On the day of Rose's engagement, many people were invited. When Sigrid and the others arrived, there was already a crowd at the venue. As soon as they entered, they saw Rose, who was dressed beautifully. She was standing next to a slightly older man while Cedric was not far away, greeting guests. Cedric saw them walk on over and greeted them the way he usually did. He left soon after. He looked as if he had just gotten over a heartbreak. Rose saw that Elizabeth had come together with Lucas whose burn wound on his face hadn't quite healed. She looked at them with disdain. She used to envy Elizabeth for being able to find a good-looking man, but his face had been disfigured. He and Elizabeth did look quite a match for each other, after all. However, when she noticed George, she was once again pissed off. Did Sigrid, the little b*tch, come to waltz around with her husband on purpose? Did she come here just to see her make a fool of herself? Rose l
As she watched Rose's egregious face, Elizabeth raised her chin and said, "Sorry, I forgot that you're ugly. If I'm your bridesmaid, I'm afraid no one will pay attention to the bride." Rose immediately reddened in rage. She was aware that she wasn't as gorgeous as Elizabeth was, but to be called ugly in such a blatant manner would make anyone feel bad. Did Elizabeth think too highly of her good looks? How could she be ugly? She thought she looked quite alright compared to the average woman. "What are you so proud of? You're beautiful, yet you fell in love with an ugly man." Rose gnashed her teeth and said, "You're blind for giving up on my brother for him!" Elizabeth sneered at her, "He's handsome." Rose had no words for Elizabeth. Was she completely blind? Not only did she have terrible taste, but her eyesight was just as bad. Rose was exasperated with her. She no longer wanted to bicker with Elizabeth, so she went straight in the opposite direction
Sigrid sighed helplessly. "But I'm mitigated to see that you're not doing well." Rose was speechless. Although she knew that Sigrid would be happy if she was having a hard time, she was annoyed when Sigrid directly said it out loud! When Sigrid went to eat the snacks, she purposely took a picture of Rose and her fiancé and sent it to the group chat so that everyone could have a look at the couple. Sigrid sent the photo. Sigrid sarcastically asked whether Rose and her fiancé looked like father and daughter when they were smiling. Natasha agreed with Sigrid with an evil smile. "What's with all the bizarre-looking fiancé Cedric found for his sister?" Sigrid giggled. "Allegedly, it's because Cedric doesn't think that a man's appearance is as important as opposed to his ability." Miley proposed that appearances were as important as their ability. However, if it was intermarriage, it didn't matter what the other party looked like as it all depended o
She was rubbing her hands in anger when Cedric came in. "Did you make things difficult for the makeup artist?" He asked. "What? How dare she complain about me? Does she think it's easy to earn money? She couldn't even take a few comments?" Rose scoffed rudely. Cedric looked at her, helplessness in his eyes. "Weren't you okay with it before? Why are you still making a fuss right now?" "There was no comparison before, was there? Sigrid brought George here! So, obviously I don't feel so great about it now," Rose explained, as if she had been greatly wronged. Cedric knew that Rose used to admire George when she was in the Andrew family, but he didn't expect her to still be thinking about him. "I remember that you didn't fancy him that much. Didn't you think that he was just handsome?" "Well, he's still handsome now, so I still like him! I just can't stand the two sisters! They're too seductive and alluring! Their men are better than my fiancées. Why?" Rose ask
Seeing how Rose was unwilling to leave, Cedric bunched his brows together. "I asked you before, and you agreed." "You should have at least let me see him in person! The photo you gave me was too misleading! He's so old, but the photo made him look like he's only in his early thirties. He looked good in the photos. How could I refuse?" When Rose thought of the photo, she felt like she was the world's biggest victim. The Four Greatest Evil Techniques were indeed well-known. They had photoshopped a man who looked to be forty into looking like thirty-year-old, and his facial features were refined. That was not a real photo at all. It was a visual lie! Every time Rose thought about that, her heart would be filled with so much resentment and dissatisfaction that she didn't know what to do with herself. Cedric looked at her as he tried to figure out what to say next. "It's true that the disparity of the photo and the actual person is...significant, but it's a dis
Rose's engagement banquet was about to end, and Sigrid had eaten a lot. After she went home with George, they enjoyed some supper made by Lucas at Elizabeth's place while letting their kids play together. As soon as they saw their older friends, Sugar Bun and Biscuit smiled in excitement. Although they couldn't speak yet, they held onto them as they babbled incoherent words with their mouths. Candy stared at Sugar Bun and Biscuit curiously. Except for the clothes they wore which were of different colors, the two little guys looked exactly the same. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and pinched Sugar Bun's cheek. Sugar Bun's little brows furrowed, and he also reached out his hand to pinch Candy's. The two little fellas began to pinch each other. Biscuit glanced at Oreo and saw his serious face, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend Oreo. He was so scared that he only dared to hold his hand to seek his attention. However, Oreo just looked
On the way back, Sigrid nagged to her husband, "You should learn from them and cook me supper." "Sure, as long as you dare eat it." Mr. Toland agreed without hesitation. Sigrid was speechless. She remembered that when they had been travelling and cooked together, he knew nothing. Sigrid thought, she'd better forget it. In fact, it didn't matter if she couldn't eat the supper he cooked. Seeing that she suddenly quieted down, Mr. Toland realized her dislike for his cooking. "I'll cook for you tomorrow. You must finish it." Sigrid felt wronged, "What if you deliberately make it unpalatable? Do I have to eat it too?" "Of course it will be bad, but I won't do it on purpose." George had a straight face. His cooking skills were so terrible that even if he didn't do it on purpose, it wouldn't taste good. Sigrid was at a loss for words. It had been so long. She was afraid that he had long forgotten how to use the induction stove, not to mention anything
Simon saved the photos sent by George and forwarded them to Lindsay. Lindsay was puzzled when she saw those pictures and asked, "Why are you sending these pictures to me?" "Sigrid did it. Mr. Toland is showing off." Simon looked at her thoughtfully, "Do I have the honor to eat the food you cook?" Lindsay looked a little embarrassed, "I'm not very good at cooking..." She was still a baby! "It doesn't matter. I want to eat it," Simon said with a smile. Lindsay frowned and was in a dilemma, "Then I'll cook for you tomorrow." Men were really creatures that loved to compare themselves to each other! Even food made by wives and girlfriends was comparable! "Auntie, I want to eat it too." Cleveland looked at Lindsay expectantly. "How can I miss out on yours?" Lindsay poked the tip of Cleveland's nose and then pinched his cheek. When Lindsay was trying to figure out what she would be making the day after, Cleveland approached his father and
"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