As the two began to feel the buzz of alcohol, a young, seductive woman suddenly appeared in the private room—likely by mistake.
At first, neither of them intended to pay her any attention, but the woman lacked tact and leaned directly against William, her hands almost brushing his face. Seeing this, Cassandra swiftly stepped forward and smacked the woman’s hand away.
The woman feigned surprise, pretending as if she had only just noticed someone else in the room.
Cassandra stared at her, instantly reading the woman's intentions. As a woman herself, she knew exactly what was going on. Without missing a beat, Cassandra said coldly, “What do you think you’re doing? Even ‘my’ man isn’t off-limits to you?”
To completely extinguish any lingering hopes, Cassandra hooked her hand under William’s chin and kissed him.
The sudden voice startled Vanessa, and as she grasped the meaning behind the words, her anger flared. “So now you finally care about her?”There was a sourness in her words that even she hadn’t noticed.“I’m not…” Luca hesitated, seeming to have his own concerns.Vanessa had been waiting for an explanation from Luca, but he stammered for a long time without saying anything substantial.To Vanessa, it appeared that he was openly defending Beatriz.First, he wanted to be with her, and now he was reluctant to let go of Beatriz—did he think he could have it both ways?With that thought, Vanessa felt a knot tightening in her chest. She glanced at Luca, who seemed completely out of sorts, and decided to leave him hanging, not uttering a word for a long time.Meanwhile, Mariah was supervising the company's promotional photo shoot. According to their previously agreed plan, Leonardo and C
Vanessa was still lost in her thoughts when the bubbling sound from the pot brought her back to reality.Seeing the polenta boiling over, she hurriedly turned off the heat, but in her haste, she burned her hand on the spilled polenta.She gasped and quickly pulled her hand back.Luca rushed over, his footsteps heavy. “What happened?”Vanessa was a bit surprised to see him and instinctively hid her hand behind her back. “Nothing, I was just making polenta.”Making polenta?Upon seeing the chaotic kitchen, Luca immediately understood what had happened. “Did you get burned? Let me see.”He grabbed Vanessa's hand and, seeing that only the skin was red and there were no blisters, he sighed in relief. “You should apply some toothpaste to the burn to ease the pain.”Vanessa hurried out to treat her burn, while Luca stayed in the kitchen to clean up the mess.Glancing at the
At this moment, Grandpa Kensington had no idea that the people he had sent out had already been bought off by Beatriz, and no valuable information had been relayed back.Luca had finally sensed that something was amiss. His assistant suddenly called to report on the handling of the project, but the delayed payments were never his intention. Moreover, from what he knew about Grandpa Kensington, the old man had long ceased to involve himself in the company's affairs, so this didn’t seem like a directive from him.Currently, the only one eyeing the K Group was Beatriz, and the individuals behind the delayed payments were likely her people.Thinking of this, Luca clenched his fists in anger.He had underestimated Beatriz, who had unexpectedly extended her reach into his territory.However, Luca was also clear-headed; he couldn’t confront Beatriz directly just yet. It was better to pretend he was unaware and wait for the fish to surface befo
Mariah felt a bit incredulous hearing this story: "Isn't it enough to do a paternity test to find out if he’s your biological son?"Luca shook his head. "It's not that simple. Beatriz is very cunning; I’m afraid even the paternity test results could be fake. Besides, she has already won over the old man. He believes that Ezra is his own grandson now, and at this point, whether it’s true or not has become less important."Mariah listened quietly, her tongue clicking at the twists and turns within wealthy families. The Kensingtons was relatively straightforward, but in more complicated families, it could easily become a drama fit for a palace intrigue.Of course, Mariah didn't miss the key point in Luca's words and pressed on, "So do you care whether Ezra is your biological son?"Luca's hand trembled slightly as he held the wine glass.
The two of them were lost in their own thoughts, completely unaware that a little girl was observing everything from behind the slightly ajar bedroom door.Isla stood at the doorway, taking in the man’s little actions, but she didn’t expose him right away.‘Since Uncle Luca wants to be with Mommy so much, I’ll help Mommy test this man to see if he truly deserves to stand by her side,’ Isla quickly formed a plan in her mind.The next day, Luca woke up slowly. As he opened his eyes, he was met with two pretty faces right in front of him, and for a moment, he was too stunned to react.After a few seconds of silence, he recalled the events of the previous night, feeling a bit embarrassed.Just as he was about to say something, the little girl spoke up, “Uncle, you weren’t really drunk l
Meanwhile, at Cortex, Mariah had been busy with filming.Working on set during the day and investigating the fake account at night had left Mariah exhausted.The next day on set, Mariah was out of sorts. Several times, staff members called her name before she responded, making her colleagues think she was lost in thought. One joked, “Miss Hutchson, where were you last night? You seem so distracted!”“I…” Mariah was about to explain when suddenly her vision darkened, and she collapsed.“Miss Hutchson!”Leonardo was posing according to the photographer’s instructions when he heard the shout. He quickly turned to see Mariah fainting and rushed over, forgetting about the ongoing shoot.“Mariah! Mariah…” He called out several times, but she didn’t respond. Worried, Leonardo picked her up in his arms and instructed a nearby staff member, “Call for a car. We’re going to the hospital.”The scene descended into chaos as the shooting was
For some reason, seeing Mariah like this made Leonardo feel uncomfortable.“Enough. Let’s not discuss this anymore.” He directly pulled his manager out of the room.“You’ve misunderstood her; we’re not in that kind of relationship,” Leonardo stated plainly.Though he understood his artist well, the manager still felt uneasy. The girl was indeed attractive, and it was normal for Leonardo to feel drawn to her.Reading the manager’s suspicious expression, Leonardo suppressed his unease and said, “Don’t worry; I’m not interested in her and won’t date her.”Hearing this assurance, the manager’s expression improved a little. “That’s best. Don’t worry; the company will quickly suppress this matter. But you must remember, no dating.”Knowing the manager was looking out for him and the company, Leonardo nodded.Unbeknownst to them, M
Cassandra was unaware that after William had asked her to be his wingwoman, he had already confessed his feelings to Mariah—only to be rejected on the spot.That day, they had talked a lot.Strangely, after being turned down, William didn’t feel as devastated as he had imagined. Instead, he felt as if a weight had been lifted off his chest, bringing him a sense of relief.William had long suspected from Mariah’s behavior that she didn’t have feelings for him. His years of affection had made it difficult for him to let go. However, Mariah’s decisive rejection had given him a fresh start, allowing him to fully release those feelings.Even now, hearing Mariah’s request didn’t stir any emotions within him.When Mariah heard William agree, she immediately said, “William, I think the sooner we go public, the better. If we wait too long, it might affect Leonardo’s life.”William furrowed h
Upon entering the dining room, she was stunned by the lavish spread before her—an extravagant feast fit for royalty. Her lips twitched—rich people’s world was something she would never understand. This was considered a ‘simple meal’?!She casually picked a seat and was just about to sit down when a maid beside her immediately spoke up in alarm, “Miss Skye, you can’t sit there…”“Oh? I can’t?” Zara looked up at Magnus, blinking innocently. “Then where should I sit?”“Step back,” Magnus cast a cold glance at the maid before his lips curved into a gentle smile. “That seat is meant for you. No one else is qualified to sit there.”“What’s so special about this seat?” Zara raised an eyebrow as she sat down.“You’re hungry, so just eat.” Magnus didn’t answer her question. Instead, he picked up the cutlery and handed them to her before using the serving spoon to place a portion of crab roe into her plate.“I can do it myself. Don’t serve me food. I
Seeing the man in the wheelchair, still exuding an undeniable aura of dominance, Zara paused for a moment before smiling. "Mr. Voss, I must say, I'm truly flattered."Magnus maneuvered his wheelchair closer, his deep, piercing black eyes locked onto her face, as radiant as the moon surrounded by stars. "You look very much like my ex-wife. When I see you, it's as if I'm seeing her again. I want you to stay by my side. I can give you anything you desire."Zara's expression darkened slightly as she arched a brow, her tone turning cold. "And what do you take me for? A mere substitute to fill your emptiness?"The bodyguard beside him spoke emotionlessly, issuing a veiled warning. "Miss Skye, you work in this industry—you should know our boss’s influence. He decides who rises and who gets blacklisted with just a snap of his fingers.""Magnus Voss, do you really think you can control everything?" Zara shot him a sharp, defiant glance. "
The moment to reveal the Best Actress award had finally arrived. Before the host could even announce the name, the audience erupted into chants of "Zara," growing louder with each passing second.Astrid gripped the arms of her chair in anticipation. The moment the name was announced, she would stand up immediately—there was no way Zara, a mere newcomer with just one film, could overshadow her.This prestigious award, presented once every three years, was hers to claim. More importantly, it was being handed out by Magnus himself—an unprecedented honor. She was determined to seize it.The host glanced at the name in the envelope, his eyes lighting up before he declared loudly, “The Best Actress award goes to Zara Skye!”The audience erupted into thunderous applause and cheers, chanting Zara’s name over and over.Astrid felt as if she had been slapped across the face. Her cheeks burned as she shook her head in disbelief. “Impossible! How
Astrid nervously watched the doctor, silently praying. Magnus must be okay—if something happened to him, everything she had done would be for nothing.The doctor’s expression was grave as he said, “Mr. Voss’ injuries are severe. We’ve done everything we can; the rest is up to fate.”The old master was struck as if by lightning. His cane fell to the ground with a loud thud. His body trembled violently, and the color drained from his face.“Master!” The butler quickly supported him, his voice anxious. “Young Master will be fine, please don’t worry too much.”The doctor glanced at the old master hesitantly before saying, “There’s… one more thing.”The butler shot him a warning look and quickly intervened. “Whatever it is, it can wait.” Couldn’t he see that the old master had already suffered enough?“Let him speak. I can handle it.” The old master’s voice was firm.The doctor sighed and said apologetically, “Mr. Vo
The road was a chaotic scene as a world-class luxury car sped recklessly, weaving through traffic at a breakneck pace. Other vehicles swerved desperately to avoid a collision, honking frantically in alarm.Magnus's chiseled face was shrouded in grief, his deep-set eyes drowning in sorrow. His heart felt hollow, as if someone had carved it out, leaving behind only emptiness. His slender fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, while his foot pressed mercilessly against the accelerator, pushing it to the limit.The car was practically flying.Dark clouds gathered, obscuring the sky, and a fierce wind howled through the streets. Pedestrians hurried along, shielding themselves from the incoming storm.A discarded newspaper was suddenly lifted by the wind, slamming against the windshield, momentarily blinding him. A sharp honk blared ahead—a massive truck was making a turn.By the time he reacted, it was too late. His speed was
“What did you just say?” The emotions Magnus had been suppressing finally erupted. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the doctor by the throat, his chiseled yet icy face filled with murderous intent as he roared furiously, “You’re lying! She won’t die! Who allowed this?!”“Ugh…” The doctor, exhausted from hours of surgery, struggled as his throat was constricted. He gasped for air, his eyes rolling back.What a terrifying man! Everyone around was stunned, quickly rushing forward to rescue the doctor.“Mr. Voss, let go!” Edric, who had just arrived, pushed through the crowd and grabbed Magnus’s arm, trying to pry his fingers open.But Magnus, unwilling to accept reality, possessed an inhuman strength. No one could move him an inch. His bloodshot eyes burned with fury, as if they could set the world on fire.“Mr. Voss, stop!” Seeing that the doctor was on the verge of suffocation, Edric spotted a chair in the corner, grabbed it, and slammed it hard
In his office, Magnus had just picked up his coffee when a sharp, searing pain tore through his chest. His hand trembled, and with a loud crash, the cup slipped from his grasp, shattering on the floor. Coffee splattered onto his shoes."Sir are you alright?" Edric, the stern-faced assistant with cold eyes, quickly stepped forward, took out a tissue, crouched beside him, and meticulously wiped the coffee stain off his shoe."I'm fine. Step back." Magnus withdrew his foot, his sharp brows furrowing. Why did his chest suddenly ache? The unease clawed at his heart like a ferocious beast, making him restless. He paused for a moment before ordering, "Prepare the car. We're going to the prison district."Edric's eyes flickered as he hesitated. "Sir the last time you visited Miss Thorne, the Old Master was already displeased.""Enough nonsense. Hurry up!" Magnus’s chiseled face darkened, his tone commanding.Edric cast him a wary glance
Hearing the commotion, a nurse rushed in. When she saw Senna struggling violently, her wrists bloody, she immediately shouted, "Senna, calm down! If you keep this up, you'll have a miscarriage!"Senna froze. Her bloodshot eyes widened as she stared at the nurse. Her voice, hoarse like an old man at death’s door, trembled. "What... did you just say?""You were unconscious when you were admitted. The doctors discovered you’re already four weeks pregnant," the nurse said with sympathy. "Given your current situation, many would choose to terminate the pregnancy."Senna looked down at her still-flat stomach, unable to process the news.Astrid's eyes darkened as she clenched her fists. Then she sneered. "Senna, you really couldn’t stay lonely, huh? It’s been less than three months since you broke up with Magnus, and you’ve already gotten knocked up by another man. How shameless. When Magnus finds out, he’ll be so glad he left
No matter how much Senna denied the charges, she was ultimately convicted and sentenced to three years in prison.She shared a cell with seven other female inmates. The moment she stepped inside, she could feel the hostility thick in the air. As the cell door slammed shut behind her, a woman with a hideous scar on her face led the others toward her, their eyes filled with malice, their lips curling into sinister smirks.Senna gripped the washbasin in her hands tightly, her expression unshaken by fear. She stood tall, her spine straight, exuding defiance.“So, you’re Senna Thorne. Someone paid us to give you a warm welcome.” The scarred woman sneered before turning to the others. “Ladies, we’ve got ourselves a new toy. Don’t hold back—beat her!”Senna had braced herself for this before she even walked in, but she hadn’t expected Magnus’s hatred to run so deep. Sending her to prison wasn’t en