George had previously taught her to use the gym equipment at home. She could only lift 20 kilograms. However, Elizabeth could lift 60 kilograms... What on Earth? Was he that amazing? "Mommy, this seems fun." Tianna pointed at the screen with her fingers. "It's the same as the one you had before. I want to play too!" "You'll have to wait till you grow taller before you can play with it. That is not a small machine." Tianna was immediately disappointed. Sigrid pinched her arm. She was merely a child, where would she get the strength to work out on a small machine? Miley had been running for half an hour on the treadmill after the training ended an hour ago. She was sweaty by the time she was done. Jonason gave her a towel to wipe her sweat and said, "Take a shower after half an hour. Are you tired?" Miley nodded and didn't say anything. Jonason noticed that she seemed to be very tired. He said, "You're too weak. When the trainin
Sigrid was sad that the show only aired once a week. That would not be enough! She was excited to see what was going to happen next! "Mom, why does Uncle Jonason want to carry her so much?" Tianna asked curiously. "The other people always encouraged each other to run by themselves. Our teacher said that no matter how hard it gets, we have to keep going!" Sigrid smiled awkwardly. "He thinks that she is not healthy enough, and he is worried that she might faint." Tianna nodded her head. If that was the case, she would be able to understand why their situation was different from what the teacher said. That night, Miley, who had just run a few kilometers, laid on her bed after returning to her room. Her whole body was weak and aching. She would definitely feel sore the next day! It wasn't just her feet. She had to move her arms while running too! Her arms were going to be sore too. She was afraid that she would be so tired that she would pass o
When Jonason saw that Miley was in good spirits, he asked, "How are you feeling today?" "I feel good. You did a good job yesterday." Miley said. Although he said the previous night that she could be a little more flexible, he still helped her out. Apart from being inappropriate at times, he was good in other aspects. Jonason saw that she was smiling at him, and felt that he had made the right move. He had been thinking whether he should have bullied Miley before she took a bath the night before. She would feel more relaxed after the bath anyway, and it would benefit him as well. However, on second thoughts, he was afraid to leave any traces in the bed and to be discovered by others, so he gave up on the idea. After helping her stretch and relax, he noticed that her tone softened when she talked to him. It also seemed like his actions had given her a good impression. "I will continue to help her tonight, so that I can prepare for all kinds of po
Miley was speechless and really wanted to swear at him for being so shameless, but she didn't have the energy to do so! Sigrid saw that and there were many comments about Jonason's words appearing on the screen. "Haha, don't be so narcissistic. The look in her eyes is not seduction at all! It was clearly a look of dissatisfaction!" "I think when he looks at Miley, his eyes must have its own filters, so he will beautify her eyes!" "As long as she's staring at me, she must be seducing me!" Sigrid could not understand how Jonason had misunderstood what Miley meant. Her eyes were obviously dissatisfied with what he had just said. Suddenly, she thought of her own man... Was George like that as well? Sigrid frowned. Clearly a man's point of view was different from that of a woman's. Women would know that it was a look of dissatisfaction, but to men, it was a look of seduction! She finally understood and felt sorry for Miley. She had
"I don't think people who dislike each other will have such good chemistry with one another. They're probably having an affair!" "He seems like a gentleman. Only a few men would willingly massage a woman's leg." "Wasn't she in the news for being attacked before? It was him who saved her." "A hero saving a damsel in distress! It's no wonder my impression on him has changed for the better!" Sigrid also could tell that the relationship between the two was complicated. When they had met a few times before, Miley had made it clear that she disliked Jonason. Now, she did not dislike him. It was just that she would occasionally say something distasteful to him. In fact, it made her seem even more intimate with him. Even if she did not like Jonason, she would treat him as a friend. Sigrid knew that there was a higher probability of having a good impression of Jonason. Miley knew that Jonason liked her, but she did not think that there was merely a
Her neck and face looked dark, but her body looked pale and fair. He then pulled off some of the clothes on her shoulders. Her arms were also fair, but her hands were dark. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at her face in shock. "You..." Ariel pursed her lips. If he stared at her for a while, he would notice that something was not right. However ... "The difference in skin color is huge! It looks worse than a panda!" Ariel was speechless. "Did you always go out without sunscreen? Is that why your skin is exposed to the sun?" Christin said doubtfully, "You didn't use sunscreen when you were born! You also wore clothes all the time. How did this happen?" Ariel was at a loss for words. "So, you hadn't slept with me before because you were afraid that I would take off your clothes at night and see this?" Christin seemed to have found the reason. "Are you afraid that I would dislike you, that was why you didn't want to let me
Christin was unhappy. "How would I have found out about it! One is fair and the other is dark. One was flawless, and the other has small freckles on her face! Moreover, you had makeup on when I saw you while you were Natasha. Your facial features were more prominent. When you pretended to be Ariel, you had darkened your skin, drew freckles on and wore a pair of glasses." "The difference is huge. Who would have thought? Most people would not think those who have such differences would actually be the same person!" Ariel pursed her lips. "I don't care. Anyway, you did not recognize me!" Christin felt upset because he thought that she was being unreasonable. "I don't care! Wash the makeup off your face. You've lied to me for so long. After you wash up, we can discuss this!" Christin walked out of the bathroom and shut the door loudly. She pursed her lips. He felt embarrassed because he didn't find out her identity himself. Otherwise, knowing him, he might
After watching the show, Sigrid also wondered what had happened to Jonason and Miley during that one hour. In the end, she sent the link of the video to Jonason and told him that the scene had been edited into the show by the production team. They were obviously trying to cause some trouble! The scene concerned their privacy immensely and should not have been added to the episode. If the two of them were reluctant to announce their relationship, then that meant that the producers had deliberately cooked up a fuss to increase the popularity of the show. Indeed, that was true for many variety shows. Some shows had even deliberately edited the previews to indicate that the participants did not get along well with each other to add some suspense in order to attract the audience to continue watching the next episode. When Jonason heard about the matter, Miley was next to him. Seeing that that scene had been edited into the show, they immediately grew furious at the
"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