"I'm sorry." I stood in the corridor with my head down, but my mind was indecisive. I found that many things were not like what I thought. Originally, I thought it was only my own affair, but this matter affected the people around me. It made all people anxious. They were all affected. I went back to my office and Paulina said to me first, "Janetta, why don't you also hold a press conference like Kelsi?" "No." Nancy said as she was following me, "Do you think the Kelsi family opened the press conference at random? They have already distributed questions to the journalists, and then prepared the answers. Every step was done followed the script. If you open it so rashly, you must be bewildered by the questions." "Then we should also prepare a script." Paulina said that and took it for granted. Nancy shook her head. "With Janetta's current reputation, even if you give money to the journalists, there might not be many people who would b
After hanging up the phone, I went out. Patrick was very busy recently, so I did not disturb him. I took a taxi and went to the place that I had appointed with Michael. After arriving at the gate, I paid the taxi fee and went upstairs to wait for him. Since it was in the morning, the cafe was almost empty. So I chose a corner, ordered a cup of coffee, and sat down calmly. It was only 9:30 a.m. I sat there, thinking over and over again about how to speak to Michael later. If Michael would refuse me or hesitate later, I would have to say something to move him. I practiced countless versions in my mind. At 10 a.m. I saw Michael opening the coffee shop's door. He looked around and saw me, then strode over to me. At that time, I was extremely nervous. Whether this matter can be turned around would depend on this meeting. Michael sat down, put his briefcase aside, took out a few pieces of paper, put them on the table, and said, "Mis
I don't know how many tears I had shed. However, when I came to myself, the people around me seemed to have dispersed, as if some police had come to stop them. In the end, I was left alone. I felt like I was deprived of all my feelings. I couldn't feel sadness, anger or grief. I only stood up and did not take a taxi. I was pointed at by the surrounding people when made my way back, finally, I arrived at the No.1, City Y on foot. Along the way, I was in a daze. I didn't quite remember what happened. I went home, took a shower, changed my clothes, and sat down on the sofa. My brain was in a mess. I completely seemed to have entered a state where I couldn't help denying myself. As I sat there, all I thought about was——- All the things happened because of me. Because of me, the studio was destroyed by someone Because of me, all the orders had been cancelled. Because of me, my mother's life was exposed in p
In fact, I didn't mind changing for this house. In contrast, I'm more willing to live in Aristocratic Family Complex where Rosy once lived. I like here. All the good memories of the Archer Family had happened here. After Tracy agreed, she changed her shoes very reluctantly. I also changed my shoes. While I was looking around the house, Tracy had already made her way into a guest room. Before entering, she said fiercely to me, "I'll go to bed first. We'll go through the formalities tomorrow morning. If you dare to go back on your words, you'll be finished!" "I won't go back on my words." I said calmly. After she entered the guest room, I went into Rosy's bedroom, which was still the same as before. However, Rosy's photo was placed on the cabinet at the side, and a bouquet of withered chrysanthemums was placed in front of it. I approached and saw that the chrysanthemums had already withered completely, and there was even a thick
Leaning against the wall, Tracy looked to one side and said after thinking for a while, "In the situation of Archer Family at that time, my brother urgently needed a large sum of transit funds. If my mother didn't die, he could not get the money. That's why he has a bad idea." "How did you know that?" "I overheard a conversation between him and a doctor. It seemed that someone found a batch of unqualified urine tubes in the hospital as a patient had been infected, so those urine tubes were ready to be returned. As a result, my brother asked the doctor to find an inferior urine tube for my mother to use." When Tracy spoke, there was a look of guilt on her face. Tears welled up in her eyes. She lowered her head and wiped her tears. "In fact, I tried to persuade him at that time, but he didn't listen to me and offered more shares for me to ask me to shut up. At that time, I was also possessed by the devil..." Speaking of this, Tracy whimpered even loude
I walked into the room and opened the shoe cabinet, in which there were two pairs of cotton slippers, a pair of blue and a pair of pink. There were also two pairs of ordinary plastic slippers too. "Why didn't I remember this when I lived here ?" I took out the pair of pink cotton slippers. A slip of paper dropped out and it said, "Remember to wear cotton slippers in winter. Make sure to keep yourself warm. Don't catch a cold." There was no date written on it. I put on my slippers and walked inside. When I opened the wardrobe, the clothes inside were all new, including pajamas of four seasons. Bathrobes were included, too. There were brand new cosmetics on the table. My brain was full of doubts, I went to the kitchen again. There was a pink note on the refrigerator that said: There are puddings in the refrigerator. I opened the fridge and saw that there were indeed two boxes of puddings inside. I glanced at the date
I glanced at the sender. It was a number that I had never seen before. And the appendix of the email was a compressed folder. I wanted to download the folder with my mobile phone, but it was too big for the phone. Therefore, I had to use a computer. My laptop was in Patrick's house at No.1 in City Y. I saw a laptop here in Rosy's house when I cleaned the study. It should be Rosy's. I didn't know why, there was a hunch in my heart when I saw this folder, that is, this email could help me! I took my cell phone upstairs. Then I started up Rosy's laptop. This computer had not been opened for several years. It even took six minutes for starting up the laptop. It was not surprising. Enduring the extremely slow speed, I connected to the wifi of my mobile phone, opened the mailbox, and downloaded the compressed folder. I opened it. There were four documents lying inside, two were audio and the other two were videos.
As I expected, the content was only one word, "Time". I took a look at my watch and found that it was already past five o'clock. It would not be available today, so I told him, "Tomorrow morning at 11 o'clock". Tomorrow happened to be weekend. At that time, there should be a lot of people in the appointed place. Even if Matt wanted to harm me, he would not manage to do. Matt did not send any other email then. The next morning, I changed into a casual suit and went to the restaurant. It was just 11 o'clock, and there were not many people there. When I went in, I saw Matt already arrived. He sat alone on a table in the corner, and I didn't walk over until I turned the phone into recording mode. I sat down without saying anything. Matt was stunned for a second when he saw me. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Well, a person can't be greedy for money." "You remember me?" From his expression, I knew it. Or rath
After the wedding, our honeymoon plan was postponed because Rosalie was too young and Patrick's legs had not yet fully recovered. I had been resting at home all along. Sometimes I would talk to Nancy about my work. It was March with spring blossoms when Rosalie was 100 days old. Early in the morning, Patrick went out as usual, and I saw him off at the door. He held my face, kissed my forehead gently, and said softly, "Pack your daily necessities this morning. We'll go to our new home this afternoon." "New home? Where is it? Why didn't you mention it before?" I was stunned. I hadn't heard anything about the new home from Patrick so far. He looked mysterious and tidied up the messy hair on my face. "You will know when we arrive in the afternoon." After that, without waiting for me to ask more questions, he glanced at his watch and hurried out. "A new home?" I thought about it carefully. After getting married to Patrick, I
Patrick and I held a wedding when Rosalie was 100 days old. Although he wanted to hold a grand banquet, I refused to do so. Mostly, I was too old to care about the formalities anymore. But I understood that it was Patrick's heart for me, and I did not refuse to hold the wedding. We just needed to call some good friends and have a Simple banquet. Patrick couldn't convince me, so he naturally agreed. In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day. Shirley sent me the wedding dress. Because it was a mini wedding, only seven or eight tables were available. Most of the guests came from my studio and Towering High Company. Everyone was familiar with each other. In order to solve the marriage problem of the older single women in my studio, Nancy and I also made a special effort on the seating row. We specifically put single men and women of marriageable age at one table, expecting them to develop their relationship. Early
Listening to Shirley's words, I truly felt lucky for Shelton. Fortunately, he returned. Fortunately, he returned to Shirley's side. Back to the person who loved him. Michael Blake was hired as defense counsel in Shelton's case. I went to find Patrick and asked him about the case. He told me Shelton had locked Emily up for a while, but he soon let her go. But after that, Emily asked Shelton for money. Shelton gave her some. After Emily spent all the money, she was desperate and went to the police. She wanted to use this method to force Shelton to give her money. When I heard Patrick's words, I thought that Emily was too naïve. If this were true, then someone might help her. But it was she who exposed the video in the first place, and everyone knew that. She had made the choice. Now everything she said just made it worse. Emily had no money, so she could only find the assigned lawyer to file the lawsuit. In the first
She looked terrible, even her makeup was crying off. Only one night had passed, but she seemed to have aged a few years. She looked at us and asked, "How is father doing?" "The operation was successful." Patrick answered, but his expression looked bad. Dulcie heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Good." Then she turned around and was about to leave. Patrick said, "Aunt Dulcie, you don't have to blame yourself. It's just that Roger used you." "I blame myself for being stupid." Dulcie stood there, with her back to us and her head lowered. "I know it quite well in my heart. How could such a handsome, good and young man like him fall in love with me? But I still hold a trace of luck in my heart, thinking about what if it's true?" She didn't go on but left with her head down. I was a little worried. "Will your aunt be fine?" "Don't worry. She is a strong woman." After Patrick said that, he patted me on the shoulder. "You should go to
Patrick's words were like a sharp sword that pierced into Roger's heart. Roger stood there. Although he looked calm, he lost all his momentum. At this moment, the ambulance arrived. Although Dulcie was angry and hard to accept it, she could tell what was more important. She opened the door and let the doctor in. The doctor examined Ned first, and then quickly carried him into the ambulance. Because of the small space in the ambulance, only two people were allowed to accompany Ned. Sheridan and Melissa got in. Once they left, it was just me, Patrick, Dulcie, and Roger left in the room. "I'll ask the driver to drive the car over." Patrick took out his phone and called the driver. Then I supported him to go out. Dulcie and Roger stood there without saying a word. Patrick did not talk to them either. He went out with me and got in the car. We decided to order the servants to take care of Glenn first. We cal
Hearing his words, Sheridan looked gloomy on the side. Patrick held me in his arms, "You seem to care about the affairs of the Cowell Family so much. Each time we have some disputes, you will help us enthusiastically. Now you are making a move on my aunt, aren't you?" "No." After finishing his words, Roger imitated Patrick and held Dulcie in his arms, saying, "Dulcie and I love each other sincerely." ...... I looked gloomy. It wasn't that I didn't believe in December Romance. However, the age gap between them was so large. As Patrick's aunt, Dulcie was quite good-looking. It was just that she, who was old, had encountered too many unpleasant things in the past few years, making her meaner and harsher. As for Roger by her side... From all aspects, every woman lusted for him. He, who wasn't poor, surely could get whatever woman he wanted with ease. Indeed, in every way, there was no way that he would take a fancy to Dulcie. No w
"All right." I nodded. I would marry Patrick soon. Because of the things taking place in the past, the Cowell Family didn't have a good impression of me. If I arrived there late because of getting changed this time, it wouldn't be worth it. Holding Patrick's hand, I went downstairs with him. Coming out early, we didn't see many cars on the road. When we arrived at the Cowell Family's mansion, it was exactly 6:30 p.m. By the time we went in, it had been quite lively inside the house. Sheridan, Melissa, and Ned were all surrounding Glenn. Glenn, a six-year-old child, was smart and flexible. Whatever others asked him, he would respond like an adult. Upon seeing us, the three of us looked at me. Ned straightened up first and said with a smile on his face, "You're here." "Yes. Hello, Grandpa Cowell." After greeting Ned, I said to Sheridan and Melissa, "Hello, Mr. Sheridan. Hello, Mrs. Melissa." Now, the relationsh
"I'll be gentler." Leaning and frowning, he seemed to be in great pain, "I'm in pain." ...... "I am telling you the truth..." Cupping my face with his hands, he looked as if he were waiting for me to show my mercy. Frowning, i didn't know what to do for a while. What's more, unlike Patrick's office where there was a lounge, my office was a small one with a sofa only. Moreover, the setup was later divided. It wasn't quite soundproof. Once, Nancy made a phone call to argue with a construction company in her office. I heard all that she had said clearly in my office... Thinking of this, I shook my head heavily. Seeing his distressed look, I tentatively asked, "Shall we go upstairs?" Upon finishing my words, I felt that my suggestion wasn't quite plausible. At this time, Patrick was on the verge of ejecting. His private part was bulging. On the way out, we would pass by the open office... Everyone would be watching us.
"Why did you... come here?" Standing up in a hurry, I helped Patrick into the office. While walking in, he closed the door handily. Looking up at the closed door, I knew that he should be here for what had happened just now. Even if he wouldn't take the initiative to come here, I would ask him about it. I helped Patrick seated on the sofa. Sitting up, he looked at me and said, "What do you want to know? Go ahead." Sure enough, he knew me. Sitting opposite him and looking at him, I thought for a moment before asking, "What happened? What did Kelsi do?" "Ever since she left last time, per my order, Louis had been keeping an eye on everything about her, including the ones she contacted. As expected, she dealt with the ones who smuggled guns and bribed a murderer, asking him to kill someone." Patrick didn't state who Kelsi had wanted to kill explicitly. Even so, I knew that it was me. I looked at Patrick, asking, "What did you do?