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
Seeing Lydia silent, Lambert reluctantly let go of her shoulders, his expression falling into disappointment.After a long pause, he chuckled self-deprecatingly. "I really was being delusional. Your life seems pretty good as it is, especially with someone like Andrew around. Why would you ever think of leaving with me?"He had thought that her efforts to help him stemmed from lingering feelings for him. But now he realized there was too much standing between them.Lydia wanted to argue, to clarify, but the words stuck in her throat. If he had already misunderstood, what was the point of explaining?This thought only deepened her frustration. "Look, even though you say nice things, it doesn't change the fact that you don't truly believe in me. You think the person I love is Andrew."With that realization, Lydia's demeanor grew colder. "If you understand that, then good. You don't need to dwell on the past. I told you, it wasn't for you."Lamb
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;
Upon seeing the information, Lambert felt as though he'd been tirelessly searching, only to stumble upon the answer effortlessly.Watching him hold the household registry, his hands trembling, the elderly woman knew that this young man truly loved his wife. She couldn't help but sigh. Why couldn't people just talk things out calmly instead of storming off? When this Lambert finally found his wife, she made a mental note to have a good talk with her. After all, finding someone who genuinely loves you these days isn't easy, especially someone as handsome and devoted as him.As she shared more advice, Lambert listened attentively. A couple of hours later, there he was, standing outside apartment 803 of Building 6, disguised in a delivery uniform, complete with a sunhat and a package in hand.*Ding dong, ding dong...*Lambert stood at the door, feeling anxious. He feared the person inside wouldn't be Lydia, but also worried they wouldn't answer at all.
The intense longing Lambert felt was like ants gnawing at his heart—an unbearable pain that consumed him. Yet, this separation made him realize even more clearly how deeply Lydia had become a part of his life. Without her, he felt utterly lost, as though she had completely permeated his existence without him even noticing.After a brief rest, Lambert began his search for information. He quietly arrived at the neighborhood where one of the pregnant women named Lydia was living and started asking around about her."You seem unfamiliar. You're not from around here, are you?" An elderly woman approached him, curiosity in her eyes.Lambert's heart leaped at the question. He had been wondering how to start the conversation, and now someone had given him the perfect opportunity. "You've got a sharp eye, ma'am. I'm new here.""I thought so! We don't usually see such a handsome young man in our neighborhood," the woman commented."Are you here for work, or are you planning to settle down? You
Lambert knelt down, meeting Wythe's eyes, and asked gently, "Wythe, are you sure this is what you want? Staying here while we're away—won't you feel lonely?"Though Wythe didn't want to be separated from his father, he wanted even more for his dad to focus fully on finding his mom, so they could all be together again. There's a saying about temporary separation being for a longer reunion—something like that."If I miss you, I can always call or video chat! Don't worry, Dad, I'm all grown up now—I won't embarrass you!"Lambert ruffled Wythe's hair, pride swelling in his chest. "You'll always be my best son! Both your mom and I are so proud of you."Wythe blushed a little. "Dad, don't praise me in front of everyone like this, I might actually get too proud!"Thera, standing nearby, burst into laughter at his bashful expression and swooped in to pick him up, giving him a playful kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry, Lambert. I've got Wythe covered. He'll be just fine with me."Andrew chimed i
Lambert carefully tucked Wythe into bed before solemnly opening the letter Lydia had left behind."...Lambert, by the time you read this letter, I'll probably already be in another city. I'm not sure if we'll ever see each other again.Sometimes, I wonder how we ended up like this. We once loved each other so deeply, but now, we've only caused each other endless pain.There's nothing going on between Andrew and me. I don't know if you'll believe me when I say this, but when I first found out I was pregnant again, I wanted to tell you the truth. Sadly, it seemed like you weren't willing to listen.I tried, again and again, to get back together with you, but no matter how hard I tried, it felt like we were two parallel lines—never to intersect again.Lambert, I don't know if I'm making the right decision, or even why I'm doing this. I just know that if I stayed in Nova City, I would lose my mind. So I've decided to leave. I need to find a place where no one knows me, and I don't know an