George had already noticed her small actions. He knew that she wouldn't post the photo as long as she didn't want to suffer in bed after her menstruation, so he let her do whatever she wanted. After he put everything in place, he said, "You can choose a type now." Sigrid was going to spend the afternoon baking cakes. Thinking that the kids liked sweet and sugary stuff, she started the baking process after deciding on chocolate and fruity flavors. Baking cakes required technical skills. Since both of them were inexperienced, they didn't dare to pick the ones that were too difficult, as they were afraid that the children would dislike the final products if they came out to be terrible-looking. They could only try making a few simple ones, and fortunately, they all looked considerably fine. After packing the cakes in a box, they took off their aprons while Sigrid said, "Let's see if they like it when we bring this back tonight." "They have to like it either way," G
Sigrid despised Eddison, especially when she heard from Elizabeth that he was masochistic. She did not have such a weird kink. If she was to be liked by him, others who did not know her might think George was a sadist as well! She must stay away from this man for the sake of George's reputation! "Mr. Quilt, didn't I make myself clear the last time? You should know that I'm married and I even have children. Let us pretend not to know each other so that my hubby will not misunderstand us." Sigrid was well aware of Eddison's presence back home, and he must have returned just for her. However, she couldn't just point it out loud as it would be very awkward if Eddison insisted on saying that he came back for his mother. So she decided to pretend not to know him if they coincidentally met. Eddison somewhat frowned. "I came back here just for you, and you want me to pretend that I don't know you? I wanted to meet you because I like you. How can I pretend
When the two of them returned home, Sigrid took out the cakes they made that day and gave it to the children. Although Oreo and Candy were too young, they could still eat some cream. The four children sat around and ate the cake with their tiny spoons. Sigrid couldn't help taking pictures of them and kept them in albums as memories. Sigrid planned to go on dates with George these days. However, the next morning, they received a message from Walter, who asked them to return to the manor. When they arrived at the main residence hand in hand, Sigrid was still confused as to why they were called back home. Walter and Vallerie lived in peace at the main residence, and they wouldn't call them home for nothing. It felt odd that day. The moment they entered the main residence, they saw some people already sitting in the hall. Not only was Wesley's family present, but Rebecca was also there! What was going on! Why was Rebecca there?! Sigrid looked at
The smile on Rebecca's face froze for a moment before she smiled and said, "We met each other at Sigrid's children's birthday party. We had a good impression of each other, so after we came into contact a few times, everything went just right." Sigrid snorted. Why must they always mention the birthday party? Were they trying to say that they got together all because of the birthday party? Please don't disgust her! Besides, Rebecca had left not long after she arrived that day. She had only met Wesley once at the entrance of the hall. There and then, they fell in love with each other? Sigrid looked at Rebecca disgustedly. She must have known that Wesley was her uncle and chose to be with him just to disgust her on purpose! Rebecca was only twenty-five this year, but Wesley was already more than fifty! Although Sigrid's father was also in his fifties, he looked much younger than Wesley! At the same time, Wesley smiled and announced, "Actually, Rebecca a
Monica was furious as she thought about that. Glaring at Rebecca, she apologized, "I'm sorry, Auntie!" She emphasized on the word "Auntie". She greeted her that way in the past as Wesley forced her to do so, so that they wouldn't mix up their seniority. But now since she was upset, she addressed Rebecca that way on purpose to disgust her. Rebecca remained her smile. "It's alright. Monica's still young. She'll eventually grow up and be sensible." Monica was livid with rage when she heard that. Was she trying to say that she was a grown-up baby? Cyril hesitated for a moment before asking, "Dad, do you really not want Mom anymore? Have the both of you divorced?" The smile on Wesley's face froze for a moment. "Yes, we're divorced. Your mother is nowhere to be seen now. She has disappeared for so long. I guess she's not interested in a bankrupt old man like me anymore." Upon saying that, Wesley smiled sarcastically and hugged Rebecca tightly. "Y
Sugar Bun blinked innocently and crawled towards Lucas. Then, he opened his arms and asked for a hug. He successfully got a hug after he shifted his target to the right person. Biscuit was aggrieved, why did his brother get a hug but not him?! They were just bullying him! He stared at Elizabeth with a wronged face. Elizabeth looked at him for a moment, then only did she pick him up with slight annoyance. Although she was not doing well with holding the child, unlike Lucas, and Biscuit was also feeling uncomfortable, he was still very delighted. He reached out his chubby hands and grabbed Elizabeth's necklace, looking at it curiously with his eyes wide open. Lucas also noticed the necklace Elizabeth was wearing, and he couldn't help but cast a few more glances at it. It seemed that Elizabeth had been wearing this necklace all the time. He heard when her manager reported her job scope to her, if any of them required her to wear or change her necklace,
As soon as he thought of that possibility, Lucas felt his heart pounding violently. It was not that he hadn't thought of that before, but when he tried to probe into it, Elizabeth did not explain any further, so he thought that he couldn't possibly be Sugar Bun and Biscuit's father, but... What she was saying right now was really confusing him! "Sugar Bun and Biscuit... Whose children are they?" He asked tentatively. He did not want to misunderstand it only to find out that they were not his biological children. If that was the case, it would only raise his hopes for nothing! "Mine," Elizabeth said in a bad mood. Lucas pursed his lips and said, "You know that I'm asking for the children's father, and you know what I meant. Don't play dumb." "Hmph!" Elizabeth snorted. "Tell me, are they my children?" Lucas was dying of anxiousness. He put down the child in his hand, pulled her aside and asked, "They're my children, aren't they? So, you said that
When Elizabeth came out of the bathroom, her face had returned to normal, and the blush on her face was gone. Lucas felt slightly sorry for her, but now that he had his sons with him, it didn't matter anymore. He was addicted to pinching Sugar Bun and Biscuit's cheeks, and he couldn't even stop doing it. Previously, he did not want to keep doing this as he thought that they were someone else's children. If he accidentally pinched it too hard and caused them pain, he was afraid that Elizabeth would think that he was abusing the child. Then she might not let him take care of them anymore. But it was different now that they were his very own sons. He could pinch them as much as he wanted! Sugar Bun frowned in an aggrieved manner, and he wanted to push Lucas' hands away with his little fleshy ones. Unfortunately, he was too young to have the strength to do so, so he could only look at his father with grievance. Seeing that Sugar Bun's face had already t
"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