"That's right! Oh, my god! He was the man who came to pick you up in a Maserati, wasn't he? You have such a handsome and rich boyfriend, yet you still keep such a low profile!" "Not only the Maserati, apparently he changes cars whenever he comes by! I wonder how many cars he has!" She wasn't his girlfriend! She was still single! However, Christin took Ariel's cutlery to pick up a piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth. He took a few bites and found that the meat was indeed more tender than the one he had before. He instantly became upset. "They're the same dishes. Why is the meat served at your table more tender than the one I had? The meat served to us was too old. It didn't taste good at all." As he spoke, he ate a few more mouthfuls and completely forgotten that Ariel had used this cutlery as well. "What should I do when an idiot wants to eat my saliva?" Ariel thought to herself. Christin did not notice that the cutlery he was using a
"Rachel, you're talking as if we were making things difficult for her. This is a graduation dinner party. Everyone has had some wine already. Why can't Sigrid drink? She didn't drive here herself, and her husband also came with her. Someone will send her home later. What is there to be afraid of?" "That's right. What's more, we may not have much opportunity to meet again in the future. Look at the current situation. Only the locals in City A and the people who stayed back in City A came. There are a total of 60 students in our class. And only around 30 of our classmates turned up today. Some of them have already gone back to their hometown. It will also be difficult for the group of us who are here today to meet up again in the future." Sigrid knew that they were just trying to force her to drink. She smiled and said, "I can't drink alcohol. If you still can't accept me drinking juice, then just take it that I'm looking down on you." As soon as she said that, everyone
Rachel admired these people. Although she had made herself very clear earlier, there were still a few of them who fantasized about catching themselves a rich husband. It wasn't as easy as they thought. To catch someone like that, they'd have to first have the capability to do so. They'd probably read too many romance novels and thought that things would play out like Cinderella. She suddenly thought of the news she had seen before. It was said that there was a young girl who went to work at a bar. It was because she had read a lot of domineering CEO plot novels. The heroine in those novels was ordinary. But they met a domineering CEO after they went to work at the bar. She hoped to meet such a man in a bar. Rachel didn't know whether it was true or not, but she thought the girl was rather stupid. These things in novels were not real. One should just read it for entertainment. Even if it really did happen in reality, there were so many women in this world
When the girl heard Christin's words, she was so scared that her calves were shaking. Was he going to smash her head open? Jonason was so angry that he took a few deep breaths and said, "Then tell me, what should I do?" Christin was at a loss and asked, "What am I supposed to do when you ask me something like that?" Jonason looked at Sigrid and said, "You tell me!" Sigrid cowered in George's arms in fear. What did this have to do with her? Why did she have to be dragged into this matter? Though she had to admit that these girls had followed her here... The girls standing at the door were also afraid of the change in atmosphere. One or two of them sensed that something was wrong, so they quietly left. George frowned and said, "You're scaring her." Jonason's expression softened a little after he remembered that Sigrid was still pregnant. He still looked at her, as though waiting for her opinion. Sigrid said tentatively, "Call... l
Miley crossed her arms across her chest and said, "Many other men are missing me every day. Let me give you an idea. If you miss me, search for my name on Google and find some videos or pictures of me online to see. If that still doesn't work, then you could buy my merchandise and change all your daily necessities to those with my photos on them. If that fails again, you could take stick a photo of me on an inflatable doll! I don't mind!" Jonason replied, "It's not enough if it just looks like you. It also must have your figure. What are your measurements? I'll ask someone to make me an inflatable doll that's almost the same as you." Miley was so angry that her face turned red. She shouted, "You pervert!" "It was your idea." Jonason frowned. "That won't do. Just the body measurements alone are not enough. The same body measurements could still produce a different figure. Could you take off your clothes and show your body to me? I can only tell the producers of the in
Miley looked at him disdainfully and asked, "Have you taken a bath yet?" "Not yet. Shall we do it together?" "I've already bathed. Do what you wish." Jonason's eyes lit up. "Does that mean that from now on, we can bathe together if you haven't bathed yet?" "I didn't say that!" She blushed and gritted her teeth. She wanted to push him away, but she also knew that she didn't have the strength to do so. "That's exactly what you mean, I'm sure of it." He pecked her on the lips and smiled. "I don't have a change of clothes. Do you mind if I sleep with you in the nude?" "No! I'm afraid I'll get a stye! Go and take your bath. I'll get my assistant to get you some clothes." After Jonason went into the bathroom, Miley quickly sent a message to her assistant. "Buy me a set of men's pajamas. His height is about 1.9 meters." Miley's assistant was dumbfounded. "Miley, did you bring a man home? Don't do anything silly! What if the reporter
The next day, it was already twelve o'clock when Sigrid got up. As she brushed her teeth, she turned on the phone and it immediately started vibrating. Messages came one after another. She only felt that her mobile phone was going to explode. Sigrid quickly brushed her teeth and ignored the messages. She only started reading them when she was drinking a glass of milk after lunch with George. She'd received a personal message on Twitter. The name looked like her university classmate's name. However, there were too many students in her class during university, 60 of them. It was mostly girls in their class. They would usually mingle around with people from the same dorm room. Although they would look familiar because they were from the same class, or they would know that they belonged to the same class after listening to the name. However, it was hard to place the faces to the names. Sigrid clicked into it and saw more than thirty messages. The pages loaded quickl
There were many toys in the box. "I will comb my little brother or sister's hair in the future," said Tianna as she looked at Sigrid's belly expectantly. Sigrid laughed awkwardly. "Sweetie, infants don't have enough hair for you to comb." After all, children were shaved bald at the beginning. Even girls might only start to keep their hair long after they turned one. Tianna was immediately very disappointed. "Then when will they have hair?" "After they can walk, their hair will grow out slowly. But your younger brother will still have short hair. Only your younger sister will grow her hair out." Sigrid caressed Tianna's head. She might not be able to have boy and girl twins. Even though she had always prayed that she would be able to during this period of time, the chances of this happening were very low. This was not something that she could just pray for. Tianna was puzzled. "Why does my brother have short hair? I like long hair!" "Your y
"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