Although Zaden did not know the whole story, he guessed that Moira must have lost her temper because of Dulcie. He suddenly felt unhappy. Dulcie was his child, even if Moira was the children's birth mother, she had no right to yell at them! "Dear child, don't cry, you're crying so much that your father's heart is aching," Zaden kissed Dulcie's little face, patted her back, and coaxed her gently and patiently. "Dad, I hate her!" "All right,span " Zaden coaxed her/span. "I know how you feel. Don't cry, okay?" Dulcie didn't say anything, but continued to hug Zaden's neck tightly. span Seeing his daughter act like this/span, Zaden felt extremely upset. At this time, Douglas also followed and came to Zaden. He said, "Dad,span it's Mom who made Dulcie cry/span. She shouted at Dulcie, and Dulcie was scared." "Okay." Zaden also touched Douglas's head and said, "Why don't you stay here and accompany your sister, and I'll go and see what's going on, oka
"Yes, that's why we need to build a good relationship with her now, so that we don't have to go through difficult times in the future..." The quiet discussion between the servants came to an abrupt end when they heard a voice filled with anger. "What are you doing?" Moira rebuked the servants loudly and said, "Don't you all have work to do? Why are you lingering here?" The group of servants immediately shut up in fear and looked at each other. They all tried to cover up their embarrassment by going back to their work. Moira had heard only a few comments, which were enough for her to guess what they had been talking about. The anger in her heart rose directly to the top of her head. If this had happened in the Coulson Group, she would definitely fire these people. However, this was the Andrew family, and she had just been warned by Zaden. Therefore, even if Moira was very angry, she could only pretend to be powerful and lose her temper at the servants. She
Grace was ecstatic. He must be saying that he wanted to raise her salary. Although her prank on him had not gone smoothly, it was still nice to get a pay raise. She was about to express her thanks to Zaden when she heard him continue. "The coffee we have is imported beans of the highest quality, how about..." Zaden stared at the cup of coffee at his hand, smiled, and said meaningfully, "I give it to you as a reward? Drink it. Not a drop should be wasted." Grace was speechless. Grace was completely dumbfounded as she was dreaming of a pay raise just a while ago. However, her dream was shattered in the next second, and she had to drink the coffee that she had tampered with. Of course, she could choose not to drink it. But if she did not drink it, the fact that she had tampered with it would be exposed. Because of her actions, she was now left with no choice. She glared at Zaden as if he owed her a million dollars. "What's wrong?" Zaden asked. "Do
The children peeked their little heads in from behind the door, and were dumbfounded to see the three adults stuck in a stalemate. "Douglas, what are they doing?" Dulcie stood by the door timidly. Feeling helpless, she asked her brother for help. "I don't know either," Douglas replied. The siblings stood at the door. They did not know whether to go forward or retreat. When Moira saw the two children, she felt that this was a good opportunity for her. Right now, she was only superior to Grace in terms of their identity. After all, she was the twin's biological mother. Hence, the appearance of Douglas and Dulcie was like a godsend for her. "Douglas, Dulcie, come to Mom." Moira squatted down and opened her arms to the two children. At a time like this, Moira urgently needed someone to stand on her side. Douglas and Dulcie were the best for this. However, Dulcie was frightened by the ferocious look on Moira's face. She knew that Moira
The purpose of saying those words was to make Zaden feel that Grace was sullied. Moira was not kind enough to let Grace have the heartwarming family reunion she hoped for. What was more, even if she felt generous that day, she wouldn't do so either. "I know!" Grace was a little worked up, and she was too anxious to say anything clearly. "I know it's against the rules, but I don't mean anything else by it. I just want to see my child!" "I don't mean to..." Before Grace could say that she wanted to reveal her identity to her child, she stopped herself. She knew it was asking for too much to do so. "I am not that naive," she added. "But this is not something I can decide," Moira said innocently. Grace had finally found out some information on her child, so she would not stop here. She was about to continue persuading Moira to find a way to let her meet her child. At this moment, Zaden, whom Grace had ignored up until then, finally flared up. He gr
Moira, who was now completely awake, watched as the servants started moving her things. She shouted, "Put it down! Don't move a thing! Do you know how expensive my things are? Can you afford it if you ruin them?" However, Moira's warning was useless. "Hey! I asked you to put them down! Are you deaf?" Moira asked. "Miss Coulson, aren't you the deaf one?" Jayce said with a smile, "Didn't you hear what I said just now?" Moira had always hated Jayce. She always felt that he had plotted against her in front of Zaden. Naturally, she would not be polite at that point in time. "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me with such an attitude?" Moira sneered. With that, Jayce laughed. He was not in a panic at all as he said, "Of course, I'm not qualified to say anything. However, this has nothing to do with me. It's Mr. Andrew's order. Miss Coulson, if you have any dissatisfactions, you'd better ask Mr. Andrew in person. There's no need to go against
Meeting with a flat refusal, Grace didn't want to say anything else. Jayce continued, "Grace, I'm warning you, don't hold on to any impractical ideas." Jayce's warning was like a basin of cold water splashing on her, which finally sobered Grace up. Her doubts over the past few days, as well as all sorts of tangled thoughts, were inseparable from the fact that Zaden had repeatedly emphasized that he liked Grace. Even if Grace had been very resistant to him before, Zaden had always been a strong-willed person. When did it start to change? Indeed, it was from that night on. Grace instantly understood the changes that had taken place in the past few days. Since Zaden had already found out about the matter of her giving birth to a child, he should've been disillusioned now. Although she felt a little sorry for herself, she didn't blame Zaden. After all, others would also react in the same way he did. Furthermore, the other party was Zaden, who
Emilia Yale, Nelson's wife, was sitting beside Deron. She was touching his head with pride in her eyes. Upon seeing this, a huge weight fell off Grace's shoulders. Grace believed in what she saw. The love in Emilia's eyes and the care Nelson had for his son showed that Deron had grown up in love. Deron must be happy with such a loving family. Since they were taking care of Deron so well, Grace had no regrets. Even though Deron was her flesh and blood, she was not the one he called Mom. His smile towards her was merely out of politeness. Although she was happy to see him, she was feeling slightly sad. "You're welcome," Grace said. She did not want to lose her composure, so she tried her best to control her emotions. She looked at Emilia apologetically and asked, "He is such an adorable child. Do you mind if I hug him?" Emilia must've been proud of her son's popularity. Emilia said with a smile, "It's his honor." Grace looked at her son. Wi
"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