James arrived at the Quigley residence and opened the door, only to find that this so-called family dinner was not what it seemed.There was no one else at the dining table besides Caroline. The only other person he saw was Suzanne.Upon seeing this setup, James knew what was going on. Caroline was clearly trying to match him with Suzanne and arranged this scene, using the so-called family dinner as a ploy. Realizing there was no need to stay for dinner, James turned to leave without saying a word.Upon seeing this, Caroline immediately tried to stop him. "James, what are you doing? Aren't you going to come and eat?"Caroline's words had no effect on James, who was never one to listen to others, not even his own mother. But Caroline had prepared for this and ordered bodyguards to block the entrance. As James walked out the door, two bodyguards respectfully made a gesture of invitation."Mr. Quigley, Madam has instructed that you cannot leave."James scorned in response. With a sw
Caroline knew what her son was thinking and understood that he didn't want to stay, but she had her own ways of dealing with him. "James, are you so unwilling to stay? Is it too much to ask for you to come back once a week to spend time with your mother?""No." James was cold-hearted by nature and didn't have a strong attachment to his family. However, he didn't want to be labeled as unfilial. Besides, the Quigley family had raised him, and Caroline had treated him well since he was young. He didn't want to hurt her feelings.Since Caroline asked him to stay, James stayed for a meal. After all, it was just a meal; nothing would happen. James turned back and sat down in a chair.With that, everyone was finally together. Caroline and Suzanne exchanged looks of delight, knowing that their plan was successful.In fact, Caroline had gone to great lengths to get Suzanne and James together. Recently, Suzanne had said that things weren't going well with James. Upon hearing this, Caroline
Time seemed to stand still, and everything was frozen in place. This meal was doomed to end with no resolution.A forced relationship would never bring happiness. Even though Caroline liked Suzanne, forcing her and James to be together was impossible. James would never allow it.Meanwhile, Summer was enjoying a delightful afternoon tea with Kelly. They sat on high stools in front of the coffee shop with soft, beautiful music playing in the background.They had ordered two cups of mocha, each with a delicate latte art design on the surface. In such an environment, it was naturally pleasing to the eyes."How's work been going lately, Kelly?" Summer asked. Usually, she would invite Kelly out for a drink and chat every month.Since she got married, Summer's time had become much more limited. On top of that, running a company made it hard for her to go out whenever she wanted, like she used to. In order to maintain their friendship and keep them from drifting apart, Summer decided to m
Moreover, Kelly wasn't young anymore. Summer had been urging her to get married for the past three years, yet there was still no progress. Summer couldn't help but wonder if Kelly's sexual orientation was different.However, according to her observation of her best friend over the years, Kelly was perfectly normal. She had always been infatuated with handsome men. The first time Summer introduced James to Kelly, she was practically drooling over him. She even told Summer that if she didn't want James, she should give him to her. It was impossible for Kelly not to like men. The problem with Kelly was that her standards were too high, and she was too picky. In modern society, many women were like this—picky until they couldn't pick any more, eventually ending up alone. Summer was worried that Kelly would end up like that, so she asked, "You're working at Myers Corporation now, aren't you? There should be many excellent guys for you to meet.""Yeah, there are. But didn't I tell yo
Left with no other option, Summer decided to consult James. He was an heir of one of the four major families, so he should know many individuals as equally outstanding as himself.Holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee, Summer quietly approached James' room. She knocked on the door formally and asked, "James, are you free? I'd like to have a chat with you."In fact, the door wasn't locked and had been left slightly open. James, seated on a long chair inside and busy with work, looked up and said, "Summie, come in.""Okay." Summer sat down beside him, put down the coffee, and spoke in an extremely gentle tone. "I made you some Ichelean espresso. I called Xyla today, and she mentioned you like to drink this while working.""Yes, thank you." James took a sip of the coffee. As always, his expression was cold, and he showed no emotion.Seeing his expressionless demeanor, Summer thought it was a good time to bring up her request. Just as Summer was about to speak, James spoke first, "
In the next second, Summer felt something was off because James' lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Summie, since you're being so naughty, don't blame me for being ruthless." As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted Summer up and threw her onto the bed. Startled, Summer flailed her arms and legs. "What are you doing? Pervert!""Do you have the right to call me that?" James caressed Summer's smooth, delicate face as their eyes locked. Flames of love danced between them.Now, lying on the bed, their shadows intertwined like two swans playing sweetly on a lake. At this moment, words became redundant. They didn't speak but instead embraced each other with tacit understanding.The warm light illuminated the intricate patterns on the exquisitely carved ceramic tiles on the wall. Clothes were scattered on the red cotton carpet.As they lay together, intimately connected, Summer and James were like fish swimming together or like intertwined branches of a tree. They blended seamle
Summer tapped on James' shoulder and smiled. "What happened to your face? Haha! This is hilarious. Actually, it kind of suits you. You look good." James' face stiffened as he tried to control his temper. Wiping his face with a damp cloth, he growled, "Summie, can you tell me what's going on?""Huh? How would I know what happened? I just woke up." After a short pause, Summer continued with a puzzled expression, "It's really strange. Why would these weird things appear on your face? "Did a thief sneak in at night to draw on your cheeks? Or did pens grow legs and wander around your face?"Summer couldn't help but laugh at her joke. If a thief did break into the house, what kind of fool would waste time drawing on James' face instead of stealing valuables?And the idea of pens growing legs? Only a child would believe such nonsense.James, sharp as ever, wasn't buying it. He took a step closer, looming over her. "Summie, it's just you and me here. Who else could've done this?"Cl
Summer lifted her head after speaking and signaled for James to draw on her face, too. To her surprise, James didn't draw on her face. Instead, he caught her off guard with a sudden kiss. His lips were surprisingly cool against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.When Summer snapped back to reality, her face burned a fiery red. Flustered, she stammered, "W-What are you doing? I never asked you to kiss me."James chuckled and replied, "Think of it as a punishment. Honestly, I wouldn't be able to bring myself to draw on your beautiful face. So, a kiss felt like the better option." This was a whole new side of James. He rarely complimented anyone, and expressing warmth wasn't his style. But here he was, surprisingly being romantic. Moreover, James claimed the kiss was a punishment. If that were his idea of punishment, Summer wouldn't mind him doing it a few more times. James had stirred Summer's heart, sending ripples of emotions coursing through her veins. The love hi