Next, Sienna logged into her second backup account, "The Dancer", and pretended to tag her first backup account, "Helen's Rival". She typed, [Yes, exactly! If someone like Wendy, the God of Sleep who sleeps through her classes, becomes the campus belle, it would be a joke. Sienna is still the best!]She then switched back to her main account, "Sienna Hawk", and posted, [Everyone, let's not fight. I think Wendy's pretty great. I'll gladly pass on the title of campus belle to her!]Sienna was juggling three different accounts and playing three different roles to stabilize the situation. She couldn't afford to lose her position as the prettiest girl in Clavendale University.Sure enough, after this little maneuver, Sienna's loyal followers—mostly nerdy boys—started commenting in droves.One commented, [Wendy is beautiful, but the title of campus belle should go to Sienna. She's the most outstanding of them all!]Another chimed in, [Sienna is my goddess. No one can take her place in
"Of course! Didn't you see that Professor Lincoln himself came out to greet her?" Everyone looked at Trish with a mix of admiration and envy. Trish had arrived with Cyril, holding her head high, her chin tilted in a way that made her resemble a proud peacock. The confidence and pride radiating from her made her seem almost untouchable, and her presence was dazzling. As Trish and Cyril stopped, Trish's gaze first landed on Wendy. She looked her over with obvious disdain before shifting her focus to Stanley. "Mr. Hawk, Wendy dropped out of school at 16. I've even heard she sleeps through Professor Lincoln's classes. What exactly makes her deserving of a spot at Clavendale University?" Sienna saw her opportunity and eagerly nodded in agreement. "Exactly!" Stanley's face, always so composed and dignified, betrayed no sign of emotion. He glanced at Wendy before answering, "She will focus on her studies here." Sienna opened her mouth to speak again. She'd heard that Wendy only
Cyril froze, wondering who Wendy was calling "Cyril".Who was this Cyril?Wait, he was Cyril—but she shouldn't call him that!Cyril was about to say something, but Wendy quickly scanned the room before turning and walking away.Halsey laughed quietly, then glanced at Cyril before hurrying after Wendy. "Wendy, wait up for me."Trish and Sienna were both shocked. "Professor Lincoln, did Wendy just call you by your first name? Has she completely lost her mind?!"Trish and Sienna were stunned.Cyril was dumbfounded as well. This was the second time this had happened. He had no idea why Wendy called him by his first name so casually.Did she even know about respect or boundaries? Only his mentor, Dr. Ceylan, had the right to call him by his first name. And she actually said she trusted him to handle things—as if he needed her reassurance!Stanley watched as Wendy disappeared around the corner, his brow furrowed slightly. She truly was fearless, even addressing his uncle by his fi
Glinda quickly understood. "Alright, alright. Now I can relax." Wendy was over the moon. She hooked her arm through Glinda's and said, "Grandma, you're rarely out, so let me take you out and have some fun." Glinda's face lit up with a smile. "That sounds wonderful! I love going out and having fun." -Wendy and Halsey took Glinda out to the main street, where they passed a milkshake shop. Halsey grinned. "Wendy, let's grab a milkshake. They've got a new Taro flavor, and it's delicious!" Wendy nodded eagerly. "Sure." Glinda looked curiously at them. "You two are getting milkshakes?" Wendy knew that in some families, elders typically didn't allow younger people to drink things like milkshakes. She quickly explained, "Grandma, actually, having a milkshake every once in a while isn't bad for your health…" "Could you get me one too? I'd like to try it," Glinda suddenly said. Wendy froze in surprise. Glinda leaned over the milkshake counter, her eyes sparkling with
Glinda looked up at the large "Happy Foot Massage" sign and took a sip of her milkshake, curiosity piqued. "Wendy, what is this place?" Wendy raised an eyebrow playfully and grinned. "They often say relaxation is just a massage away. Grandma, Halsey, I'm treating you to a foot massage!" The three of them strutted inside with confidence, and the shop's manager immediately greeted them warmly. Wendy said with a smile, "We'd like three male therapists, and make sure you send over your tallest and most handsome ones!" The manager responded eagerly, "Of course, ladies. Right this way, please." -Back at the restaurant, Stanley and Jessica were dining in the romantic ambiance of candlelight and piano music when Stanley's phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from the Hawk family's estate. Stanley answered, and the frantic voice of the butler, Freddy, came through. "Hello, Mr. Hawk, something's wrong!" Stanley's face hardened. "What happened?" "Mrs. Glinda is missing
Glinda took another sip of her milkshake, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "It's amazing." She then glanced at the handsome young therapist in front of her. "How old are you?" The therapist smiled. "I'm 18." Glinda raised an eyebrow. "No wonder men, even when they're 80, still like 18-year-olds. Turns out, even at 80, I like them too." Laughter echoed through the room. Wendy and Halsey chuckled, and the atmosphere was filled with the sound of three women enjoying themselves. Zayn, who had intended to go in and warn Wendy, paused. Hearing their conversation, he quickly turned and exited the room. Well, everyone had their way of living life—he supposed Wendy would have to deal with it on her own. Stanley stood in the doorway, his forehead tight with veins pulsing in irritation. An hour ago, he never would have imagined finding his grandmother holding a milkshake and getting a foot massage! A dark storm of anger surged through him, his eyes narrowing
Stanley didn't say Wendy could leave, but she really didn't want to stay. She tried to pull her wrist away from his firm grip.But Stanley's long, slender fingers tightened around her wrist, pulling her along with him."Stanley, what are you doing? Let go of me! Where are you taking me?" His strides were long, forcing Wendy to stumble as she tried to keep up with him.He dragged her out of the foot massage parlor and shoved her into his Rolls Royce Phantom. Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Hawk Group's office building, and he pulled her inside.The employees in the tech department were working late that night. They were just about to grab a cup of coffee when they saw their intimidating CEO walking in with a stunningly beautiful Wendy. The employees' exhaustion instantly vanished, replaced by wide-eyed surprise. "Mr. Hawk?" Stanley didn't even spare them a glance as he dragged Wendy into his office. The staff immediately erupted into whispers. "Is that Mr
Stanley couldn't remember the last time he kissed Wendy. All he knew now was that the sensation from the kiss was making his whole body tingle, as if he were being jolted by electricity. At that moment, she boldly penetrated his defenses, soft and teasing, like a kitten's paw swiping around a little before finally pulling him in with a gentle but irresistible tug.Stanley felt a surge of heat race from his spine to his brain. It was as if she had stolen his very soul.He breathed heavily, his weight pressing down on her, his body hovering over hers. When he realized his body seemed to remember her touch, he wanted to curse. He hadn't been with Jessica. Physically, at his age, he needed some passion, but he had always been emotionally distant and never thought much of it. But since he met Wendy, especially that stormy night when they had a taste of each other, it had opened a door he didn't know was there. Now, every time he touched her, that same craving came rushing back, aw
Wendy knew Stanley would never approve of Halsey getting involved with Dwight.Wendy raised an eyebrow, clearly irritated. "Mr. Hawk, you're really overstepping. What does Halsey's business have to do with you?"Stanley shot her a sharp look. "Had enough fun? If you're done, I'll take you home."With that, Stanley grabbed Wendy's slender arm and started pulling her away.Cecelia called out from behind, "Wendy! Mr. Hawk!"-Dwight had gone backstage to change. He didn't come to this place often, but he had to admit—it was incredibly profitable.He had pulled off his torn white tank top and was about to slip into a black hoodie when the door behind him suddenly opened. Dwight's piercing gaze darted to the intruder. "Who's there?"Halsey, having followed him in, was startled to find Dwight standing there topless.Her pale face flushed bright red, and she immediately covered her face with both hands, letting out a small gasp.Dwight quickly pulled the hoodie over his head, grabb
Dwight and Halsey locked eyes.Dwight's face was hidden behind a mask, making it hard to read his expression. But his gaze was as cold as ever, staring at Halsey like she was just another stranger.The host laughed. "Ladies, calm down! Here's what we'll do. Only one person can come up and touch our star dancer. We'll decide by a bidding war. The highest bid wins."Immediately, the rich women around them started shouting out offers. "I'll pay a thousand!""Three thousand!""Five thousand!""Ten thousand!"The price quickly climbed to ten thousand, and Cecelia was stunned. "Ten thousand just to touch him? Is his six-pack made of gold or something? Are these women out of their minds?"At that moment, Halsey raised her hand. "I'll bid twenty thousand!"Halsey had bid twenty thousand.Wendy and Cecelia turned to look at her, surprised. Cecelia subtly tugged at Halsey's sleeve. "Halsey, why are you jumping into this?"Halsey, her almond-shaped eyes still focused on Dwight on st
Wendy, Cecelia, and Halsey stopped in their tracks. Cecelia said, "This restaurant's bar is really famous. I've heard there's a main attraction here who draws in all the rich women. They say when he does his striptease, the tips just keep coming."Halsey nodded. "I've heard that too. Apparently, all the waiters here are shirtless muscular guys with abs. Let's go in and see for ourselves."Wendy had no objections. "Alright, let's go in."The three of them squeezed into the bar, which was already packed. Everyone was gathered around the stage.On the stage, several handsome men were dancing while the music blared. The crowd was chanting, "Take it off, take it off, take it off!" as the men started to strip.The man in the center was the headliner of the bar. He wore a black tank top and black pants, and his face was hidden behind a cold, emotionless mask.Cecelia raised her eyebrows. "Is that him? The main guy? Wow, he's even better than I expected! That body is incredible."Wendy
Wendy watched the scene unfold before her. The woman in Stanley's arms was gazing up at him with deep affection, while he lowered his gaze in return. It was clear he was enjoying the attention he was getting.Wendy quickly averted her eyes. "Alright, enough of that. Mr. Hawk and I aren't together. Since Jessica hasn't said anything about this, I have nothing to say either. Let's go."With that, Wendy turned and left with Cecelia and Halsey.Wendy entered the restroom, while Cecelia and Halsey waited outside. "Stanley doesn't deserve Wendy," Cecelia said. Halsey suddenly had an idea. "Wait, I've got it."Halsey pulled out her phone, found a picture of Wendy, and posted it to her social media with the caption, [Single lady urgently seeking a boyfriend.]After hitting send, Halsey winked mischievously. "Mr. Hawk has a beautiful woman in his arms, so let's find Wendy a boyfriend online. When he sees this, his reaction will be priceless."Cecelia immediately gave Halsey a thumbs up
Wendy, Halsey, and Cecelia raised their glasses.At that moment, the door to the restaurant swung open, and a group of people entered. Leading the pack was a tall, handsome figure—Stanley.Stanley had come to the restaurant, but not for a casual meal. He was here for business, accompanied by several senior executives.The restaurant manager greeted him warmly. "Mr. Hawk, the private room is ready. Please follow me."Stanley followed the manager toward the private room, but as he did, his eyes scanned the crowd and immediately locked onto Wendy, who looked as graceful as ever. Wendy, along with Cecelia and Halsey, had come out to eat. They were deep in conversation, laughing and toasting, clearly in high spirits.The executives behind Stanley noticed where he was looking. "Mr. Hawk, do you know those three ladies? They look so young, like schoolgirls."The executives were intrigued by Stanley's attention to the women, since he was rumored not to be interested in them.His face r
Cecelia's questions caught Wendy off guard. Honestly, she hadn't fully decided what to do about the baby yet.She placed her small hand gently on her flat stomach, feeling the weight of the decision. The thought of aborting the baby was unbearable. This wasn't just Stanley's child—it was hers too. If Stanley didn't want the baby, did that mean she shouldn't want it either?Cecelia broke the silence. "Wendy, if you want to keep the baby, then go ahead. With our financial situation, we're not exactly struggling. A lot of women are opting to be single mothers now. And honestly, if Mr. Hawk doesn't want the child, that's even better. We can just kick him out of the picture and raise the baby ourselves. I'll be the godmother!"Halsey nodded in agreement. Even though Stanley was her cousin, Wendy had made it clear that she didn't want him to know about the pregnancy. Halsey respected that and fully supported whatever decision Wendy made. Wendy always took the time to think things thr
Stanley looked at Jessica. "You already know about the heart match?"Jessica didn't hesitate to admit it. "Yeah! Wendy's heart is a perfect match for mine. Why didn't you tell me?"Stanley countered, "If I told you, then what?"Jessica answered as if it were obvious. "Then you should figure out a way for Wendy to save me."Stanley fell silent.Jessica's voice grew more urgent. "Don't you want to save me? Are you really going to hesitate between me and Wendy? Are you in love with her? Is that why you're hesitating?"Stanley looked at Jessica, his expression firm. "You can't take Wendy's heart."Jessica's face turned pale.He actually said that she couldn't take Wendy's heart."So, what do I do now? Are you going to give up on me? Have you forgotten your promise to me? First, you've been hot and cold with me, and now you won't even try to save my life?"Stanley's voice was low, almost resigned. "I've already sent people out to search for alternatives. You can't take her heart, b
Wendy called Stanley out, saying she needed to talk to him privately.Jessica immediately made a fuss, grabbing onto Stanley's muscular arm. "If you have something to say, just say it here!"She wasn't letting Stanley go.Wendy looked between the two of them. Now that she was pregnant, why should she bear this burden alone? She couldn't let Stanley and Jessica continue their little moment. No, she had to tell Stanley what was going on.Wendy said firmly, "Jessica, this is none of your business. I can only talk to him about it. Mr. Hawk, I'll be waiting for you outside."With that, Wendy walked out.Jessica pulled at Stanley's arm. "Stanley, you're not going anywhere."Stanley pulled his arm away gently. "I'll just be a minute."He turned and walked out."Stanley!" Jessica shouted after him, her voice filled with frustration.-Stanley stepped into the hallway, where Wendy was waiting for him.He walked toward her. "You wanted to talk?"Wendy looked at him, her expression se
Wendy sat on the couch for a long time, lost in thought. Finally, she stood up and headed for the hospital. She needed to think about the situation with the baby, but for now, she had to meet Jessica.Half an hour later, Wendy arrived at Jessica's VIP ward and saw her lying on the bed.Jessica smiled, her lips curving up. "Hey, Wendy. You got here pretty fast."Wendy glanced at Jessica's pale face. "Your heart is getting worse. If you faint again next time, it could be life-threatening. So, I figured I should visit. Who knows? It might be the last time."Jessica was silent, feeling the sting of Wendy's words.She finally realized why her heart condition had worsened—Wendy had to be the one causing it.Jessica took a deep breath to steady her emotions. "You don't have to worry about that. Stanley already found a heart that matches mine. He'll save me."Wendy raised an eyebrow. "So what if he found it? Does the person even agree to save you? Without his or her consent, it'd be