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
There was a piece of recording in it. I downloaded it and listened. Indeed, it was Jeremy talking to Matt about Rosy's death. Inside, Jeremy was pouring out grievances, "My mom didn't want to live without quality. I only respect her wish." Listening to his words, my hands clenched into fists! He was shameless! It was obvious he did it for the sake of money! At this time, there was the most powerful evidence in my hand. I want to maximize the benefits of this evidence now! How could I make the benefits maximal? That was, of course, to hold a press conference! As long as I hold a press conference, Nancy would know that. Moreover, I still need to ask Jerrold for help with this conference. In order to prevent Nancy from knowing it, I took a taxi and went straight to Jerrold's media company. Fortunately, you didn't need to make a reservation. It was very easy for me to get upstairs. At that time, Jerrold was in a
After dinner, Patrick went upstairs with me in his arms. He wanted to make love. However, I couldn't concentrate and kept thinking about the press conference tomorrow. Patrick seemed to have noticed that I was absent-minded. Without forcing me, he held me in his arms and asked me, "What's wrong? Have you been upset recently?" As he said, he gently kissed me, "Don't be afraid. Everything will be solved soon." At that time, I didn't understand what he was talking about. I nodded in his arms, "Okay." Later, I learned that we two weren't talking about the same thing. Originally, I thought that Patrick would go to work the next morning as he usually did. However, I got up, got changed, and put on light makeup. While sitting in the dining room and enjoying my breakfast, I saw that he was dressed in casual clothes instead. I looked at him and couldn't help but be stunned, asking, "Aren't you going to work today?" He nodded and said faintly, "I'l
Before I played the recording, I didn't say anything. After I played the recording, all the reporters looked confused. Seeing their reaction, I wasn't surprised. Instead, I said calmly, "You surely are quite curious about what this is, right? Let me tell you, the one that killed Rosy isn't me but my adopted father, Jeremy Archer. Here is the evidence showing how he killed his mother!" Hearing this, all the reporters below the stage were shocked. And they began to whisper. Later, I showed news back then covering that medical equipment in the Second Hospital were unqualified, telling the reporters excitedly, "Speaking of the medical equipment which had been found out to be unqualified, unexpectedly, my adopted father bribed the doctor in the Second Hospital then and now the Vice Dean, Matt Parma, asking him to treat my grandmother with the unqualified medical equipment! This is what my adopted father did!" "Do you have any evidence?" At this time, a re
At this time, I was relieved in my heart. When I walked out of the press conference, I saw Nancy and Paulina standing outside. Upon seeing me, Nancy stepped forward and pushed me lightly, staring at me, "You are more capable, aren't you? You dared to bypass me and turned to my husband directly, didn't you?" "No, I..." "Do you want to argue? With your social circle, how can you hold a press conference? If you didn't turn to him, no one else would help you!" Nancy directly interrupted me. Seeing that she pursed her lips, I put my hands in front of my chest, lowered her head, and closed my eyes tightly, apologizing, "I'm sorry! It's true that turned to your husband for business rather than private affairs." "How would I know?" Nancy pouted. Without looking up, I continued, "It's true, I promise. I found him in his company and stayed there for less than ten minutes before I came out." "And then?" "And then? There is no then.
They were Patrick and Kelsi. The car passed by them quickly. I turned around desperately. But I didn't have time to see Patrick's expression clearly. Why did it turn out like this? At that moment, my mind went blank. And everything between Shelton and me emerged again. "Could it be that Patrick is lying to me as well?" The saddest thing was that even though I had seen everything with my eyes, I still believed Patrick in my heart. Maybe I saw it wrong. And the man just assembled Patrick. Or perhaps, they...they were just talking... It was so ridiculous. I had thought about breaking up with Patrick before. But when I saw such a scene now, I felt extremely sad. I didn't notice when Nancy's car arrived at the restaurant. It wasn't until she opened the car door for me and I looked up that I found that we had arrived. On the side, Paulina flattered me, "Boss, please get off the car." I was stunned for a moment before coming t
"It's good. I am telling the truth." I went upstairs as I spoke. I, who had been standing for too long, felt that my legs went numb and that I couldn't even bend my legs with ease. Arriving upstairs, I lay on my bed, looked at the ceiling in a daze, and muttered to myself over and over again, "I've planned to break up with him a long time ago. Since he said it, it's good. I don't have to think about how to raise it to him." "He doesn't have to be worried about me. See? I ran into that kind of thing on the street that day without telling him. And I made it on my own." "Patrick Cowell, you don't have to be worried about me anymore. You will be free in the future." It was unknown how much time had passed before I fell asleep. By the time I woke up the next day, it had been almost at noon. In my opinion, it seemed that human beings couldn't fall asleep. Last night, I had thought it through, figured it out, and gotten over it. Howe
Not long after that day, a female superstar was revealed to have slept with different men, overshadowing news related to me. In the end, my life was as peaceful as it used to be. The studio gradually returned to normal. And the renovation of the former studio had almost been done. So we moved back. I transformed one of Rosy's guest rooms into Glenn's room and got him back to my side. If Glenn went to the same kindergarten as he did before, it would be troublesome. So I intended to transfer him to another kindergarten. It just so happened that Nancy found a kindergarten offering a semi-boarding service for Cicely. She could live there from Monday to Thursday. And Nancy would pick her up and take her home on weekends. According to Nancy, she had studied this kindergarten for a long time and found it quite reliable. So I sent Glenn there as well. Since Glenn wasn't home at ordinary times, I had a lot of free time all of a sudden. Apart from
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?