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
The Yale Villa was not close to the Andrew family estate. Given the trip and the time spent socializing at the banquet, they returned late at night. The children and the servants were all asleep. Thus, the whole building was exceptionally quiet. Only the sound of insects chirping could be heard. Grace followed behind Zaden as they walked into the house. The servants lived downstairs, including Grace. Zaden and his two children's rooms were upstairs with a few other guest rooms. When she reached the staircase, Grace paused for a moment. She planned to return to the room once Zaden climbed up the stairs. However, she didn't expect for Zaden to stop as well. "Mr. Andrew, is there anything else?" Grace asked in confusion. Zaden glanced at the servant's quarters and suddenly asked in a very flippant way, "Is it comfortable to sleep in the servant's rooms?" "What?" Grace was stunned. Why was he asking this? No matter how uncomfortable it
Although Grace didn't want to get into a relationship with Zaden, she was quite satisfied with her current job. Just because she worked under him, it did not entitle him to her personal affairs or time. For adults, they would not need to hear the word 'no' to know that it was a rejection. Grace's reply, in reality, had already expressed her refusal. With his intelligence, it was impossible for Zaden not to catch on to her signal. Unless he didn't want to accept it. Zaden looked at Grace in disbelief as Grace maintained the same expression when faced with his confession of love. He would never have imagined that Grace would reject him after he proposed for them to date. After all, in Zaden's opinion, Grace also liked him. "Grace, are you playing hard to get with me?" Zaden frowned and asked in an incomparably serious tone. Grace was so angry that she couldn't help but laugh. It was precisely because she sensed the seriousness in Zaden's qu
"Miss Andie, I have no clue why such postings would appear in the school forum. Since you called to ask me about it, I explained myself to you. I made it clear that these postings are not the truths, " Grace said matter-of-factly. "If the school thinks that I have damaged its reputation and wants to punish me, please at least investigate the truth. I did nothing wrong, and I do not mind any investigation on me." Upon hearing Grace's words, Andie's opinion was already starting to turn. "All right, I'll explain it to the school. As for what will happen next, let's talk about it later!" After that, Andie hung up before Grace could reply. Looking at the phone, Grace shook her head helplessly. Grace didn't mind her teacher's attitude. However, she was curious as to who would slander her on the school forum, saying that she was a mistress. After thinking about it for a long time, Grace still couldn't come up with a solution. She usually kept a low profile
With that, Grace's gratitude for Zaden disappeared into thin air. After all, he was the cause of the troubles she was facing, so it was natural for him to solve it. Grace glared at Zaden, thinking about the trouble she faced from his good looks. "Wait. I have already solved it for you. It's fine if you don't thank me, but why are you glaring at me?" Zaden felt irritated as he felt unappreciated for his efforts. Was her heart made steel? Did she not feel touched at all? "Thank you?" Grace said angrily, "Why don't you think about it? Why would Moira do this to me?" "It's obvious that she's a lunatic. How would I know why?" said Zaden. Grace couldn't restrain herself any longer and rolled her eyes. "It's all because of you!" Grace said. This time, even though Zaden had turned the tables, he did not feel guilty at all. Whom he liked was his own business. Why should he feel guilty because of Moira? However, if Moira continued to hurt Gra
Looking at Zaden's scrunched-up face, Grace wanted to laugh out loud in satisfaction. "All right," Zaden said with a face full of humiliation. While they were talking, Douglas and Dulcie were busy entertaining their friends as the hosts. "Look! They're my parents!" There was pride in Dulcie's voice. She held her head high and said, "Aren't they super good-looking?" Children were competitive by nature. Having grown up with the lack of motherly love, Dulcie was more sensitive and eager for attention than other children. Every child would think that their parents were the most handsome couple in the world. Admittedly, Dulcie's 'parents' were in a different league. "Yes!" The other children all supported her and praised her. "Your mother is so beautiful, and your father is also very handsome, but... it would be great if he didn't look so sour." "Hahaha..." Dulcie laughed. "Don't mind him. My dad's always like this!" For a child her age,
As soon as Grace entered the house, she bumped into Zaden. He had come down from the stairs, looking for her. "Mr. Andrew," Grace called out to Zaden. She walked up to him and said with an expressionless face, "Moira is here. She's just outside. She's clamoring to come in to celebrate Douglas and Dulcie's birthday. Jayce can't hold her back any longer. What should we do?" In truth, everyone was curious about other's affairs. To want to gossip was a human's instinct. Therefore, Grace was very curious about how Zaden would resolve this matter, but she didn't want to appear too curious. According to Zaden's narcissistic personality, he would definitely think she cared about him. It would be bad if he misunderstood her. Hearing this, Zaden frowned slightly. He had a headache when he heard Moira's name, but he had to deal with it. At least, he had to come forward and drive her away. So, Zaden walked out of the door. "Grace, you better not poke your nose i
Grace was really mad. She had been taken advantage of by that son of a b* tch, Zaden! Ever since she had been bullied by Zaden a few times, Grace had already consciously avoided this situation from happening again. However, she had never imagined that she would fall into his trap this night. She blamed herself for being overly curious and nosy. Sure enough, curiosity kills the cat. Grace silently swore that she would never meddle in other people's business in the future. Although she was reflecting on herself on the inside, her hands were busy pushing Zaden away. She wanted to end this kiss as soon as possible. However, Zaden was completely in control of the rhythm. After learning from his previous incidents, Zaden felt that he was becoming more and more adept at kissing Grace. It was also in this long kiss that Zaden's anger finally calmed down slowly. Perhaps this was a good way to calm himself down? After she was released, Grace quickl
"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