Charlotte didn’t want to ruin the mood. She pushed aside her lingering sadness and offered a bright smile, praising Mrs. Wilson’s cooking.Mrs. Wilson beamed. “Sweetheart, I bet you don’t know this, but Mr. Jasper’s been here plenty of times. Every time he came, he’d follow me into the kitchen to wa
At the auction, the auctioneer was dressed in a deep blue gown, her every word and movement exuding elegance and grace, the kind of sophistication that only came from knowledge and poise.Sean and Zac showed little interest in the early items, until the pink diamond necklace was unveiled.The auctio
Guests arrived in a steady stream—every one of them wealthy or well-connected. Aside from people like Zac, who were there to curry favor, there were also top figures from various industries.These were the people Steven had personally invited, planning to introduce them to Charlotte. In the legal wo
Mrs. Coleman’s face flushed red, then pale with anger.Charlotte gently took her hand, silently offering comfort.She looked at Monica with a faint, mocking smile. “What’s so shameful about being a housekeeper? It’s honest work—no stealing, no cheating. Earning a living with your own hands? I think
A small crowd began to gather, drawn in by the commotion.Charlotte had never attended these kinds of tiresome parties before. Aside from a few close friends in the circle and some family friends of the Riley family, most of Jersey City’s elite didn’t know who she was. This party had been organize
Charlotte smiled sweetly and handed her bag to Wendy. “Here you go. If you want to search it, be my guest.”Wendy hesitated for a split second, caught off guard by how calm and open Charlotte was being.Could she have discovered the bracelet and removed it?Wendy narrowed her eyes in suspicion, glan
Steven’s icy gaze swept over Monica and Wendy, his voice like a blade. “Filthy nobodies sneaking into my home, and you have the audacity to accuse my cousin of stealing?”He shot a look at the bodyguards, who immediately got the message. Without a word, they stormed over, grabbed Monica and Wendy
Zac was thrown out by the bodyguards.Outside the estate, Monica and Wendy were anxiously waiting.Monica was on the verge of tears. “Zac, what do we do now? Did we just offend the Sullivan family? What about our investment deal?”Wendy was just as terrified. “The Sullivans are seriously powerful. W
Sean and Charlotte were walking close, chatting and laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world.Zac muttered under his breath, “Out of the hospital already? Tough guy.”Eugene guessed the man beside Charlotte had to be her fiancé.Before he could say anything, Zac opened the car door and ste
Lately, Zac had been running around nonstop trying to secure investors.Most of the businesses in Jersey City weren’t even considering putting money into the Gibson Corporation, so he had no choice but to look elsewhere. He had been spending more time in hotels and on airplanes than anywhere else.T
Charlotte wasn’t ready to let it go. “There’s no rough timeline? Not even a guess?”“If I had to say,” Sean replied, “probably when you were in high school. That time Eric Lee was bothering you. I punched him, and that’s when it hit me. I realized there was something different about how I felt about
Zac’s words echoed in Charlotte’s mind like a curse, refusing to let her rest. They kept swirling in her head, leaving her distracted and uneasy.So much so that when she visited Sean at the hospital the next day, she looked completely lost in thought.“Lottie, what’s on your mind?” Sean asked.Her
“Yes, Mrs. Jasper,” Charlotte replied.Lillian turned to Sean. “Did you eat enough? I brought all your favorites. Do you want a little more?”Sean shook his head with a soft smile. “No need. Lottie made lunch herself. It was perfect and I finished every bite.”Lillian’s face lit up with a warm, moth
By the time Sean snapped out of his daze, he saw that the tray table in front of him was already filled with a plate of sautéed greens, tender poached beef, fluffy white rice, and a bowl of homemade soup“You made all this?” he asked with a soft smile. “What kind of soup is it?”“Chicken soup,” Char
Sean’s lips, still pale as paper, curved into a faint smile. “Alright. I promise.”Not long after James and Lillian stepped out of the ICU, James’s phone rang. The voice on the other end was sharp with urgency.“Mr. Jasper—bad news. Something’s happened!”At the detention center, Judy claimed she wa
Charlotte had been worried sick all afternoon. Now that Sean was finally out of danger, she just wanted to see him.After all, he had taken that knife for her.“Let’s go. You’re coming home with me,” Desmond said sternly, his tone leaving no room for argument.But Charlotte shook her head, her eyes
Charlotte lowered her head. “It was all my fault.”Lillian turned to her sharply. “What do you mean by that?”Charlotte took a deep breath and explained everything from the rooftop—every detail, every decision.Mrs. Jasper Sr.’s expression darkened. “So Sean took that knife for you?”Charlotte’s lip