Quentin's voice was still low as he asked, "Where are you?"Xyla was sobbing uncontrollably after finally reaching Quentin."Quint, I've been thrown into the mountains near Creekville by Janet. She was furious and threw me far away. Quint, I'm in such a sorry state. I don't have a penny, and not even a piece of clothing to cover myself. Can you send someone to bring me back? I promise I won't cause you any more trouble."Creekville was nearly a thousand miles from Dragfort. She imagined that Quentin would feel sorry for her and come to get her immediately.But instead, Quentin felt a sudden sense of relief. She wasn't kidnapped by criminals after all."In that case, just stay there," Quentin said and hung up.Xyla was stunned.Why wasn't he worried at all? Why didn't he care about her?"Quint…" She tried to speak again, wanting to say something more poignant. After all, every time she did that, he would become visibly conflicted and then treat her even better.But the call had already
There was a popular iced tea shop with many couples in line in front of them. Quentin asked, "Wait here, I'll get you a cup of iced tea. What flavor would you like?""Lemon," Noelle replied.She watched as Quentin, tall and imposing, joined the end of the queue. Dressed in expensive casual clothes, his distinguished demeanor made him stand out among the crowd.He had never done something like this for her before. It seemed like he had truly changed. Noelle began to feel a bit lost.Quentin returned with the iced tea. His handsome face glowed like the sun, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile as he handed it to her.Noelle took a few sips and then looked up with bright eyes. "Do you want to try it?""Sure," Quentin said, surprised by her question. He had never tasted iced tea before. He always thought it was unhealthy, but now he wanted to try it.Noelle handed him the cup, and instead of taking it, Quentin bent down and took a sip from the same straw she had used. It was
Quentin's lips curved into a smile."Please save my number and send it to me," he said as he pulled out his phone and showed his number to the shop assistant.The shop assistant was astonished. As the head of Stille Industries, Quentin never asked anyone to save his number. It was always others who eagerly wanted to get his number.With his noble demeanor and extraordinary aura, he clearly wasn't an ordinary person. The shop assistant felt fortunate for her quick thinking earlier.She quickly saved his number. With a ding, the photo was sent to Quentin's phone.Quentin looked at the photo, his handsome features softened with tenderness. He forwarded the photo to Noelle and then told the assistant, "Wrap up this wedding dress."He turned to Noelle, "This is a vintage dress. Do you want to try other styles as well?"Their wedding had to be perfect, so having multiple wedding dresses wouldn't hurt.Noelle chose another dress and said, "This one."Quentin had them all wrapped up a
Liana worked part-time at a dessert shop on weekends, earning 1,500 dollars a month. She had just arranged to do food deliveries for the school cafeteria, earning two dollars per delivery. If she did 20 deliveries a day, she could make 40 dollars daily, and working five days a week would amount to around 800 dollars monthly.Her grandmother received 600 dollars per month in government subsidies, bringing their total monthly income to 2,900 dollars.Her fixed expenses each month included 600 dollars for her living expenses, 200 dollars for study materials, and 1,500 dollars for her grandmother's care at a nursing home for Alzheimer's patients, totaling 2,300 dollars.By further reducing her living expenses, she could just about manage to pay the 800 dollars.Dennis laughed upon hearing this."Miss, are you kidding me?"He looked at Liana with amusement, his eyes full of roguish charm.Liana's round face turned pale instantly."Sir, I have no parents, only a grandmother with Alzh
Underneath his suit, Mark's body was heating up and tensing with desire. He looked at Lorraine with a satisfied smile. "Strike a few poses for me."Lorraine complied, striking several poses.After ten years together, she knew exactly what he liked.Janet was a proper lady who was unable to do such things, but with her, Mark found complete satisfaction.Despite the harsh words he sometimes said, and even moments when he seemed like he could kill her, he always came back after a few days.When Lorraine turned around and placed her hands on the liquor cabinet, Mark couldn't control himself and moved toward her.Just then, Mark's phone rang. Immersed in the primal moment, he frowned and released Lorraine's thin waist, walking over to the sofa to pick up his phone."Hello?" he answered with a voice filled with irritation.Because he was interrupted in the middle of things, his tone remained grim. Even if it was Janet on the other end, it didn't matter."Mark, come home early after
On the coffee table in the living room, two identical black phones were placed side by side. Lorraine picked up Mark's phone and recalled the six-digit code he used before unlocking it. She found a contact named "Jan" in the call log, and at that moment, her fingers tightened.However, she didn't dare to dial the number. Janet had a strong, domineering, and tough son. Lorraine couldn't afford to provoke her.When Mark came out after his shower, Lorraine was tidying up the living room. He quietly walked over, picked up his coat, and put it on, resuming his composed and gentlemanly demeanor.He picked up the black phone on the table, slipped it into his pocket, and left.As the door closed, Lorraine's tense back slowly relaxed.However, a sarcastic smile quickly appeared on her lips.Mark returned to Lowe Mansion and pushed open the door of the master bedroom on the second floor. The room was dark, and on the bed, a woman's silhouette was visible.When he entered, the figure turne
Lorraine came from an impoverished mountain village but managed to get into a prestigious university in Dragfort. However, while she was still studying, her parents both fell seriously ill. To support her family, Lorraine started working as an escort in a club, and it was during that time that she'd met Mark.Mark then kept her as his mistress.Mark was furious and humiliated. Luckily, he reacted quickly. If he had been slower and Janet discovered the secrets on his phone, his marriage would have been over.A broken family, a ruined reputation, and being stripped of everything by Fred—those were things he couldn't bear.He slapped Lorraine multiple times, leaving her face swollen and red. Only after he himself was disheveled did he snort and leave angrily.Quentin returned to Windsor Villa to find Noelle studying diligently under the lamp.Quentin walked over, cupped her face, and pecked her soft lips. "What should I do? I can't wait to see what our wedding will look like."Noel
Gabriel let out a cold laugh. "You'd better show me your worth!"He had his men transfer a modest sum of money to the account Xyla provided for her to make her own way back.Xyla showed up with Eugene as soon as she saw the commercial vehicle with the license plate Gabriel had specified.Gabriel sat in the front passenger seat in sunglasses. He asked, "Who's this?"Xyla replied, "My friend."She led Eugene and Ava into the car. Gabriel glanced at Eugene but didn't say anything. He just took them to an ordinary apartment building. "You'll stay here."Xyla looked at the building. "What about my friend? Where will he stay?"She didn't want to live with Eugene. This wasn't the remote mountain village anymore. She still intended to marry Quentin. Living with someone like him was unacceptable.Gabriel's patience had worn thin. "Where he stays is your problem, not mine. Now get out of the car!"Xyla had no choice but to get out.As soon as they were out, Gabriel drove off.Eugene w