister—he hadn't had his dad by his side when he was born.Hearing the touch of bitterness in his son's voice, Lambert immediately understood. Wythe was jealous, understandably so. For all his maturity, Wythe was still just a child. For his first five or six years, he had only his mother and no father. He often envied kids with both parents, and when Lydia finally returned home, her on-again, off-again relationship with Lambert had left Wythe hurt and forced him to grow up faster than other
Lambert paced restlessly in the hallway, nearly losing his mind. Every moment was agonizing, with Lydia's screams from the delivery room piercing his heart. He prided himself on being strong, yet in that instant, he felt an overwhelming urge to flee, especially as her cries of pain echoed through. Angry at himself, he slapped his own face—Lydia was suffering because of him, and he'd never realized how terrifying childbirth could be."Calm down. This is what childbirth is like," a woman nearby said kindly. She was the mother of a little girl, and both she and her husband couldn't help but notice how visibly nervous Lambert was. "You've been through this once before, so you should be able to handle it," she added."Why isn't it over yet? Is she in danger?" Lambert's mind was in turmoil, fighting the urge to rush inside and see Lydia himself.The little girl's father stepped in, attempting to reassure him. "You and your family will be just fine," he said. The man recalled his own frantic
At that moment, Lydia was on the verge of total collapse, as if her entire world had crumbled in an instant, and sorrow overwhelmed her.What had she done? What had she been doing these past days?She had been recklessly indulging in Lambert's affection, without any sense of gratitude or restraint. Now, she regretted her actions deeply. If only she had known this day would come, she would never have argued with Lambert or dismissed his love and efforts out of a misguided sense of pride.All she wanted was for him to be safe, to live happily with her and their children, never to be apart.Lydia's vision blurred as she stood in shock, unable to step closer to the crowd to confirm what had happened. But through a gap, she caught sight of a blood-red stain spreading across the ground. The sight was so jarring that it felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest."Mom, are you okay?"Wythe ran over, panting, to see Lydia sitting dazed on the ground, staring at the red stain in
Lambert's words made Wythe roll his eyes, secretly exasperated. What was going on with his dad? Wasn't everything decided? Why was he suddenly backing out at the last moment?Men! Their thoughts are just impossible to figure out!Lambert had indeed changed his mind unexpectedly. He didn't want to deceive Lydia, even if it was just a harmless joke. Something about it felt wrong. Even if it was to bring them closer, lying to her didn't seem right.Wythe's plan had been simple he wanted Lambert to stage an accident, making it seem like he'd been hit by a car. He was certain his mom would show her true feelings; if she still cared for him, there was no way she'd just stand by. It was a good plan, but now that the moment had come, Lambert didn't want to test Lydia this way.People's feelings shouldn't be tested.Wythe grew increasingly anxious. They'd prepared everything, but now his dad was retreating? That wasn't like him at all! Taking advantage of n
Half a month had passed since Lydia's last check-up. Lambert continued caring for Lydia with the same attentiveness, unbothered by her cold attitude towards him. Although her indifference saddened him, he was undeterred; his determination grew in the face of difficulty, a testament to his personality.But little Wythe had had enough. He felt it was time to give his parents a nudge towards reconciliation. Yes, it was his turn to step up!So, one morning, when Lambert went out early to buy groceries as usual, Wythe found an excuse to tag along. Lydia didn't think much of it; over time, she had noticed Lambert's earnest efforts and couldn't deny feeling somewhat touched, even if her heart remained conflicted. Deep down, she feared reopening herself to love, only to be hurt again.After all, "Once bitten, twice shy," as they say. Lydia never saw herself as particularly brave—in fact, in love, she was timid and afraid. She longed for a peaceful, uncomplicated l
Once, Lydia believed she and Lambert would grow old together, inseparable and loyal. But her genuine love had only brought repeated hurt and disappointment. That's why she had fled Nova City, leaving behind everyone she knew, so this time, she refused to open her heart again.Lambert sighed, his tone gentle. He knew Lydia wouldn't easily open up to him again, but he didn't mind; he was willing to wait. Determined, he led her to the prenatal clinic, aware of the many tests ahead—ultrasounds, blood tests, monitoring the baby's heartbeat—a series of over ten examinations. Each department was exceptionally busy, requiring an immense amount of patience.Throughout, Lambert remained unwaveringly attentive, showing no sign of impatience. He stayed by Lydia's side with the eager anticipation of any expectant father, his heart fully in it.Before the ultrasound, Lydia needed to drink water, but Lambert, inexperienced in these matters, hadn't prepared any. She didn't feel inclined to remind him
Happiness, it seems, makes people wish the same for those around them. Like the husband in the next hospital bed—he had the sense to keep quiet the moment he sensed the tension between Lydia and Lambert.Lambert didn't seem to mind Lydia's sudden outburst. He simply took off his suit jacket, now stained with soup, and said regretfully, "The soup spilled, Lydia. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer. I'll have someone bring a new one right away! Why not have a piece of cake to tide you over?"Lambert's calm demeanor only made Lydia feel as if her anger was landing on nothing but soft cotton, frustrating her even more. What was Lambert up to? Was he mocking her on purpose?It was infuriating!Lydia knew her emotions were out of sorts lately. Ever since Lambert left, she hadn't had much of an appetite. When she found out his trip was delayed, everything around her began to irritate her. It was as though a cloud of anger clogged her heart, but she couldn't find a way to let it ou