His breath fanned out over her neck, teasing her and making her itch. At the same time, it was...scarily cold. Sigrid turned around stiffly and saw George standing behind her with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. Seeing his fake smile, Sigrid felt guilty. She laughed awkwardly and said, "I...I was going to buy some dinner." George raised an eyebrow. "Since when have you needed to get dinner on your own?" Sigrid looked away with some embarrassment. "I heard that there was a restaurant selling delicious food here, but they don't do deliveries. So I came here to get some takeaway." "Then why were you selling your phone and buying a new one? You've even changed your clothes. Weren't you getting ready to escape?" Sigrid was at a loss. She was wondering what went wrong with her escape plan this time. George took back Sigrid's phone from the boss. "This phone is not for sale." Immediately afterwards, he pulled Sigrid away and left. "Wai
Sigrid was taken aback. She looked at him in astonishment. "Why did you handcuff me?" When did he buy this sort of thing? Was it a cheap adult toy ordered online? "This is to prevent you from escaping." He lowered his head which made their faces only a few centimeters apart. Even though they had close contact before, Sigrid still felt very embarrassed at this moment. She blushed and swallowed her saliva, muttering, "I know I made a mistake." "Really?" He took the ring she had left before and put it back on her. "I've warned you previously not to escape. Why are you so disobedient? Or... must I use another way to warn you so that you'll understand it better?" Sigrid looked at him pitifully. "I really know I made a mistake." "You're just saying that, but you're planning on being obedient to make me put my guard down before escaping, aren't you?" George raised an eyebrow. Why was he so smart! For him to know this, it meant that he coul
George lowered his voice and warned her, "You'd better keep pretending to be asleep. Otherwise, proceed at your own risk." Sigrid was at a loss for words. Why was she so pitiful? On this night, Sigrid learned that she couldn't rest her legs on George when they went to bed. This was no different from seducing! The next morning, Sigrid felt exhausted when she woke up. She felt weak all over. She was in a daze. At this moment, she finally realized that she seemed to have had a major misunderstanding about George previously. She thought he had been boasting before, as he had a high ego. However, she didn't expect his physical strength to be actually so good. It seemed that the rest of the shameful diary posts she wrote were all true. She thought it was her future self who wrote that to please him, to make him feel more confident... What a major mistake! Sigrid held her waist as she sat up. She looked around to see that there was no one by the bed,
It must be Sigrid who was not satisfied with George's performance in bed. Thus, she wanted to escape! Sigrid's face suddenly flushed red. "Why should I be satisfied with him? I don't even like him!" Rachel frowned and thought about it for a while. Then, she said, "Then you are too pitiful. How about this? Let me take you to a good place later! It is an amazing place that I've discovered a while ago!" Sigrid looked at her suspiciously. "The place isn't open yet at this time. We will go later at night!" At night? What sort of place opened only at night and closed during the day? Was it a supper stall? Was Rachel going to take her to eat a sumptuous meal? Thinking of this, Sigrid couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She was looking forward to it. Rachel and Sigrid sat down with their drinks and chatted for some time. Then, they went to a restaurant for dinner. Finally, she went to that "good place" with Rachel. Sigrid felt uncomfortab
Sigrid was shocked. How could he say such shameless words so solemnly! They arrived at the mansion. Seeing that he was just now sitting down to have dinner, Sigrid felt rather guilty. It was already past eight. His meals were always eaten on time, and he normally had dinner around six. He was probably starving, since his dinner had been postponed for two hours. He maintained an act of eating slowly and gracefully though, probably to save face. Sigrid slowly sipped some soup beside him. After dinner, she then followed him upstairs. When they were about to reach their room, she raised her head cautiously and glanced at him. She saw that his expression was gloomy and terrifying. She quickly tried to please him and said, "Don't be angry. I actually went there with Rachel just to have a look. I didn't plan on doing anything." Sigrid felt that the reason why he was so angry was because he thought that she was going to cheat on him. If he really did something to her ou
Cyrus closed his eyes comfortably after Rachel had massaged him for five minutes. "How are my massage techniques?" She asked and wondered whether she should start her seduction plan at this moment. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she got rejected? When she thought of it this way, Rachel still hesitated. "It's great. Move a bit further down." Rachel slowly moved down. Then she secretly praised Cyrus's a*s for how unusually warped it was! How would Cyrus have expected that Rachel was fantasizing about him? After he enjoyed the massage session, Rachel wiped off the oil on his back. Then he saw her tired look. He took a tissue to wipe the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. Because of this, he was facing her topless and only had trousers on. Rachel's face suddenly blushed. It was rare to see him "half-dressed" like this. Of course, although she was a little embarrassed, she quickly grabbed the opportunity to sneak more glances at him! A
George's first reaction was confusion. His second reaction was who would've dared to cuckold him? And his third reaction was to wonder whether Sigrid had rekindled her feelings for Edward after losing her memory. His expression suddenly turned dark. Sigrid quickly explained, "I don't know what's going on. A reporter took a photo and claimed that I went to a hotel with another man. The girl in the photo looks similar to me..." No, it wasn't just that it was similar. Their side profile was basically the same. It was just that the girl's breasts were a little smaller. Her legs were also longer than that girl's! George's expression became thunderous. He took the phone from her and quickly swept over the article. George ignored all the contents above and focused on the conclusion and the comments. Then, he returned the phone to Sigrid and said, "I'll take care of this matter. Don't think too much about it, don't affect the baby." Sigrid was surprised. "Do you b
George's expression fell after he refreshed the page and saw the Facebook post. Was it a man or a woman who had posted this? To say that Sigrid was adorable, no one was allowed to say that even if it was complimenting her! Was the person eyeing her? George got very jealous. Then he learned it was a woman who was in charge of managing the Facebook page after asking his secretary. His anger abated slightly. After Sigrid saw the official Facebook post, she was relieved. The Toland family had pressured the police and also carried out investigations of their own. Hence, the evidence was quickly compiled. The reporter explained that someone had paid him a million to release the news. He thought that the news was real as he didn't really know Sigrid. Moreover, he had been paid with a huge amount of money, and there were photos as evidence. The defamation crime was only limited to fabricating facts. As long as the matter was true, it was not considered defamation.
"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