Russell's POV Troy wheeled me out of the club as a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. Instead of fetching an umbrella from the car, he had the doorman find one. He opened the large black umbrella, helped me into the car, and then got in himself, starting the engine and pulling away. The black Maybach headed towards Serene Manor. Through the rearview mirror, Troy informed me, "Mr. Madox, there are four cars following us." I instructed, "Head for the hilltop." I sensed that these cars meant trouble and was already prepared to deal with the situation. The open space on the hilltop would give me more room to maneuver and handle the crisis. Troy nodded, "Got it," and turned the steering wheel towards Hillside Road. The car, having been modified for speed, quickly picked up pace. The pursuing cars, initially cautious, soon became more brazen in their chase. Once on Hillside Road, the four cars dared not drive too fast. Upon reaching the hilltop, the four cars swiftly surr
Zoey's POV In my sleep, I seemed to catch a whiff of Russell's cool, pleasant woody scent, mixed with a hint of blood. Ever since I found my wolf, my sense of smell had become acute. I jolted awake, and the first thing I saw was Russell's attractive hand, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I propped myself up on the sofa and slowly sat up, asking, "When did you get back?" Russell gave a faint smile and replied, "Just got here a little while ago." "Why didn't you wake me up?" "You looked so sound asleep." Although Russell wasn't damp from the rain, he carried a heavy dampness, indicating he had been out for a long time. Moreover, there was a bright red dot next to the fifth button of his shirt. I noticed these details and asked with concern, "Are you hurt?" Russell paused, following my gaze to the bloodstain. He said, "It might be a nosebleed that dripped accidentally." I nodded and asked again, "Are you hungry?" "I'm not," he replied. But as soon as he finished
Zoey's POV No sooner had I finished speaking than Russell's thin lips were on mine. After a few kisses, Russell's technique had become more and more skilled. His tongue explored my mouth, his big hand cupping the back of my head, kissing me deeply. My arms weakly wrapped around Russell's neck, letting him take what he wanted. Russell's hot palm slowly slid up my calf, his breathing becoming rapid. But the next second, he suddenly pulled away from my lips, his voice husky as he said, "Come down." I got the hint and quickly stood up, my gaze involuntarily glancing down at Russell's crotch. Russell pulled the blanket on his lap up a bit, turned his wheelchair to the side, and said to me, "Get some sleep early." "Oh, okay," I pushed him upstairs. Russell cleared his throat and said, "Sleep in your own bedroom tonight." I nodded slightly, feeling a bit disappointed, and said, "Russell, I'm going to Born Beauty Fashion Company tomorrow. I officially started working there before,
Zoey's POV I had only been at Born Beauty for a month, holding the position of a C-level designer. Initially, everyone thought I got into Born Beauty because of Ariana, considering I graduated from Corbourne Harrington University with a degree in Mechanical Manufacturing Technology, which has nothing to do with fashion design. Ariana looked at me with a hint of regret, "Zoey, are you really leaving Born Beauty?" I raised my eyebrow, "If I don't leave, am I supposed to keep providing my designs for others to take credit for?" Ariana pursed her lips. She understood what I meant. I had no intention of creating designs for her anymore. Everyone couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. Design Director Jayleen Neal sneered, "Ms. Harmon has only been at Born Beauty for a month and hasn't even produced a decent design yet, right? What you just said sounds rather arrogant." I looked at Ariana, "Ariana, tell everyone, am I arrogant?" Ariana's nail dug into her palm. There was no wa
Zoey's POV A mocking curve played on my lips, "Yeah, some discarded drafts really matter to you, huh? What's the matter? Can't you even produce a piece of trash?" Ariana caught sight of Nelson's figure and spoke up with feigned righteousness, "Zoey, even if they're drafts, they were made after you learned some design concepts at Born Beauty. That involves Born Beauty's secrets, so you can't take them away!" I gave Alissa a signal, and she immediately stepped forward, grabbed Ariana by the neck with one hand, and tossed her into Nelson's arms. Ariana wailed, "Nelson, I'm thinking about Born Beauty. If our design philosophy is stolen by another studio, it could cause incalculable losses." Nelson said in a deep voice, "Zoey, you won't be able to take a single draft out of this office today, or you won't leave the company!" Alissa glanced around, "Let's see who dares to make a fuss." I patted her shoulder, "Don't get angry. It's okay." I looked at Nelson, "Don't worry. I won't ta
Russell's POV I was in the CEO's office of the Madox Group, listening to Troy's report, my fingers unconsciously tapping the desktop. After pondering for a moment, I said, "I'll go to the base myself. Contact the airport right now." Troy nodded and replied, "Yes, sir. There's also a situation with Mrs. Madox." With that, Troy recounted every detail of the feedback from Alissa. My eyes narrowed. So that day, when she made a bold move at Z&L Design and had the bill waived, it was because she knew Leanna. I didn't expect my wife to be so secretive and acquainted with such a big shot in the industry. Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily. Troy cleared his throat and continued, "Mr. Madox, Alissa also sent some photos." I responded, "Forward them to me." Soon, I received the photos. My smile froze the moment I saw them. In the pictures, Zoey and Leanna were hugging tightly, their smiles as sweet as ever. I couldn't help but frown, wondering why they we
Russell's POV As dawn broke and the first light appeared, I maneuvered my wheelchair and pushed open the bedroom door. As an Alpha, even in this seemingly peaceful moment of returning home, my keen senses allowed me to detect the unique scent of Zoey within the house. In the quiet of the early morning, I silently went towards the bedside. A sliver of weak light seeped through the narrow gap in the curtains, illuminating a slight bulge on the bed. I recognized it at a glance—it was Zoey. I had an extraordinary familiarity with her form, an instinctive mark of a werewolf for their mate. When I passed by her bedroom just now, an intense longing swept over me like a tidal wave, the instinctive desire of a werewolf couple before reuniting after separation. The lupine nature within me restlessly stirred in my chest, constantly roaring, urging me to see Zoey immediately, to embrace her. But in the end, I still managed to suppress that longing with my strong self-control and returne
Zoey's POV I quickly composed myself, reminding myself that I was now Dr. Z and must not be discovered. I adjusted my hat. It looked ordinary, but the surrounding veil was made of a special material. From inside, I could see clearly out, but from outside, it was impossible to see in. Watching Russell approach, I modulated my voice and took the initiative to speak, "Mr. Madox, hello. I am Dr. Z." Russell nodded in response. "Hello, Dr. Z. You are really hard to get an appointment with." I had to force myself to explain, "... I apologize. I was previously in seclusion researching a medication specifically for the unique constitution of werewolves, and I did not take any patients." Russell said with a faint smile, "As long as you can cure my mother, on top of the five hundred million consultation fee, I can add another two hundred million." 'Two hundred million? It's my husband's money. If I don't earn it, it would be a waste!' I couldn't help but smile and agreed, "Alright." As
Third Person's POVRoland looked at Jayleen, "Are you in on the bet? I guess you don't have much confidence in Ariana's design drafts, so let's just forget it."Jayleen knew Roland was trying to provoke her, but she wasn't the type to be easily agitated.However, this time, she was extremely confident in Ariana's design drafts, so she haughtily raised her head, "Sure! But if Zoey doesn't beat Ariana, she must apologize to me as well. Conversely, I'll apologize to her!"Roland was naturally full of confidence in Zoey, "Remember what you said. Everyone here, remember their words, so they can't go back on their promises later."At that moment, a male voice rang out, "Just apology? If you're going to bet, make it kowtow!"Everyone turned to look, and saw the newcomer dressed in a suit and tie, with a nonchalant attitude, it was Nelson.Nelson directly put his arm around Ariana's waist, "Sorr
Third Person's POVLeanna was dressed in a white off-shoulder maxi dress, revealing her fair and flat shoulders. A belt was tied around her waist, giving her an elegant and graceful appearance.She smiled and spoke calmly, "When Star signed with Galaxy Studio, she explicitly stated that she needed absolute time and space, which means absolute freedom. She doesn't like to participate in such events, so she never makes an appearance, and I can't force her. As a top designer, how could Star give her sketches to someone else? I don't know where you've heard these messages from, but if you can find the source, I, on behalf of the design studio, will send a legal letter. Such rumors are an insult to designers. The sketches this time were designed by Zoey and have been recognized by all the designers in the studio. Therefore, whether it's Star or Zoey, I hope everyone focuses on the work itself, not these baseless rumors."The reporters then poi
Third Person's POVPriscilla's nose was already beaded with fine sweat, and with a "thud," she knelt on the ground, "Mr. Madox, Mrs. Madox, spare my life, please. I was just confused for a moment! Someone contacted me, offering me two hundred thousand to observe whether Mr. Madox is disabled, and I was bewitched."Brent conducted a search and retrieved Priscilla's phone, handing it over to Zoey.Russell watched Priscilla coldly, a suppressed low pressure filling the entire living room."Brent, have her taken to Snake Forest."Snake Forest?Priscilla was terrified, "I only sent one message to them, and I haven't sent anything since."Zoey asked, "What did you send?"Priscilla answered, "When I was washing the bedsheet last time, I saw bloodstains on it. I sent this message to them. It was just this once! Mr. Madox, I beg of you, don't send me to Snake Forest! I have an eighty
Third Person's POVAriana said confidently, "Nelson, this time we are gonna win!"Nelson recalled how Zoey had once exposed her conversation with Ariana, claiming that Ariana's design drafts were drawn by Zoey.He furrowed his brows and asked, "Ariana, are these design drafts drawn by Zoey?"Ariana became a bit angry, "Nelson, how could you think that way? Zoey is just slandering me! She's the one plagiarizing!"Nelson smiled, "Don't be upset. As long as you say no, I believe you. Baby, I miss you. Come over tonight, okay?"Ariana listened, her mouth twitching as she looked at the whip marks on her body, feeling a shiver run through her, "I still have to work on the finished products. How about after the launch is over? I'll keep you company, alright?"Nelson gritted his teeth, "Fine, I'll wait for you."After hanging up the phone, his gaze turned gloomy and profound.
Third Person's POVZoey walked into Russell's room. He was standing in front of the French window, talking on the phone.Dressed in dark blue pajamas that blended with the curtains of the same hue, he turned his head upon hearing her approach, his pale face appearing colder.After ending the call, he walked up to Zoey.Zoey lowered her eyes, her teeth biting her lower lip.Russell used his fingertip to lift her chin, asking, "Afraid to look at me?"Zoey responded vaguely, "How could I be?"Russell took a step forward, his toes touching hers, "I'm sorry. I lost control a bit today.""It's okay. I understand. After all, you were drugged.""What if I hadn't been drugged?"Zoey swallowed hard. If that were the case, she was indeed a little scared.Russell chuckled, picked her up horizontally, and said, "Let's get some sleep, okay?"&
Third Person's POV"No.""Really?""Mm-hmm."Russell tilted his head, gently pecking her, again and again, "Then how about one more time?"Zoey was taken aback, "You... you... can't!""I can't?"Zoey swallowed, "I mean, this wolfsbane is too potent. If we continue like this, your wolf will keep spiraling out of control, and you won't tire all night, but it would be too harmful to your body."She pursed her lips, "I wanted to tell you this just now, but you wouldn't listen."Russell fell silent for a moment, then asked again, "So, can I or can't I?"Zoey bit her lower lip, feeling her face burning hot."You can, you're very capable, you're the best!"Russell chuckled, "When does your period end?""In about two days.""Okay."What did "okay" mean?Zoey lowered her head and s
Third Person's POVZoey's first suspects were the Harmon couple, followed by Nelson.She said, "Secretly investigate who these people have been in contact with recently. Don't alert them, especially those we are familiar with.""Understood."As they spoke, Zoey arrived at room 777.Troy swiped his card, and Zoey entered.The room was dimly lit, with moonlight streaming through the window and casting onto the white carpet.A solitary wheelchair was parked at the foot of the bed.Not seeing anyone on the bed, Zoey called out, "Russell? Russell, it's Zoey. I'm here."Hearing the sound of water from the bathroom, Zoey quickly walked over and pushed the door, but it wouldn't budge."Russell? Are you in there? It's Zoey."She knocked on the door and then pressed her cheek against it to listen for any movement inside.Suddenly, th
Third Person's POVThe door wasn't fully closed, and Ariana, who had been quietly following the two, overheard their conversation.Ariana's eyes spun around as she realized her parents had been keeping a secret from her, and it seemed to be a significant one.She closed the door and left.Back in her room, she contacted Nelson, and they agreed to meet at the suburban villa.She changed into a sexy black strapless dress, applied heavy makeup, and drove over.Entering the villa, she pushed the door open and saw Nelson sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a glass of red wine.Ariana sashayed in, but her smile froze as she noticed the walls adorned with various strange tools.Nelson drained the wine from his glass, stood up, and wrapped his arms around her waist, "You've become quite thinner."He led her to the tools and picked up two ropes, "I think we'll use th
Third Person's POVIn the spacious and bright office, Zoey and Leanna exchanged glances.Leanna gestured with her chin, and Zoey clicked the answer button, turned on the speaker, and pressed the record button.Daria's shrill voice came through the microphone, "Zoey, when do you plan to release Ariana?"Zoey responded, "If Ariana is ill, she should receive treatment at the psychiatric hospital. I am acting responsibly towards her."Daria's voice became piercing, "Zoey, are you recording right now? Turn off the recording!""Should I do as you say?" Zoey said, while leisurely stirring her coffee. After tasting it and finding it not sweet enough, she added another sugar cube."Matteo hasn't been eating well these days. Zoey, what do you think we should do about that?"Upon hearing this, Zoey's fingers holding the spoon tightened instantly. "You're not feeding Matteo?"&nb