"Okay." Cyrus nodded with a smile. Rachel was delighted that he'd agreed. She took him to the milk tea shop. After they'd ordered two cups of milk tea and sat down by a wall covered in notes. Rachel said, "People often come here to write down their wishes and stick them on this wall. It doesn't really work, but people still like to do this." Cyrus looked up and saw the notes. He said, "I suppose most of these were written by girls." "Basically. It's very rare for boys to do this," Rachel replied. "Have you ever written anything?" He asked curiously. "Of course." Rachel was a little embarrassed, as what she'd written was about Cyrus. "What did you write?" He was even more curious now. "That's a secret!" He was stunned by her words, then he burst into laughter and swept his gaze over the wall to look for her wish. Seeing him look at the notes so closely, Rachel felt a little flustered. He wouldn't be able to find it, would he? N
"I see." Cyrus was a little surprised. "Then please take good care of my sister." "Sure!" Rachel patted her chest. After Cyrus left, Rachel went back to her dormitory. Rachel was a little surprised when she saw her two new roommates. One of them was a pretty girl named Alisa Toland, who'd arrived that morning. As for Ariel, she had yet to see her, because after lunch, she went straight to the dance classroom, and did not return to the dormitory at all. As soon as Rachel returned to the dormitory and saw Ariel from the back, she was shocked by her height. She had to be about one hundred seventy centimeters tall. Not only was she tall, she was also very skinny. With a body like that, she could easily be a model! Hearing the door swing open, she turned and their eyes met. Rachel was a little taken aback by Ariel's appearance. She'd looked so good from the back, but why was her face so normal? Her body was really nice. Though she was tall and slend
Sigrid felt that this idea was feasible. It would make life much easier for her if she could find a blow-up sex doll that looked just like a human. In that case, she could take up half the bed and leave the remaining half to George and the doll. Then she'd finally be able to sleep in peace and not have to suffer anymore! It was too late now, and she was too exhausted to survey the doll. At that, she simply shut her eyes and fell asleep. The next morning, she got up very early. After having lunch with George, she waited for him to leave for work before taking out her phone and searching for blow up dolls. She ignored all the cheaper blow-up dolls. How could a cheap blow-up doll replicate a real human body! After scrolling around for some time, Sigrid found a physical doll that cost around twenty thousand dollars. She found that it was not mass-produced, only custom-made. She placed an order for one, then filled in the details of the doll, like the skin co
Ariel was a little hesitant, but she didn't want to reject Rachel, who had been taking care of her for the past few days, so she allowed her to apply eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, and even some contouring and highlighter. Finally, she even used her finger to help apply lipstick for her. Once she was done, Rachel moved aside to allow everybody to admire Ariel, and everybody was stunned. "Oh my God, what a huge difference!" Alisa, who didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, was merely stunned by how gorgeous Ariel was. But everyone else was in a dilemma. Rachel frowned and said, "Why do you remind me of someone?" She seemed to have seen this face before... Hannah thought for a moment and said, "Don't you think that Ariel looks a bit like Natasha White? You know, one of the members of that really popular band, Enigma." Sigrid came to her senses when she heard Hannah's words. She had met with Natasha before! Elizabeth had brought her along b
Rachel replied, "Actually I've already saved it. I accidentally sent the wrong one, that's why I didn't send the following sticker." "Oh, that's why. I was wondering why you sent this to me," Cyrus said. Rachel continued, "Are you still not convinced that she looks like Natasha? I was the one who put makeup on Arie, and I feel she looks like her" In response, Cyrus sent her a sticker that said, "If you're happy then okay." Seeing this sticker, Rachel almost spat out a mouthful of water. Why did she feel that Cyrus seemed to be so different from what she had imagined? Of course, in the eyes of a fan, whatever the idol did was always correct. As they were chatting, more dishes were served. Rachel took a picture and sent it to Cyrus. She sent over the picture. Cyrus replied, "I'm on a diet. I don't wanna see all this." Rachel texted him, "Why are you trying to lose weight? You are in perfect shape! You don't need to lose weight!"
The next day, Sigrid was woken up by her alarm at half-past seven and got up to brush her teeth. She collected their pre-ordered breakfast, which had been placed by her dormitory's door, then placed Rachel's, Hannah's, and Sharon's on their desks. Alisa and Ariel had already headed off. The rest of them were taking their exams this morning, hence they had to have their breakfast early. After Rachel had washed up, she saw that Sigrid had ordered an egg tart for her. She felt like Sigrid was her best friend for a reason - she knew just what she liked. The four of them ate breakfast while going through their group chat. Their group chat had already started to announce the schedule for the remaining exams. Sigrid took a look and saw that she could start preparing to leave school by the following Tuesday. She took a screenshot of the schedule and sent it to George. She expected him to still be washing up and probably wouldn't reply so soon. To her surprise, he
In a blink of an eye, Sigrid had finished all of her exams. On this day, she returned to the school to finish up the process of leaving school. After that, she went back to her dormitory to see whether there was anything she wanted to bring with her. "Sigrid, I heard that the school is looking for interns. Are you interested?" Hannah asked as she saw Sigrid packing up. "Yeah, I heard that the dance department is looking for interns. And the salary is also not bad," Sharon added. "If you were to apply for the position then the chance of us getting selected is even slimmer. Rachel isn't trying out, though." Sigrid kept her back towards them and continued folding her quilt. She said, "No, I'm not interested. I already have an internship set up." "Really?" Hannah's eyes lit up. "That's great. They'd pick you just based on your appearance alone." Sigrid paused but didn't say anything. Instead, Rachel said, "Well, even if they didn't pick people based on appear
After lunch, Sigrid headed over to the school gates to look for James. When she saw the people milling about staring at her, she quickly bade farewell to Rachel and got in the car, then asked James to start driving. The car that came to pick her up was a luxurious car. She was worried that news would spread out and she would be a trending topic among University A's students. When Sigrid finally arrived home, she expected that the house would be empty and that George would still be at the company. However, to her surprise, George was already at home when she arrived. She was a little surprised. She left her bag on the sofa and asked him, "You didn't go to the office today?" "I was originally at work, but then I received a piece of shocking news, so I came back earlier." George's expression wasn't too good as he said that. Sigrid was puzzled. What was the news that could make him rush back from work? Then, George picked up Sigrid and headed to their b
"Okay." Grace agreed and said, "I have something else to discuss with you." When he finally heard this sentence, Zaden knew that there must've been something going on. "What's the matter?" As they talked, they went into the lounge. Zaden also specifically told the secretaries that no one was allowed to come in and disturb him before work in the afternoon. These words made the secretaries' eyes turn red. Since he had ordered them to keep everyone out of his office while he was inside with a woman, it was hard to control their imaginations from running wild. "How's your investigation on my surrogacy?" Grace asked. Zaden had thought that Grace's patience was wearing thin, and so she had sought him out for an update on his progress. Feeling a little ashamed, he said, "I'm sorry. There hasn't been any progress so far. You know that information on surrogacy is highly secured. It won't be so easy for my subordinates to investigate it." "It's okay. You
"Stop!" Grace made a gesture and said, "I'm going to the Empire Group. Do you want to go with me?" "Oh?" Gentry was flustered for a moment and then realized that he had almost gotten himself in trouble. He quickly said goodbye. "Sorry, sorry for bothering you. It's my fault!" Grace shook her head helplessly. She went to the kitchen to bring the toiletries she had prepared for Zaden, and set off for the Empire Group. Grace took a cab, as she didn't have the nerve to ask her chauffeurs to give her a ride. This was the first time Grace had taken the initiative to go there. She didn't know whether she was going to meet Zaden or not, but the staff at the front desk had changed since the last time she had went to deliver food and she didn't know when it had happened. Hence, the new staff didn't know her at all. However, when she saw that Grace was dressed up very beautifully and elegantly, she guessed that Grace must be someone important. Naturally, she didn't d
This time, Grace took the initiative. She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Zaden's neck, and took the initiative to plant her pink lips on his. The chaste kisses turned into lingering kisses. Zaden had always restrained himself very much. Every time he met Grace, he always felt that he was on the verge of losing control. "Well, I can't believe that you are so obedient today. Go to sleep. If you kiss me again, I might not remain chaste. You won't have a chance to sleep even if you want to," said Zaden. After going to bed, Grace took the initiative to cradle into Zaden's arms. Just like Dulcie acting like a spoiled child, Grace had also put all of her heart and soul into Zaden, like a spoiled child. The next day, there was still no sign of Zaden at breakfast in the Andrew household. "Oh? Dad's gone again..." Dulcie said regretfully. Douglas found that his sister was upset, thus he comforted her, "It doesn't matter, Dulcie. Daddy need
The silent confrontation was still going on, and Zaden was waiting. When would Moira give in? Moira was also waiting. When would Zaden be gracious enough to let her go? However, perhaps these two people didn't know each other very well. They both had naive expectations that were absolutely wrong and impossible to achieve from the beginning. "It's so cold..." Moira murmured in a low voice. As she spoke, a puff of white vapor immediately appeared in front of her lips. Even though kneeling down like this was not a big deal, Moira had always been pampered and had grown up a spoiled child. She had never suffered this kind of hardship before. Her body could not bear it either. She only felt that her legs were on the verge of losing its strength and becoming numb. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the wind and rain swayed. Flowers in the garden were beaten into a mess by the rain, as so was Moira. Moira's body had reached its limit, and she could not catch h
"Plop—" Moira's kneecaps hit the ground, the sound of it ringing crisp. Grace was dumbfounded. She looked at Moira, who was kneeling in front of her, and could not say anything for a while. As for Zaden, there was not even the slightest expression on his face. "What, what are you doing?" Grace asked. She instinctively stood up from her chair as she took in the scene before her, at a complete loss of what to do. Moira glanced at her. Sometimes, when one's ego was at one's feet, one becomes more able to take humiliation than usual. She replied with indifference, "Why are you so agitated? I'm not kneeling at you. Don't think too much of yourself." Moira looked at Zaden and said, "Zaden, I beg you, please have mercy on the Coulson family. No matter what you demand, as long as I can do it, you can demand it!" Zaden frowned and said, "Kneel further if you want to. You're an eyesore right now." Mercy? For someone like Zaden, mercy had always bee
"No, Mother, if Zaden takes over the Coulson Group, then we..." Moira could not continue speaking. She did not even want to imagine what would happen. "You understand now? I thought a donkey kicked you in the brain!" "That... That won't do. I'll go beg him right now!" Moira shouted. Now that things had come to this, it was obvious that Zaden's target was Moira. Although she was extremely unwilling, she would have to make a stand against him now. No matter what she would have to experience, she had to protect the company. She could not lose everything. She rushed to the Andrew family villa, but Moira was not even allowed through the main entrance. "Let me in!" Moira began making a scene outside. She made such a ruckus that it was difficult for the people inside to ignore her. "Mr. Andrew, Miss Coulson is causing a scene outside, this..." the butler informed Zaden "Let her be," Zaden said expressionlessly. This was not the first
Grace frowned before cutting Moira off. "Moira, there's no use in talking to me like that. I just want to know who it is. Tell me the truth!" "Do you think I'll tell you just because you want to know?" Moira scoffed before retorting, "Who do you think you are?" "Does this mean that you admit you used Mr. Yale's name to deceive me?" Grace quickly latched onto the loophole in Moira's words. "Hah, I didn't say that. You're just making things up." Moira was still as stubborn as a mule. She once again diverted the topic so that she could insult and ridicule Grace. All sorts of vulgarities came through the call, and each minute that passed only pushed a person's limits even further. Grace felt nothing at Moira's words. However, Zaden, who was next to her, did not want to hear any more of it. He was on his last straw, so he grabbed the phone to end the call. "Are you stupid? Just letting her scold you like that?" Zaden asked, his tone sour. "As long a
"Mr. Yale and his wife are quite old, so having children has been difficult for them. In the beginning, they contacted many surrogacy agencies. However, Mr. Yale was extremely cautious when it came to picking a surrogate mother. This caused a lot of trouble to the agencies since the surrogate mothers they suggested never met his standards." "Later, Mr. Yale thought about going abroad to find a surrogate mother. However, right at the critical moment, he suddenly found out that Mrs. Yale was already pregnant!" "The pleasant surprise caused them to give up their search for a surrogate mother. After all, Mrs. Yale wasn't getting any younger and they both went through a lot to get this son, so that's why the Yale family treats him so preciously." As Zaden listened to the report from his subordinate on the other end of the call, his mood grew complicated. The only way he could clear his mind was to focus on the fact that the night wind had blown his body cold. To be h
Mr. Yale's word of thanks was like a knife stabbing into Grace's heart. How could she be worthy of his gratitude? She could not take it anymore and felt like returning to the car to escape the situation. Mr. Yale withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Even he, who was usually slick and smooth, could not find the right words to say at this time. Zaden tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm sorry, she was one of the victims too, so..." "I understand," Mr. Yale said with a nod. "We understand and more than anything else, we thank you, Mr. Andrew. You've worked hard today. We won't take up any more of your time. You should go back early and rest. We will definitely drop by next time to properly thank you." Zaden nodded and turned to get in the car. Dulcie was all worn out from crying too long, so she was curled up in her seat and fast asleep. Zaden asked softly, "What on earth happened before I arrived?" Grace suddenly turned teary-eyed. The tear