Hector shoved a notebook at her and scowled. "I got you breakfast and lunch today. That's two things. You owe me twenty points!"Madeline gave him a look. "You expect twenty points when I didn't even touch the food?""That's your problem. I bought it, didn't I? Come on, hurry up," Hector pressed, clearly losing his patience.With a scoff, Madeline slapped two negative ten stickers in his book.Hector's eyes bulged. "What's that supposed to mean?"Madeline replied icily, "You buy stuff without even asking if I'm hungry or what I want. How's that fair? No nanny in their right mind would pull a stunt like that. You can't wait for me, so you start kicking stuff and throwing tantrums, making it impossible to get any work done in the studio. It's not just about the points. Ten is the max penalty!"She would dock more if she could.Hector was fuming, teeth grinding.Madeline lifted the notebook like a shield. "Mind your tone."Gritting his teeth so hard it looked painful, Hector mana
"Why should I do what you say?"Hector was on the verge of losing it.He was already at his breaking point from making Madeline's breakfast and lunch, and then he had to take her orders? It was almost too much to handle.Madeline just watched him, unfazed.Hector's irritation deflated, and he stormed off, muttering under his breath.Twenty minutes later, Hector came back and plopped lemons down beside Madeline with a thud.Madeline glanced up from her painting to the unpeeled lemons and asked, "You think I can eat these like that?"Hector jutted out his chin defiantly. "Why not? They're the priciest lemons from the grocery store!"Was it about the price?Madeline gave him a long look. "You've got to wash the lemons, slice them up, and dunk them in water to make lemon water, you know. "All that for a drink?Hector eyed her, a warning in his voice, "Don't push it, Madeline."Madeline's lips twitched into a smirk. "That's just how I roll. What are you gonna do?""You!"Made
Madeline thought there would not be a live stream that afternoon, but the director came over excitedly, asking her to do a little teaching segment.She was supposed to show the museum folks how to do 'fire-dancing on paper'. She would broadcast live, teach, and let the viewers learn too.Hector returned with the lemonade just in time to see Madeline getting ready to head out, and he could not help the vein throbbing on his forehead. "So what am I supposed to do with this?"He had picked out the seeds one by one, nearly knocked out by the lemon's tartness.Then, Madeline had told him she was leaving. That was not how she played a joke on him!Madeline gave him a puzzled look and pulled out a flask. "Just pour it in here."'Crap! What a pain.'Madeline poured herself a glass of the lemon water and, with a lazy flick of her wrist, slapped a sticky note with a big fat six on it."Madeline!"If Madeline was not sporting a baby bump, Hector was pretty sure he would be tempted to bre
After Madeline wrapped up her livestream and got back to Oralia, she found Sadie perched in her office chair, glaring at her with a mix of fury and frustration.Nash quickly jumped in with an explanation. "Ms. Sanders, Mr. Ferguson sent Ms. Ferguson here to learn the ropes. Since Willa is your only assistant, it would be great if Ms. Ferguson could team up with you."However, what Stephen really meant was that Sadie could really learn a thing or two from Madeline.Madeline fell silent. 'Is this some kind of daycare? Does Stephen dump every problem child on Oralia's doorstep?'She turned to Nash and asked seriously, "Just how many kids are in the Ferguson family?"Nash blinked, caught off guard, and replied without thinking, "Twelve."Madeline's face went pale. "Twelve?!"Nash could not figure out why Madeline was freaking out and quickly tried to clarify, "The Fergusons have been around for ages. The patriarch had three brothers and a sister. Each brother had a bunch of kids. So
Sadie flinched under his icy look, her words stumbling out."I... I didn't mean to. I... I wasn't trying too hard. It was... She wasn't steady on her feet! Yeah! She lost her balance all by herself."However, Trevon's expression remained unyielding as he replied scornfully, "Stephen's going to hear about this."Sadie went pale, scared stiff.Sure, Stephen was usually soft with them, but when he got mad, it was no joke. That was why she was there at Oralia, working without a fuss.Sadie had figured she would come in, do a good job, and in a month or so, with a little charm, that would all blow over."Trevon, I swear it was an accident. Don't rat me out to him."She turned to Madeline, biting her lip. "I'm really sorry, Madeline. I'll make it up to you, whatever you want."That was when Hector came to his senses. Seeing Sadie go white from just a few words from Trevon, he was not having it."Madeline's okay, and Sadie said she's sorry. Why keep going on about it? I bet Madeline
After his chat with Jared, Colton dropped the whole Jasperia Textiles and Sanders Group scandal.Cilix had his crew spin the press, churning out a bunch of pro-Sanders Group stories, and threw down 15 million dollars to spruce up the Lowe Clan village.With paid commentators leading the charge, the online criticism of the Sanders Group gradually died down.At last, just before the market closed for the day, the Sanders Group's stocks stopped their nosedive.The decisions on what to do with the people involved were finally in place.A deputy manager at Jasperia Textiles took the fall for Hoyt and Cilix for the pollution scandal of the Lowe Clan village. Hoyt had to dig deep into his own pockets to cover the village's clean-up costs, and on the down-low, he was also shelling out big bucks to the deputy manager's family, wiping out his life's savings.Money for freedom. It was a tough pill to swallow, but Hoyt had no choice.With the mess sorted, Cilix could finally relax. Aside
Lacee, a fellow member of the Lowe Clan village, was related to Hoyt by blood, which was how she ended up as the Sanders family's nanny.Hoyt recognized her immediately.Seeing her on the ground, Hoyt's face twisted with a hint of guilt, and he cleared his throat, "What took you so long to open the door? I was worried something had happened, so I tried to kick it in. Lacee, I didn't kick you too hard, did I?"However, Lacee was in real pain, feeling sharp stabs in her lower belly, her face going white as a sheet, beaded with cold sweat.She just shook her head, though, and said, "I'm okay. Come on in."Before Hoyt could say another word, Rosie was all over him, sobbing, "My boy! You're finally home! You could've at least sent a note. Your dad and I have been sick with worry. We've hardly eaten or slept! We thought you'd been locked up!"Hoyt just looked at his parents, whose faces seemed etched with worry, and stayed silent.Skylar spat out in disgust, cursing Cilix. "That no-go
Rosie's eyes bulged, and it took an eternity for her to exhale the breath she had been holding."I knew she was nothing but trouble, luring Yale like that. If I were you, I'd have sent her packing ages ago!"She was not about to recognize any grandkids.Yale was way out of Lacee's league, so she had no business having his baby.While all that was being said, Victor just sat there, cool as a cucumber, without budging.Hoyt, who could not stand listening to another word, went over, scooped up Lacee, and rushed her to the hospital.The whole place went topsy-turvy.Lacee really was two months along, but between her poor health and all the stress, the pregnancy was on shaky ground and ended abruptly with an accidental kick from Hoyt.Hoyt mumbled awkwardly, "I... I was just trying to kick the door."Lacee just hung her head, silent.Skylar was at a loss for words.It was a sad loss, but what was done was done."You're off the hook for work for a bit. Take it easy and recover. I
That batch of red wine did not look too strong, but it packed a punch.As the trio kept drinking, they slowly started to feel the buzz.Yeneth, glass in hand, her cheeks a rosy red, ranted, "Don't employees' lives count for anything? Overtime, day in and day out! It's enough to wear out a horse!"That darn Camden, always harping on about performance, about profits! Is game development just about the bottom line? What happened to the heart? Rubbish!"For a moment, she thought she saw Camden's face, and in a fit of anger, Yeneth tried to slap it away, nearly tumbling into her wine glass instead.Madeline, startled, rushed to steady her.Yeneth, still wobbly, stood up on her own, fixing Trevon with a steely gaze and said icily, "You're just another greedy capitalist."Trevon sat there, calm and collected, but his delayed movements and the occasional glint of bewilderment in his eyes betrayed his inebriation to Madeline.When Yeneth spoke up, he turned his head slowly, locking eyes
Madeline, caught up in the conversation with Caleb and Yeneth, turned around in shock at Trevon's question.He had just declared he would not touch a drop, and he was suddenly reaching for the wine?However, she let it go without a question.The red wine was smooth and inviting. If he felt like drinking, why not?Trevon grunted a greeting into his phone. "Mr. Caleb Jabs."Caleb snapped out of his reverie, returning the greeting with a subdued nod, his gaze deepening.Yeneth, caught between awkwardness and concern, glanced at Caleb. She was about to speak when a glamorous doctor in a white coat appeared beside him on the screen.The doctor, Camila Jervis, peered at the screen, her smile teasing. "Mr. Caleb Jabs, are you chatting with your girlfriend?"Two women were on the screen, leaving it unclear whom she meant.Caleb shook his head, offering no explanation, and instead asked, "Dr. Jervis, what's up?"Camila arched an eyebrow, not prying further. "The professor's ready to s
Yahir sipped his cola, feeling utterly dejected.He had bolted from the Lewis family feast, even at the risk of getting caught, just to pocket two bottles of Lafite.They were not the prized '1982' edition, but they were still pretty decent.His mom's constant marriage talk was a drag, but her taste in wine was impeccable. He was all set for a night of no-holds-barred drinking with Trevon.However, Trevon dragged him over to Madeline's, and under the pretext of her pregnancy, confiscated all the wine.Then, it sat tauntingly in the wine cabinet.Yahir gazed at it, each bottle seeming to whisper seductively."Come on, come have a taste."It was pure torture!He took another swig of cola."Whoa!"Yeneth's shout came out of nowhere.Yahir choked mid-sip.The cola fizz popped like fireworks in his throat, sending him into a coughing frenzy, his face flushing a deep crimson as the soda splashed across the floor.Madeline jumped at his coughing spectacle, hastily grabbing a tis
Madeline swung open the kitchen door to find Yahir wrapping his arms around Yeneth from behind, as if he could not bear to let her go.Her mind, already a whirlwind of thoughts, was completely thrown."What in the world..."Madeline was puzzled as she returned from the kitchen. She had only stepped away to make a call, and then Yeneth and Yahir were locked in an embrace.Yeneth tried to explain, "Madeline, this isn't what it looks like. I was just—"However, Yahir clamped a hand over her mouth, grinning at Madeline. "We're just playing around, Madeline. Hey, do you have any wine glasses? We need four. Let's celebrate!"Trevon stepped out from behind Madeline, his composed facade unbroken. "Lost your head? She's pregnant. Think she can drink?"Yahir smacked his forehead. "Oh, man. I totally spaced on that."Once Yeneth wriggled free, she took a deep breath and delivered a sharp kick to Yahir's leg. "Get off me!"She kicked with all her might, hitting Yahir's shin and sending a
At that moment, Trevon seemed to freeze, then he straightened his posture. "Madeline, Liam's role is to be your close protection, to ensure your safety."Madeline had faced too many close calls, and he could not shake his concern for her.However, she was fiercely independent. If it were up to him, he would keep her tethered to his side.Madeline let out a derisive snort. She knew Xoan well enough to know he could dig up information on Yoana, but not with such speed and precision.Xoan claimed Liam was the one who had lent a hand.Madeline knew Liam. That had Trevon's fingerprints all over it."Do you really think I've become so dim-witted from pregnancy that I can't think straight?"Trevon looked at her, a mix of frustration and affection in his eyes.She had once been so sweet and compliant. Then, she became so sharp and quick-witted, a match even for him.However, he preferred her that way."Madeline, I'm just looking out for you."Trevon had an insatiable need to know ev
"Madeline, I've got the scoop on Yoana," Xoan said.Madeline was taken aback. "So soon?"Xoan let out a sly chuckle. "It wouldn't have been this quick, but Liam lent us a hand."Madeline stole a quick look at Trevon, then cast her gaze downward.Fifteen years back, Yoana was forced out of the Sanders Group—a victim of Cilix's cunning plot.It was not just a simple resignation as Bella had naively believed. Yoana was secretly saddled with a mountain of debt.Cilix did not stop there. He tarnished Yoana's name throughout the industry.She could not land a respectable job to save her life.Her personal life was total chaos.Her husband, Jim Livingston, who was once a low-level office worker, had dived into business on the back of Yoana's earnings and made a pretty penny.However, when the bill came due, Yoana hit a wall. Jim had sent all his cash back to his folks, leaving peanuts behind.Yoana was floored. A decade of hard work, and not a dime to show for it.When she begged
Madeline swung the door open to find Trevon on her doorstep, her eyebrows knitting together in a frown.Before she could get a word out, Yahir popped up from behind him with a grin. "Happy New Year, Madeline!"He waved a container of homemade goodies.Those two had nearly fought that morning, and then they were as chummy as can be—though Trevon looked like he would rather be anywhere else. However, he bit his tongue and kept quiet.With the Gibsons and the Lewises all cozied up for a New Year's feast, what on earth were those two doing there?Yahir's face fell. "Madeline, you've got no idea. My mom's a force of nature. Can you believe she's still dragging me to blind dates on New Year's Eve? I just had to bail."Madeline could not help but think about Liliana's earlier enthusiasm for rallying the troops and was at a loss for words."What about you, Trevon? What brings you here?" Madeline asked.Trevon pursed his lips. He was looking a little quiet too.Edith had been on his ca
Madeline walked into her house and immediately sensed something was up. She nudged the door wider and there was Yeneth, sparking an involuntary grin on her face."I thought you were going to be hibernating today?"Yeneth had been swamped with the Skylandia project, barely getting any sleep. She had texted Madeline about sleeping in on her day off.With a shrug and a smirk, Yeneth said, "Guess I'm just wired to work. Woke up at the crack of dawn, hung around in bed not to wake you, and by the time I showed up, you were already out and about."Madeline shut the door behind her, musing aloud."I've been turning it over in my mind. All this press and pest hunting is kid's play for the Sanders Group. To really take them on, we've got to… Yank the carpet out from under them?" Yeneth's smile was the answer Madeline needed as she shared her strategy."How's that sound?"Yeneth's thumbs-up was quick, but her frown came just as fast. "Fashion's a shark tank, and jumping in now? That's r
Madeline's request left Yoana taken aback.A wry smile crossed her face. "What can I possibly help you with at my age?"Madeline grasped her hand with conviction. "No, Mrs. Reed, you're the only one who can do this favor for me."Yoana looked down, her expression unreadable, and whispered, "You're giving me too much credit. Besides, with my background, there's no way I can go back to working with the Sanders Group. I have a couple of pairs of baby shoes here. Take them as a baby shower gift for your little ones."Madeline realized Yoana had gotten the wrong idea, thinking she was there about the Sanders Group or Cilix, and felt a twinge of disappointment."Mrs. Reed, please don't reject my request just yet. I'm planning to start my own fashion label. Everything Is underway, but I'm still missing one crucial piece—a designer."Madeline shared her vision.Yoana's eyebrows shot up in surprise when she heard Madeline's vision for her new company."That sounds just like the Sanders