The Fletcher family had always favored sons over daughters. While Grant often helped Agatha with her schemes, deep down, he looked down on her.
If not for the generous amounts of money Agatha gave him each time, there was no way he would do these thankless, fruitless tasks for her.
It wasn’t just Grant who thought this way; the rest of the Fletcher family also believed that if Agatha weren’t so unreliable, the Price family wouldn’t treat them as dismissively as they did now. The Price family should’ve been a powerful ally to the Fletcher family.
“You’re too late. When I let you off the hook last time, you should’ve had this realization, not waited until now.”
Hazel sat on a chair, pulled out her phone, and activated the audio and video recording function, pointing it at Grant.
“Now, spill everything—what Agatha instructed you to do, your own plans, and every detail about what’s happened up until now.”
Grant’s expression twisted as though he
Damon had just come downstairs from his study. The Price family members were preparing to have dinner when Hazel’s sudden arrival caught everyone off guard.It was Jamal who first reacted. “Hazel, you came at just the right time. We were about to eat. Join us for dinner.”Hazel’s gaze locked directly onto Agatha. Agatha stole a glance at her but quickly averted her eyes, her guilt practically written across her face.“Uncle Jamal, I didn’t come here for dinner today. I’m here to address some matters.”Just as Jamal was about to ask what matters, Hazel gestured toward the door. Moments later, Grant emerged from the corner.The moment the Price family saw Grant, they immediately guessed what this was about and all turned their eyes to Agatha.Among the Price family, the only person with ties to Grant was Agatha.“Mom, did you instigate Grant to do something to Hazel again?”The Price family was already aware of the previous car a
Mark had originally intended to take Agatha to apologize to Hazel, but after thinking it over, he decided against it. He was getting older, and Jamal had already reached middle age. This sort of matter should be handled by Jamal himself. Had he known that Jamal wouldn’t be able to handle Agatha’s actions, he would have dealt with it himself. He had tolerated Agatha for far too long. “I remember telling you not to associate with your family too much,” Mark said, his voice tinged with frustration as he looked at Agatha. Jamal, with his face twisted in anger, couldn’t hide the disappointment in his eyes. Mark stood behind Jamal, silent, not saying a word. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, but he wanted to see how Jamal and Damon would handle it. After all, Agatha was someone close to them. One was Agatha’s son, and the other was her husband. If they could resolve this matter, it shouldn’t have to fall on Mark to intervene. However, if they failed to giv
Afternoon, Civil Affairs Bureau.A stunning woman in a high-slit red dress walked in. Her makeup was minimal, and her hair was styled in a low bun, leaving her elegant neck exposed. As she walked, her ankle flashed occasionally, teasingly.Hazel Queen’s sultry allure caught Damon Price by surprise. This was a far cry from the plain, simple Hazel he remembered.Hazel didn’t even glance at him as she walked straight to the counter.The staff member looked around nervously. “Are you two sure about this? Once you sign, and the stamp is on, it’s over.”Hazel flashed a smile. “Do you really want to hold on to something you don’t even want? It’s trash.”Damon’s eyes, cold as ice, fixed on her. As if he could burn a hole right through her.She just called him trash?But Hazel paid him no mind. Her hand signed the papers without a second thought, her signature flowing, neat, and beautiful. To Damon, it felt like a thorn in his chest, sinking deep.He hadn’t expected her to agree so easily. Ha!
At Price Corp. Damon stared at the trending topics, his temples throbbing with anger as the notifications kept coming in. With a loud crash, he smashed his tablet to pieces. His eyes were blazing with fury, his expression terrifying. “Get Hazel here, now!” How dare she spread rumors about him online? Who did she think she was? Hours later, a report came in: “Mr. Price, Miss Queen… she’s disappeared!” Meanwhile… In a flashy sports car, Hazel pulled off her sunglasses and mask, her body sinking into the leather seat with a deep sigh. “I’m free!” “Yeah! Congratulations, boss! You finally came to your senses and turned things around. And that humorless Damon Price—always walking around with that poker face, looking like everyone owes him money. Seriously, does anything about him even match up to you?” It was rare for Eddie to get the chance to roast Damon, and he wasted no time, his words coming out in rapid fire. “Now that you’ve split, you can start fresh, boss. Take us with yo
At that moment, Delilah had taken on the role of the female head of the Price household.All the servants were scrambling to please her."Mr. Price, we've searched every possible place that Miss Queen could be, but there's no sign of her!"Hearing his subordinate's report, Damon's brows furrowed in a cold scowl. His grip on the coffee cup tightened.‘That damn woman! She's good at hiding; even I can't find her.’"By the way, we just received a package from Miss Queen. It's something for you!" The subordinate nervously handed over an envelope.Inside was a bank card, along with a note.[Ten million, for the trouble you've had fulfilling my needs over the past three years. Honestly, considering your skills, I really overpaid you!]Crack!The bank card snapped in half in his palm, and a storm brewed in his eyes."Find her. Turn Vernon upside down if you have to. Get her here!"His subordinate immediately took the order.Before marrying him, he had thoroughly investigated her background.
Later that night, the Queen Mansion was brightly lit, luxurious and grand.Adele Boyle was lying on a chaise lounge, enjoying a face mask while a servant knelt beside her, attending to her.She popped a plump, sweet red grape into her mouth, savoring its juicy tenderness. Life was truly perfect."Madam, it’s not good..." A servant rushed in in panic.The servant, who was kneeling and doing Adele's nails, trembled in shock, causing the nail polish to go crooked.Adele kicked her over, shouting angrily, "Idiot! You can’t even handle something this small? What good are you to me? Get out!"She then raised her head and began scolding the newly arrived servant, "What are you doing shouting like a fool?"The servant, trembling, pointed at the door. "Madam, she... she...""Tsk tsk! It’s been three years, and the servants are becoming more and more disrespectful. Is this how my aunt trained you?" Hazel’s lips curled up disdainfully as she looked at the scene before her.Adele’s face turned pa
Mr. and Mrs. Price had arrived at Damon’s place.Mrs. Price, Agatha, kept glancing at Delilah’s belly with a bright, happy expression."That’s wonderful, thank God! Our son is going to be a father so soon. Although Demian is gone, God has brought a new life to the Price family. If not for this, I really wouldn’t know how to go on!"Agatha said, her eyes teary. Demian was her second son, who had tragically passed away in an accident."Don’t worry, Aunt. I’ll take good care of you and the child from now on," Delilah said obediently, displaying her cultured demeanor.Agatha wiped her tears. "How many months along are you?""Two months!""Not bad. From now on, you shouldn’t go anywhere. Stay here at the mansion and take good care of yourself!" Agatha patted Delilah’s hand, then turned to her son. "Damon, since Delilah is carrying your child, you mustn’t treat her poorly. Pick a time and get the wedding arranged as soon as possible!""No!" The one who opposed was Damon’s father, Jamal Pric
"Mr. Price, the company's network has returned to normal, but all the information about Miss Queen has been deleted."Kin stood before Damon, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead.It hadn't been long since the divorce, and now there were so many issues at the company, all tied to Miss Queen.What's more, Miss Queen had mysteriously disappeared. It seemed she wasn't as simple as she appeared.Before Damon could respond, Kin carefully glanced up and saw the fire burning in his eyes.He quickly lowered his head, pretending he hadn’t seen anything."Prepare the car. I’m going to Queen Corp!"The events unfolding before him were too obvious for him to deny. If Hazel was the eldest daughter of the Queens, everything made sense.At Queen Corp’s building, as Damon’s car pulled up outside, Hazel in the CEO's office immediately got the news.Now wasn’t the time to meet Damon face to face—she hadn’t had enough fun yet!On the way home, Eddie, puzzled, asked, "Boss, why aren't you meetin
Mark had originally intended to take Agatha to apologize to Hazel, but after thinking it over, he decided against it. He was getting older, and Jamal had already reached middle age. This sort of matter should be handled by Jamal himself. Had he known that Jamal wouldn’t be able to handle Agatha’s actions, he would have dealt with it himself. He had tolerated Agatha for far too long. “I remember telling you not to associate with your family too much,” Mark said, his voice tinged with frustration as he looked at Agatha. Jamal, with his face twisted in anger, couldn’t hide the disappointment in his eyes. Mark stood behind Jamal, silent, not saying a word. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, but he wanted to see how Jamal and Damon would handle it. After all, Agatha was someone close to them. One was Agatha’s son, and the other was her husband. If they could resolve this matter, it shouldn’t have to fall on Mark to intervene. However, if they failed to giv
Damon had just come downstairs from his study. The Price family members were preparing to have dinner when Hazel’s sudden arrival caught everyone off guard.It was Jamal who first reacted. “Hazel, you came at just the right time. We were about to eat. Join us for dinner.”Hazel’s gaze locked directly onto Agatha. Agatha stole a glance at her but quickly averted her eyes, her guilt practically written across her face.“Uncle Jamal, I didn’t come here for dinner today. I’m here to address some matters.”Just as Jamal was about to ask what matters, Hazel gestured toward the door. Moments later, Grant emerged from the corner.The moment the Price family saw Grant, they immediately guessed what this was about and all turned their eyes to Agatha.Among the Price family, the only person with ties to Grant was Agatha.“Mom, did you instigate Grant to do something to Hazel again?”The Price family was already aware of the previous car a
The Fletcher family had always favored sons over daughters. While Grant often helped Agatha with her schemes, deep down, he looked down on her.If not for the generous amounts of money Agatha gave him each time, there was no way he would do these thankless, fruitless tasks for her.It wasn’t just Grant who thought this way; the rest of the Fletcher family also believed that if Agatha weren’t so unreliable, the Price family wouldn’t treat them as dismissively as they did now. The Price family should’ve been a powerful ally to the Fletcher family.“You’re too late. When I let you off the hook last time, you should’ve had this realization, not waited until now.”Hazel sat on a chair, pulled out her phone, and activated the audio and video recording function, pointing it at Grant.“Now, spill everything—what Agatha instructed you to do, your own plans, and every detail about what’s happened up until now.”Grant’s expression twisted as though he
“What nonsense are you spouting? Cooperate? How do you want to cooperate, take off your clothes yourself?”Grant glared at Hazel viciously, as if wishing he could tear her apart, but in reality, he didn’t dare even touch a finger of hers.Before she had recognized him, he might have had the courage. But now, he wouldn’t dare bet the entire Fletcher family on it.“Let me tell you this,” Grant said harshly, trying to hide his unease. “You’re just someone Damon fancies. Do you really think he’d abandon his own mother for you?”“There’s a saying—‘You can always remarry, but you only have one mother.’ Besides, you’re not even part of the Price family yet!”Rather than convincing Hazel, it seemed more like Grant was trying to convince himself.As long as his sister, the wife of the Price family’s eldest son, could protect him and the Fletcher family, dealing with someone like Hazel shouldn’t be a problem... right?“Grant,” Hazel said calmly
“Boss, look! She’s awake now. What should we do next?” Hazel's hands were tied tightly behind the chair. It seemed Grant had seen her skills before, so he wasn’t taking any chances. She had tried to break free, but it was useless. Grant stepped forward and yanked the cloth off her face, grinning as he looked at her. “Hazel, do you recognize me?” Feigning ignorance, Hazel studied him for a moment before speaking, “You’re not one of Harold’s men, are you?” The name Harold wasn’t a secret to those around the Price family or Hazel. At this point, Hazel didn’t want to reveal that she already knew Grant’s identity. Doing so would complicate things. After all, she was at a disadvantage. If he started seeing her as a threat, it would only make things worse for her. “I’ve already told Harold that my parents didn’t leave me anything or tell me anything important. Even if you kidnap me, I’ve got nothing to give you!” Her voice was filled wi
Hazel also thought of this issue. "It’s better not to make it too sudden. First, plant a seed of doubt in Chrissy’s mind, or maybe confess and show her the evidence in advance." Planning these things without Chrissy knowing made her worried. If Chrissy saw everything unfold unexpectedly, she might not be able to handle it. Telling her in advance only raised one concern: Chrissy might tell Gavin, and he’d be prepared. But as long as everything was in place, even if Gavin knew ahead of time, it wouldn’t change the outcome. "Had you not reminded me, I would’ve forgotten to consider if Gavin would do something trashy. It seems I have to give Chrissy a heads-up after all. Otherwise, who knows what problems might arise later," Damon said, his anger rising at the thought of what Gavin might do to Chrissy. It made him lose his appetite. Fortunately, Hazel understood. After all, they had grown up together, and they still kept in touch. Seeing her friend tangled
In the private room, the food was delivered by a conveyor system. Aside from the two of them, no restaurant staff entered the room, ensuring their conversation wouldn’t be interrupted. Anything they needed could be ordered directly from the tablet on the table, and the food would arrive in less than a minute. It was the perfect setup for a more private conversation. Damon frowned, as if there was something serious he couldn’t quite bring himself to say. Hazel didn’t interrupt him, but now she was curious—what could be troubling Damon this much? "Chrissy’s fiancé... is a scumbag. He has several girlfriends in Country Y," he finally revealed. "What?!" Hazel had just taken a sip of water and hadn’t swallowed yet when she heard this bombshell of news. "Wasn’t it just said that they were going to get married soon? Are you telling me that guy still has several other girlfriends?" If Damon had been talking about something from a long time ago, Haze
"I know Chrissy's personality; she's too soft-hearted. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have probably been convinced by Gavin in the end," Damon said, casually playing with his phone. He hadn’t figured out the next steps yet, but one thing was clear: he needed to create a scandalous scene for Chrissy to witness herself. Only then would the evidence be truly convincing. "I still want someone to keep an eye on Gavin. I’ll find a way to contact his girlfriends overseas. Give me two days at most, they’ll all be in Country A by then." As long as he could get Gavin’s girlfriends from abroad to come over, exposing him wouldn’t be a problem. Getting them here was easy enough, after all, the Price family had plenty of money. Once the interests were in place, everything else would fall into place. "Actually, I have another idea. You want me to help you pursue Hazel, right? This is a good opportunity." Carlos grinned wickedly as he looked a
In the corner of the garden, Chrissy pushed Gavin away one last time. When Gavin saw the angry expression on her face, he finally stopped moving closer and instead looked at her with a pitiful gaze. "Chrissy, I didn’t mean it. I just missed you so much and wanted to hug you. If you don’t want to be close to me anymore, I won’t hug you again. Don’t be mad." Seeing Gavin like this, Chrissy’s heart softened immediately. The rigid expression on her face softened as well. "Alright, I’m not angry. Just go inside. We’re staying at Uncle’s house for a few more days anyway. We can go out and buy some gifts later." Since Gavin had come all the way from abroad and went straight to the Price family after arriving in Vernon, it was fine to buy the gifts later—she could make do with it. Gavin’s face lit up with a smile. "I knew you’d be the best. Let’s go shopping tomorrow, and we’ll buy some gifts for Uncle and Aunt." They entered the room together. Chrissy’s