Sigrid did not care how long it had been for George. She went upstairs to prepare and then hurried back down. Seeing that George was about to leave, she got into another car and asked the driver to drive away without saying goodbye to him. Mr. Toland watched somberly as the car drove away, thinking that he would not let the chauffeur drive her away next time. "It's so far away. I'm sure she won't be able to walk there!" After Sigrid arrived at the school, she practiced several times and then ran through the whole dance in front of the supervisor. Then she did the break-downs twice. After confirming that she was qualified, the supervisor arranged the afternoon classes for her. The class from 2 PM to 4:30 PM was the freshmen class of this dance school, specializing in teaching beginners. Sigrid learned that the people who signed up were not looking to make a career in dance, but were mostly there to lose weight or to stay fit. So even Sigrid was a novice teacher,
She and Edward were startled by the sudden sound of the door. When they turned their heads, they saw George standing in the doorway with a menacing expression. The man's face that normally looked so stoic and aloof, as if nothing could perturb his expression, now looked very angry. Especially those eyes. Edward felt like he would be dragged out and chopped up the moment he met George's gaze! Sigrid came to her senses. While Edward was slow to react, she pushed him away and hid behind George. She quickly gathered the collar of her clothes and said, "Hubby, he's bullying me. Kick his *ss!" As soon as the words were out of her mouth, George suddenly raised his fist and swung it. Under Sigrid's shocked gaze, he did not hesitate to make his move... Sigrid was mesmerized. 'Was he really going to beat this guy up? She'd only blurted it out in the moment without thinking. But he was really good at fighting! Edward, a rookie, didn't stand a chance!" Sig
Sigrid was originally full of confidence. She thought that it didn't matter even if there was no salary for this class. It would allow her to accumulate some experience for future jobs. But she became a little frustrated when she realized that her students were all focused on George and not on the dancing. 'Why are you looking at George? Is your teacher not as good-looking as him?' she scolded inwardly. Sigrid was very grieved. After the class, she felt that today's experience had not really been a good one. She even felt a little unhappy to see George's handsome face! George saw her looking sullen and thought she was unhappy because she'd had to stop working after just one class. "I'll take you skiing in a few days, and when you come back, you can be a teacher again!" he told her. Anyway, they had to have a honeymoon. Sigrid curled her lip. "Can the school be built so quickly?" "It's ready-made." George looked at the dance school behind him an
When Sigrid reacted, George had already undone a few buttons on her pajamas, which alarmed her so much that she quickly grabbed his big hand. "What are you doing?" Sigrid asked "I am not doing anything, I just want to check it," George said, pushing her little hand away and touching her palm with his finger. He felt her body trembling slightly because of what he was doing, which put him in a good mood. Then he quickly undid the buttons of her pajamas and took off her clothes. Every night, Sigrid would put on her camisole top to go to bed, mainly because she was sleeping with a man beside her. She couldn't wear underwear or just pajamas, with nothing underneath.* George frowned seeing that she still had a piece of clothing on. Obviously, he disliked the camisole top that prevented him from seeing her beautiful body. "I was not be bullied!" She protected her chest. If she didn't protest, this man would take off her camisole. Although she clearly knew h
"You were just playing tricks on me, huh?" George looked at her constrained appearance, and the depression in his heart dissipated. The only thing left was to kiss her. Sigrid shook her head. "It's just that I'm hungry." She would never tell him that she regretted that she had said that. George kissed her hard as if he was punishing her. He didn't let her go until her lips were raw. If time allowed, he wanted to keep hugging her and kissing her longer. Sigrid blushed."It's time for you to go to work," she frowned and said seriously. "Well, do you want to go with me? Do you want to do a part-time job?" George raised his eyebrows and asked. "What part-time job?" Sigrid wondered. "You'll know when you get there." ...... When Sigrid entered the Toland Group offices, she was still a little confused. She was even more confused to find that she was now George's assistant. Her job was very simple, such as making tea and delivering fi
"Alright, get dressed and let's go," George said. Sigrid changed into the gown she had picked out before, then put on high heels and someone came quickly to help her put the jewelry on. She side-stepped George to go in front of the mirror to take a closer look at her makeup. And George gulped when he saw Sigrid taking a few steps, showing her slender legs in the slit on the side of the cheongsam. She had been studying dance since she was a child. Her legs were straight and slender, with perfect curves. After putting on high heels, her legs looked even more elongated, which made her look more attractive. George frowned. 'How could I have been so stupid last night? I should have wrapped her legs around my waist while making out!' 'Or... I could also put her legs over my shoulders. I'll try that tonight!' he thought to himself. Sigrid, who had no idea that George was having such lustful thoughts, made sure her makeup was perfect, looked at George
Sigrid never thought that Mrs. Toland would care about their married life. 'No, no, no, that is not the point! 'What does it matter that George is cold-tempered and ignores her in bed? Should she take the initiative to do it?' Her words were wrong! Utterly wrong! He was not cold at all! He was very enthusiastic at night as if he didn't want to neglect her every night! He took the initiative every night, so she didn't need to take the first step at all! Sigrid was conflicted, but the next second she realized that there was something wrong. The nurse's uniform and maid's clothes... hadn't they been arranged by the maid? Sigrid didn't know the name of the maid, but now that she'd heard what Mrs. Toland said, she understood. The 'Alisa' that Mrs. Toland referred to must be that maid. The reason why she'd made a decision 'on her own' was that she'd reported the matter to Mrs. Toland and then Mrs. Toland had asked her to purchase it for her son
One million? Sigrid widened her eyes thinking this woman was out of her mind. Even if she had hit the children, which she did not, she would not give one million in compensation! 'Is she money hungry?' Sigrid thought to herself. At that moment, Alisa said, "Madam, don't be afraid of her. Mister knows how to handle things." Sigrid realized with the sentence the maid had said that she should be very confident. Even though the situation with that woman and the business tycoon facing her was not easy, she did not have to be afraid. As a matter of fact... that man was not as powerful as George! Last time in the supermarket, hadn't he cowered in front of George? "Then let's go. Let my husband handle this." She felt she had done the best she could, so she looked up and was ready to leave. Yet again, the woman held her back. Sigrid stopped full of frustration. She turned, wanting to ask the woman what she wanted when Sigrid saw her raising her hand re
"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