Aurora was mercilessly mocking Isabella, treating her like the biggest idiot on earth. The thing is, Aurora wasn't wrong - Isabella really had screwed up big time to end up in this situation.Isabella glared at Aurora furiously and said, "Don't think this is over! I won't let you get away with this!"Aurora just laughed it off. "Cousin, I don't know about anything else, but this matter is definitely over. Who do you think is gonna come to your defense?""Aurora, one day Grandpa will see your true colors! Our whole family will know what you're really like!" Isabella raged.Aurora looked at her mockingly. "And will that be before or after we kick you out of the family?"Isabella was stunned. "What did you say?""I said, not only am I going to get you kicked out of the company, I'm going to get you thrown out of the family too. I'll ruin your reputation and leave you with nothing!" Aurora enunciated each word clearly as she stared Isabella down."Why?" Isabella looked at Aurora in confus
The next morning, after the rain, a few bird calls could be heard outside the window. Aurora felt like she could smell the fresh air even from inside her room.She had just gotten up when she heard a commotion downstairs. Not waiting for Heath to finish washing up, she quickly changed and went downstairs. She saw servants rushing in and out, all looking tense. Aurora grabbed one of them and asked, "Did something happen?"The servant, seeing it was Aurora, immediately lowered her head and replied, "Miss Aurora, this morning when we went to clean the backyard, we found Miss Isabella had fainted. Mr. Whitmore immediately called for a doctor. The doctor said she just caught a chill and was weak, but now that she's awake, she's acting a bit crazy and talking nonsense."Aurora was stunned. "She's gone mad?"The servant quickly lowered her voice. "Miss Aurora, we shouldn't say such things! Her father and Mr. Whitmore are very worried. Who would have thought Miss Isabella would end up like th
In the afternoon, Mr. Whitmore and Thursto were both out. The recent construction site incident had everyone on edge. Even though the truth was out now, they still needed to make frequent appearances as the pillars of the company.Aurora took advantage of their absence to visit Isabella's room. Isabella had been moved to the bed, but she was still sitting there hugging her knees. Apparently, just getting her onto the bed had been quite an ordeal.There weren't any servants watching inside or outside the room. Isabella's mood was unstable, and she'd occasionally throw a fit, not letting anyone near her. So Mr. Whitmore had told the servants to leave her be.Aurora easily pushed open the door and went in. Isabella kept her head down, not even glancing at her, as if she hadn't heard anyone come in.Aurora called out softly, "Cousin?"Isabella sat motionless on the bed, seemingly not hearing Aurora at all.Aurora slowly walked over and sat on the edge of Isabella's bed. She smiled and sai
Even though the doctor said Aurora's injury was just some bleeding that looked scarier than it actually was, Heath's expression became even more terrifying when he heard this. The doctor got so scared he started stuttering and bolted as soon as he finished his report.Aurora sat there quietly watching Heath, trying to soothe him now and then but not daring to say much. Finally, his expression seemed to soften a bit and didn't look quite as scary.But Heath was still not happy. He helped Aurora get dressed and then just sat there silently. Aurora inched closer to him, blinking her big eyes, and said, "Babe, it hurts..."Heath looked at the little woman in front of him, blinking away with an innocent, pitiful expression and a super pouty face. He instantly lost any desire to be angry. With a helpless sigh, he pulled Aurora into his arms and asked, "Where does it hurt?"Aurora said pitifully, "My heart hurts... you're ignoring me..."Heath couldn't help but comfort her, saying, "How am I
Aurora ran into the living room, with Isabella hot on her heels. But Heath, who had come downstairs after hearing the commotion, blocked Isabella's path. He grabbed her wrist and with a quick move, made the knife in her hand drop to the floor with a clatter.Heath shoved Isabella to the ground and immediately turned to help Aurora. He noticed the wound on her arm right away.Isabella had slashed at Aurora with a fruit knife. Luckily, Aurora dodged quickly, or she would've been stabbed. Her sleeve was torn and her arm was bleeding quite a bit.Some servants had rushed out after hearing the noise. Even Mr. Whitmore and Rosie came down from upstairs. Heath, looking furious, barked, "What are you staring at? Call a doctor!"The servants scrambled to help Isabella up. Some went to call the doctor, while others fetched the first aid kit to stop Aurora's bleeding. Mr. Whitmore came downstairs, surveying the chaos and his somewhat deranged granddaughter Isabella. He thumped his cane on the fl
Aurora suddenly looked up at Heath and said, "Unless... Isabella is pregnant! If she's carrying Dominic Ashcroft's child, even if she's crazy right now, the Ashcrofts can't possibly reject this daughter-in-law and their precious grandchild, right? Once Isabella gets rid of me, she'll naturally find a way to 'recover.' This way, she'll have gotten rid of me and married Dominic Ashcroft - killing two birds with one stone. It's a perfect plan!"Heath frowned. He had to admit that Aurora's analysis was very logical and convincing. If Isabella was pregnant, there was no way they would call off the engagement. The Whitmores wouldn't allow Isabella to be with Dominic Ashcroft without a proper marriage either. Instead, Isabella could legitimately marry Dominic, even if she was a mentally unstable lunatic!Aurora jumped off the bed and ran to the floor, grabbing her hair. She accidentally pulled at her wound, hissing in pain as she sucked in a breath. "Isabella's move is really clever! If we h
Aurora finally woke up around noon. She dragged herself out of bed in a daze, grabbed a quick bite, and then just sat zoning out in the living room. Even though she was still in the states, not being at the Whitmore house meant she was totally out of the loop on what was going down there. She felt restless and uneasy, with nothing much to do.Heath walked over and tossed her a tablet. Aurora blinked in confusion. "What's this for?""Just open it and see," Heath said cryptically.Aurora opened it, puzzled. To her shock, it showed live feeds of the Whitmore living room and even Isabella's bedroom."Don't tell me you bugged the Whitmore house?" she asked, stunned.Heath shook his head. "Nah, it wasn't me. Eamon did it."Aurora's jaw dropped. This was insane. The Whitmore house was like Fort Knox - how the hell did Eamon manage to sneak cameras in there without anyone noticing?Heath gave her a wry look. "Don't overthink it. It's just the living room and Isabella's room. The place is in c
Over at the Whitmore house, it seems like Isabella hasn't gone nuts and hurt anyone since Aurora left. She just sits there all day not talking, but she's clearly a lot more stable emotionally. The doctors don't really have a good explanation for it. They just say Isabella might be wary of outsiders, feeling insecure and like her position is threatened. That's why she's acting this way. If they give her enough space and make her feel safe, she might get better soon.Mr. Whitmore called Aurora, hemming and hawing before finally bringing it up: "Aurora, what do you say about coming back this week?"Aurora raised an eyebrow at Heath. Heath bluntly told Mr. Whitmore over the phone: "No way. She's not coming back until Isabella's better. Period."With that, he hung up. Mr. Whitmore stared at the phone, frustrated. Everyone could see how much Heath cared for Aurora these days. He protected her like she was the apple of his eye. Now that Isabella had hurt Aurora twice, it made sense that Heath
The next morning, Vespera was woken up at dawn, barely getting a few hours of sleep. Known as a dedicated designer, she was usually the first one awake, but today she could barely keep her eyes open. As the stylist worked on her hair and makeup, Vespera sat half-dazed, drifting in and out, completely unaware of the hands tugging her in all directions.Two hours later, with her hair and makeup done, Vespera finally slipped into her wedding dress. The reality hit her, and for the first time, she fully realized she was about to get married.Memories flooded back, particularly that first encounter with Alaric. He’d been sprawled on the steps outside, a bit too tipsy, looking up with half-closed eyes, asking, “What’s wrong with me?” Vespera, surprising even herself, had replied, “Nothing at all.”Back then, he was just a bright, headstrong young man, carrying so many dreams and frustrations. Somewhere along the way, he’d grown into this strong, grounded man. And somehow, after everything,
It wasn’t until a few days after their engagement that it even crossed Vespera’s mind to ask about the villa.Alaric confirmed he’d bought it, explaining that he’d thought she might like it and decided to go for it. As for renovations, he wanted to wait until she officially agreed to everything; after all, they’d eventually need their own place—living with Zane forever wasn’t exactly an option.By now, the news of Alaric and Vespera’s engagement had spread everywhere. Alaric was practically ready to announce it to the world on social media, but thankfully, Aurora stepped in, suggesting he keep things low-key since he was the company CEO. Plus, Vespera wasn’t exactly a fan of the public spotlight.Alaric reluctantly held back but couldn’t resist dropping hints in his friend group chat every other day. Heath and the rest were used to it by now—except Lysander, who constantly complained that he was drowning in a sea of "lovey-dovey vibes," being the lone single guy among them.When Auror
The next morning, Alaric woke up, remembering last night’s events. He pinched himself—no, it wasn’t a dream. Vespera had actually said yes.He jumped out of bed, showered, changed, and even straightened his tie before driving to her studio. There she was, focused on work, wearing a stylish dress and light makeup, looking absolutely radiant.When he walked in, Vespera looked up, surprised. “Finally awake?” she asked with a smirk.Alaric simply nodded, taking her hand without a word and leading her downstairs. She stumbled after him, asking, “Where are we going?”Alaric gently nudged her into his car, driving her toward a villa. Vespera was clueless and a bit shocked, glancing around, unsure of what was happening.They finally arrived at a beautiful villa. Alaric opened the door, and she asked, “Did you just buy this?”&n
The next morning, Alaric was finally over his fever. When Vespera woke up, he was already waiting in the living room. After breakfast, they both headed to their respective offices.Aurora’s team reported they’d successfully returned to the Whitmore family’s estate. For her, that had been a fierce battle. For Vespera, however, the real challenge lay ahead: the design competition.Ever since her last conversation with Yvonne, where Yvonne had hinted that everything she had was due to Aurora and Alaric’s support, Vespera had been determined to prove herself. She wanted to be worthy of Alaric and was pouring all her energy into this competition.After submitting her designs, Vespera anxiously waited at home for results. When the winners were finally announced online, she saw her name in second place. The relief and pride were overwhelming. She had finally achieved something worth sharing with Alaric. Now, with the award ceremony in the UK, she had no choice but to let him know.Expecting
Vespera had reclaimed her brand, and Alaric seemed to be maturing by the day, treating her like she was his entire world. Everything seemed to be falling into place.After that showdown in Alaric’s office with Elowen, she hadn’t shown her face again. Vespera figured it was over, that Elowen had finally given up. Everyone else thought the same.But on the day they took graduation photos, Aurora disappeared. Heath and Alaric eventually tracked her down — Elowen had taken her. Vespera was frantic, blaming herself for not protecting Aurora better.Heath and Alaric couldn’t stop Aurora’s flight at the airport, so they booked tickets to the UK to get her back. Vespera had too much to handle here to join them, so she only saw Alaric off at the airport.He held her close, whispering, “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon, and Aurora will be safe.”Vespera hugged him back tightly. She trusted him. Alaric and Heath would get this done — Elowen had crossed a line that couldn’t be ignored, and she knew
This past week, Aurora had been tirelessly setting up to counter Evelyn and her allies, Yvonne and Elowen. Meanwhile, Alaric, working alongside Aurora to reclaim Elowen’s brand.A week later, the press conference went ahead as planned. Alaric helped Vespera pick an outfit, stayed until she’d finished her makeup, and then drove her to the venue himself.The conference, led by Evelyn, was a disaster for her team. They failed to take over Aurora’s company, couldn’t drive her out of the Pendleton family, and made no progress in placing Yvonne and Elowen as CEO and head designer. Their plans had backfired entirely.Leaving the venue, Yvonne, clearly shaken, stepped in front of a car without looking and was hit, blood pooling around her. Vespera, stunned and dizzy at the sight, would have collapsed if Alaric hadn’t steadied her.Frantically, Vespera fumbled with her phone to call home, stammering, “It’s Yvonne… she’s bleeding so much…”As someone unaccustomed to such violence, Vespera was t
Alaric looked at Vespera with an innocent expression and said, “It’s not what you think. I’m not a creep.”“Not a creep?” Vespera glared at him. “Then what were you doing in my room?”Alaric almost groaned. “If I told you I was here to give you a massage, would you believe me?”“Total creep!” she shouted. “Sneaking into my bed while I was asleep!”Alaric shot back, “I did not! When I woke up, you were the one curled up on me!”Vespera paused, recalling the moment she woke up. Okay, maybe she had been cozying up to him. Wait a second—was he implying she was the one acting out of line?Seeing her hesitation, Alaric grinned smugly. “See? You were just as comfortable with it!”“Get out!” Vespera yelled.Alaric left the room, trying not to smile too much. Sure, nothing happened, but just getting to hold her felt amazing. Although… his shoulder was sore from her leaning on him all night, so he headed back to his room to grab a few more hours of sleep.Vespera, alone in her room, listened as
Vespera walked ahead, casual and carefree in a T-shirt and shorts, no makeup, and even bare of high heels, while Alaric trailed close behind with a jacket in hand, grinning like a fool. Everyone in the lobby couldn’t help but notice—their usually composed CEO was tagging along, practically beaming.Catching up to her, Alaric draped his jacket over her shoulders. “How could you leave without dressing warmer? You’ll end up with a stomach ache tonight,” he said, his voice soft with affection.Vespera felt a warm flutter in her chest but stayed quiet, letting his jacket settle around her as they walked out. Alaric was thrilled she hadn’t brushed him off; emboldened, he slipped his hand into hers, wrapping her cold fingers in his.For a moment, she stiffened, then relaxed, letting her hand nestle securely in his. Together, they headed to the parking lot, Alaric practically floating with joy. This felt better than winning the lottery!Bringing her home, Alaric felt out of his depth—things h
Alaric stood in his office, with Elowen right in front of him, her hand tugging at his tie, a faint smirk hidden beneath her slightly indignant expression.Seeing the scene, Vespera nearly turned around and left right then and there. But she reminded herself of her purpose for coming today. She was done hiding from Elowen. Even if Alaric wasn’t hers in the end, she’d be damned if he ended up with someone like Elowen.So Vespera strode into the office, fixed her gaze on them, and asked, “What’s going on here?”At the sound of her voice, Alaric spun around, fumbling to free his tie from Elowen’s grip. But Elowen held tight, glancing over at Vespera with a slight smile. “Miss Thornfield? You’re here?”Vespera closed the door behind her, gave a slight nod, and asked again, “What exactly is this about?”Elowen smirked. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just wanted to ask Alaric if I could borrow a few people to help promote my new fashion line. Not sure if he’s on board with it, though.”“Not a chance,