Naturally, he was indebted to the person who had saved his life.Christopher's hardened heart began to soften. He wiped her tears away. "Don't cry. I never said I wouldn't marry you."Talia buried her face in his arms. An uncontrollable grin replaced her previous sobbing.'I knew it! That incident would do wonders every time I brought it up!'Her eyes reddened. Tugging his sleeve, she asked, "So, about the engagement next month..."Christopher gave a sincere pledge, "I'll make sure of it. Don't worry."Talia felt a big burden being taken off her shoulders. She broke into a charming grin."We haven't decided on a wedding gown. Can you accompany me to do that today?"Talia slid her arm through Christopher's. She acted coquettishly, practically clinging to his body."Sure," Christopher said with a small nod.They were on their way to the bridal shop when Talia began grilling Christopher about his preferences in terms of wedding attire. Sweetness and joy flooded her heart.The
While all this was going on, Olivia was conversing with a middle-aged man inside an upscale cafe. The man wore a tailor-made suit and a nice watch on his wrist.The man smiled as he sipped his coffee and explained, "You're trying to make some money, and I desire a particular item. Isn't this a wonderful coincidence? We're in a good position to make a deal." Olivia was stunned and unsure of his motives. She did not recognize this man. His business card revealed that he owned a newly established company in a nearby city."What kind of deal?" she asked curiously.He grinned and said, "I'm interested in acquiring a painting that your family owns, which goes by the name of 'Seascape Painting.'"'Seascape Painting? I think I saw that in Chris's study after the auction.'"If you bring that painting to me, I can pay you right away," replied the man, who had already prepared a check.She gave it a quick glance and huffed coldly, "Two million dollars?! That's a pitiful sum! Are you try
Olivia was completely oblivious to the fact that there was something wrong with her son's reaction. "You're a wonderful son," she continued to persuade him. "Would you please give me that painting? I'll be penalized if I fail to deliver on time." "Penalize?" Christopher inquired, his expression grim. "Did you sign a contract?" Olivia sprang from the ground, embarrassed. She reached into her bag and gave him the contract."Here it is! I was confident that I could give it to him. How could I have possibly known that you couldn't care less if I lived or died? My life is over if word gets out."Christopher inhaled deeply. He kept his feelings in check as he read the contract. The clause was formal and without noticeable flaws. "Who signed the contract with you? What does this person do?" Olivia simply shook her head. Suddenly, she remembered the name card and gave it to her son. "This is all I've got. It's his business card." Just by touching the card, Christopher was abl
Simultaneously, at Nolan Enterprise.Knock, knock, knock.The sound came from Melody's office door.The door opened and a young boy with a crew cut entered.His black suit and masculine haircut were an unexpectedly complementary and handsome combination."Ms. Nolan, this is the invitation from the Baileys."Jenson Clayton stood back after respectfully placing the invitation on the desk. There was a pinkish-red hue to his ears.A grin spread across Melody's face, she glanced over at him and inquired, "You must be Jenson Clayton.""Yes."'Wow, Frederick sure acted fast in sending someone my way. This young man works efficiently and has good looks.'From the moment Jenson walked into the office, Melody had her eyes on him. He was quiet and wise beyond his age.She had a thing for pragmatic young men.Melody smiled as she directed, "Take Mr. Bailey's preferences into consideration and prepare some gifts for him." She wanted to know what sort of gifts Jenson would prepare with
Harlan stared intently at Melody.He was able to relax once he realized she was being genuine, showing no grievances in her tone or demeanor."Mel, you have to tell me if you run into any problems!" stressed the old man.Harlan genuinely cared about Melody. His remarks nearly brought her to tears.To mask her feelings, she hastily retrieved the gifts prepared by Jenson."Look at the gifts I've prepared for you, Grandpa. Do you like them?""Oh my goodness, you even bring gifts when you come to see us? Your presence is the most precious present. Don't blame me for kicking you out if you bring gifts again!" Harlan put on his serious expression, acted as though he were mad, and reprimanded her.Una laughed gently as she patted Melody on the back. "Sweetie, you need to come by and see us more often. Ever since he found out you were back, Grandpa hasn't stopped talking about you. From now on, consider this your home.""Exactly! Consider our house your home," Floyd Bailey added.
Melody was a little surprised to hear the familiar name, though she soon lowered her head to take a sip of the tea.It was good tea—sweet, refreshing, and having an aftertaste that lingered in the mouth. One could feel their throat being nourished with just a sip.After a moment, she put down the teacup and asked quietly, "Mr. Bailey, would you trust me to check your father's pulse?"Everyone who had been trying to dissuade Harlan from drinking were left stunned.Floyd and Una were looking at each other in surprise, while Luna was gaping at Melody in disbelief. "You have medical knowledge, Mel?"She knew that Melody had plenty of interests, but medicine was not one of them. Melody did not explain and simply smiled. "I know just a thing or two. But I'm willing to help Mr. Harlan if you don't mind.""Oh, why would I mind?" Harlan exclaimed, agreeing to it with a smack on the table. "You're just checking my pulse—go on, Melody. See if I'm allowed to drink!"He was never going to
The voice that spoke out of nowhere was like a bomb erupting in a placid lake.At the same time, Melody's heart skipped a beat—she had only mentioned him once, only to experience the literal meaning of 'speak of the devil' for the first time. However, she was telling nothing but the truth.And unlike before, Christopher could not do anything to her now!Turning around, Melody leveled a faint smile at him. "Why, Mr. Bolton? Is your conscience gnawing?"Christopher's expression was way colder than days ago.Dressed in a black suit, his jet-black gaze appeared filled with troubled emotions. Even so, he was glaring at Melody so sharply it looked like he would peel her apart.Beside them, Luna was actually astounded—her bestie was hitting her with one surprise after another since her return!The handsome man before them was Christopher Bolton—CEO of Bolton Enterprise—and he was questioning Melody with such a hostile tone…Luna was left gaping when she came to a realization.So, M
Harlan's words certainly caught Melody off guard—if Harlan exposed her right then, every effort she made to disguise her identity would all go to waste!Moreover, Christopher appeared to be all ears. He was actually interested in finding out who Melody really was and was capable of turning into a completely different person after their divorce!As such, Melody promptly shot a look at Luna, who instantly deciphered her best friend's distress signal thanks to the years spent with each other.Just then, Harlan slowly began, "Mr. Bolton, the lady you see her is Nolan Enterprise's—""Bleurgh-ahem-ahem!!!" Luna was suddenly clutching her throat and hacking violently, cutting Harlan short.While he leveled a look of annoyance at his granddaughter, Luna cleared her throat and smiled at him. "Ahem, ahem… Sorry, something just got stuck in my throat. Anyway, I can do the introductions, Gramps—Mel's my bestie, after all."Then, turning toward Christopher, she put on a solemn look and said,