In Merton Condominium, Mason had just finished his shower when his doorbell rang. He opened the door and the sight of a haggard Elizabeth greeted him. "Aunt Elizabeth, why are you here? What happened?" Elizabeth kicked her shoes off angrily and made her way to the sofa before sighing heavily, "William embarrassed me in front of all the other executives tonight!" "That b*stard embarrassed you? How dare he do so?" Mason had never gotten along with William. "Our great Sir William is the next head of the Howard Family, who would dare to stop him from doing so?" Elizabeth smiled coldly, bummed out at the events that had happened. "After the dinner tonight, I realised that they never treated me like one of their family members after all. Hayden, Charles, William, none of them recognise my efforts! It's even more annoying because I can't do anything about it!" Mason was furious after hearing about Elizabeth's complaints, "The Howard family has gone too far!
After Ronald had finished signing the contract with Hayden, he returned home to find no trace of Julie waiting for him. After asking Ashely, he got to know that Julie had gone out for a walk. Ronald immediately called Julie to ask her to return as he felt that it was improper for a married woman to be out this late. Around an hour later, Julie finally made her way through the front door. She smiled as she saw Ronald before explaining, "I met Madam Howard and hung out with her for a bit before coming back." "What did you all talk about?" Ronald asked. "I remembered that you wanted to look for a suitable husband for Valeria. Madam Howard recommended Mr. Anderson. He's old and limping, but a successful business owner that just lost his wife a few months ago." "Anderson? Declan Anderson?" "That's right! Do you know Declan?" Julie pretended to be surprised even though Elizabeth had told her all about the rumours. Declan was a rich businessman
William was preparing to leave the hospital with Valeria, whose fever had gone, when the maid that Lucas had sent arrived with a bowl of ginseng chicken soup. William reached over for the soup and poured a bowl for Valeria delightedly. It was obvious that she needed it after having four IV drips just now. However, Valeria refused to drink as she disliked the bitter taste of ginseng. William could only feed her slowly while persuading her with gentle words until she had finished the entire bowl. The maid was stunned as she never knew that William was such compassionate and gentle. When she left the hospital, she immediately gave Lucas a call to update him, "Sir William is fine, he gave the soup to Miss Brown because she wasn't feeling well." "Do you mean Sir William is not sick?" Lucas was stunned as there would be trouble again. "Yeah, he was just accompanying Miss Brown to the hospital," the maid continued, "They both finished the soup together tho
Hayden decided to throw away his pride to beg Valeria to break up with William instead of forcing her to do so. However, this was not some other man, this was William, whom Valeria loved deeply. She would never give up on him. A life without William was meant to be filled with nights of missing him, and she couldn't bring herself to go through that sort of torture. "I'm sorry, but I can't comply to your wishes," Valeria answered softly, "I do understand where you're coming from, but I really want to be with William." "Even if it meant watching him being picked on by the ruthless b*stards of the Howard family?" Hayden retorted furiously. "He wouldn't allow others to trample on him that way! I'll help him with all I can. I'll even give up my own company to make sure that he has enough resources to fight back against them. I promise he would live a happy and carefree life." Valeria begged Hayden sincerely, "Please don't separate William and I, Mr. Howar
The man at the door was short and plump, and he appeared to be in his fifties. However, what stunned Valeria were his sharp and fierce facial features, and she couldn't help but shiver at his intimidating presence. While Valeria was observing him, he had also been paying attention to her as well. Valeria had a slim and hourglass figure that showed off her curves whenever she walked. Her dreamy round eyes and other exquisite facial features only further highlighted her beauty. She was indeed every man's walking wet dream. This gorgeous woman with such beauty and grace could catch anyone's attention! Ronald must be insane, why was he so eager to marry off this stunning daughter of his? Of course, now that Ronald himself had offered Valeria to Declan, he had no reason to refuse this amazing gift. When Ronald had sent him a picture of Valeria, he had decided to keep his expectations to a minimum. This was because, with the power of plastic surgery
After leaving the room, Valeria strode out of the club lounge and headed to her car. When she was about to get on, the door of the car that parked next to her opened as a tall man approached her, "Nice to meet you, Miss! I'm Lamont Saunders." "Lamont?" The man standing in front of Valeria was broad and had defined facial features. She had heard that Lamont was more than forty years old, but this man looked like he was in his late twenties. "Yes, that's me!" Lamont smiled as he looked closely at Valeria. Valeria had grown up well, she certainly looked a lot more mature than she was four years ago. She had inherited the excellent genes of Natalie and Archer. However, Lamont personally thought that Valeria was more beautiful than Natalie ever was. "Let's find a place to talk, shall we?" "Alright," Valeria nodded, "Declan and my father are still in the club lounge, and it would be troublesome if they saw me. Why don't we go to the coffee shop there
William sat inside his office in Wolf Group with a strict expression on his face as he twirled the pen he was holding. Marcus reported, "What was Ronald thinking when he decided to bring Valeria to meet Declan in a VIP club lounge?" William chuckled coldly, "Are the results of Ronald and Valeria's paternal test out yet?" "They are. I sent their DNA out to ten different labs in three different cities so that the results would be accurate. It took a whole week, and the results were all the same. Ronald and Valeria aren't related at all!" "Ah! I see," William sighed in relief. "I had kind of expected this. After all, I didn't think that Ronald would commit these crimes against Valeria if she was his real daughter." "Ronald must have arranged for Declan and Valeria to meet so that he could push her into the tiger's den! Mr. Howard, I think we should deal with that lunatic as soon as possible!" Marcus exclaimed angrily. "I know, but I'm just worried
Lamont was deep in thought when he heard Valeria talking to Howard, "William, you don't have to worry about my safety anymore now that I have Uncle Saunders as my personal bodyguard. He's a well-known master in martial arts, so I'm sure he'll be able to protect me well!" "Really?" William's gaze snapped to Lamont when he heard the news, "That's great! Please take care of her then, Mr. Saunders!" William had humbled himself to call Lamont 'Mr. Saunders', and he had spoken to the latter without any hint of arrogance. However, William should have already known that Lamont was Archer's bodyguard and it was weird that William was calling him 'Mr Saunders'. In fact, William should've referred to him as 'Uncle Saunders' just like Valeria or 'Mont' if he knew that Lamont was Archer's personal bodyguard. However, instead of using the two names, William had opted to refer to him as 'Mr. Saunders'. Did William know that Lamont was more than just a bodyguard? W
On the day of Azalea's recovery, she was escorted out of the hospital by two police officers to wait for her sentence. She was wearing shackles and handcuffs as she walked through the parking lot. She saw Michael with Abbie, who was holding Emma in her arms. Michael was holding Abbie's waist, ready to get into their car. Seeing that Michael had recovered, Azalea was extremely perplexed. She had learned from the police that Leonard's man had tried to kill her to silence her and knew that Leonard was using her, so she did not regret her vicious behavior. Azalea stared at the child in Abbie's arms and Michael as she started to have vicious thoughts. If the one who got injured that day was Abbie, and if Abbie died, everything would be different now, wouldn't it? Michael would be living a life worse than death. His child would not have a mother anymore, and no one could have what she couldn't. She would be satisfied. However, all of this was just her imaginatio
After Leonard's matter was settled, Richard returned to the Clark family. Abbie wasn't asleep yet and was sitting alone in the living room in a daze. Richard walked to her and sat down. Then, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" "I can't sleep. Richard, he... he will be fine, won't he?" "Don't think too much. He will be fine." "I don't want anything to happen to him... Richard, I actually hate him very much and have never thought of being with him again. I have suffered enough! Every time I made up my mind to cut all ties with him, something bad would happen like what happened now. Richard, what should I do?" Richard understood Abbie's dilemma. "Abbie, do you still love him?" "I don't know! I hate him! I hate him so much!" "You can't let him go, can you? You and he broke up three times, but he has always been in your heart." Richard sighed. "To be honest, I don't want you and him to start over again. After
It was late at night in Azalea's ward as she lay on the bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed. Three of Azalea's ribs were broken while one of her hands was handcuffed to the hospital bed. The policeman guarding her felt that there was no way she could escape, so he relaxed his guard. The man who was arranged by Leonard's assistant had been waiting for the right moment in the hospital. Then, they immediately entered the ward and attacked Azalea when they saw that the policeman had left. Just as they covered Azalea's mouth and were about to suffocate her to death, a soft voice could be heard by the door of the ward. "Hey! Are you trying to silence her?" The man turned his head and saw that Bobby were taking photos with his mobile phone while Silas was bent over in laughter. Later, Leonard was woken up at 2 a.m. in the morning when Richard and his bodyguards came to visit him furiously. Leonard had already guessed the purpose of Richard's visit as soon as
It had been two days since Leonard's assistant brought Azalea back to the city and she was specially sent here today to attack Michael. Although Azalea hated Michael, she did love him immensely in the past and she didn't want to kill him. The one she hated the most was still Abbie. She had been overshadowed by Abbie since she was a child and she had never won against her before. It was all thanks to Abbie now that she ended up like this. Michael wouldn't deal with her if it weren't for Abbie, and she wouldn't have been driven to a dead end like this. She was going to die in the end anyway, so she wanted nothing more than to drag Abbie down with her. She knew that she couldn't get close to Abbie. Besides, she also knew very well that Leonard wanted to use her to kill Michael so that he could marry Abbie. Azalea acted as if she had been persuaded by Leonard's assistant to attack Michael, but in fact, her target was Abbie all along. She saw how desperat
Azalea looked up when she heard the voice and met Leonard's assistant's gaze in the car. She stopped crying once he got out of the car. "Miss Clark, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Azalea lowered her head frantically when she saw him, but he said warmly, "Miss Clark, get in the car." She didn't know if Leonard's assistant knew about the murder she'd committed, so she hesitated for a moment before getting into the car. He then gave her a bottle of water and some food. Azalea was famished because she hadn't eaten anything for a few days, so she wolfed down her food desperately. Leonard's assistant had been observing Azalea all this time, and he said once she finished eating, "I know what you've done! The police are now looking for you everywhere." Azalea's expression was filled with panic. "Are you going to hand me over to the police?" "No, I'm here to help you." "How can you do that?" Azalea asked in frustration. "I won't be a
It started to rain again early in the morning, which made the air in the mountains damp and cold. Meanwhile, Azalea lay motionlessly on the messy bed. She could hear the child's wailing from outside while Monthel's mother tried to coax the child. However, there was no sign of it ending even after some time. Monthel's mother started to become angry as well, so she scolded the child and eventually began to target Azalea again. "Why are you still lying in bed at this time? I've never seen someone as lazy as you. A wife should get up early in the morning to cook, but you are the only one who will laze around like this!" This was not the first time that Azalea had been scolded. Monthel's mother had begun to pick on her the second day after she arrived. Azalea would fight back initially, but she no longer dared to talk back after she was slapped in the face by Monthel. Monthel's mother cursed outside for a while. Then, she lifted the curtain and came into the ro
Leonard's expression turned very ugly, but Richard did not give him a chance to even catch his breath. "After I learnt of your relationship with her, I sent someone to extract the DNA of the fetus in Evelyn's belly and compare it with yours. The results show that she's indeed pregnant with your child, but you can verify it personally if you don't believe me." Since Richard dared to say this, there was no possibility for Leonard to turn the tables. The veins on Leonard's forehead bulged as he was filled with humiliation. He initially wanted to get back at Fandrey by asking him to propose the marriage to the Clark family, but she ended up being embarrased like this. He was furious, but Richard continued, "We are very grateful to you for saving Abbie's life. Although she can't marry you, we can continue to be friends if you want to." What could Leonard say? He had done a terrible mistake, so he couldn't possibly tell Richard that he wanted to cut all ties between t
Abbie tried her best to escape, but it was useless. Michael even kissed her on the face a few times, which made her so angry that her voice trembled. "Michael... F*ck you... I'm going to kill you!" Michael turned a deaf ear to her words because he hadn't been so close to Abbie for such a long time. He missed her like crazy, so how could he bring himself to let her go? Abbie kept struggling desperately, but her physical strength was no match for Michael's. Michael then carried her back to the sofa, which made her furious because she couldn't escape. "Michael, what are you trying to do?" Michael did not answer her at all. Instead, he just hugged her so tightly as if he didn't want to let her go at all. He hugged her for such a long time that her whole body had gone numb. "Michael, what's wrong with you? Let go of me! I can't move!" It was only then did Michael let go of Abbie. Her limbs had already gone numb and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Just t
Michael happily placed the coffee he ordered for Abbie in front of her. "Here, I've ordered your favourite coffee." However, Abbie sneered and picked up the coffee to splash it all over him. The coffee was very hot, but Michael just smiled bitterly and said, "Do you hate me so much?" "What do you think?" Abbie looked at Michael coldly without any affection in her eyes. "My feelings for you have never changed! What happened between me and Azalea is all fake, and I've never had anything to do with her. The news with Anastasia was also fake. I was the one who used her to provoke Azalea, but Leonard made up those news articles to get back at me. I swear, I haven't been with anyone else apart from you!" Abbie let out a cold laugh, "Really?" "I'm serious! I swear that I'm not lying to you!" "There's no need to swear, or else even you'll beleive your own lies." Michael became desperate when it was obvious that Abbie didn't believe him. "What do I have