It was too late. I had passed my phone to Edward.Sally leaned in, curiosity etched on her face.Edward's expression darkened.Sally's shock deepened, and she turned to her daughter, stammering, "You… What did you… What have both of you—""Explain this right now, Edith Kennedy!" Edward bellowed at his sister. "What the hell happened last night?!""I-I…" Edith stammered, tears streaming down her face.Edward had lost it. He stormed toward her, shoving the screen in her face. "Don't look away! You were the one who drugged her! You lied! You fucking lied to everyone!""I didn't! I didn't lie!" Edith wailed. "I didn't say it was her! You're the one who thought so! Don't blame me!"She turned to me, her fury intensifying. "What the hell is wrong with you, bitch?! I've already been punished in the most painful way possible, so why are you doing this?! You want me to kill myself, don't you?!"I frowned and replied innocently, "Your brother was the one who forced me to make a statemen
"Who told you that?" I replied calmly, grinning. "I didn't know! I just saw how much you liked the drink and let you have mine too. That was me being nice!""Y-You're evil!" Edith stuttered.She turned to Edward and howled, "Is this the kind of woman you like? An evil, heartless bitch?!""Shut up! You started all of this, and now I'm dragged into it because of you! You're a moron!" Edward shot back."I was doing it for you! If it weren't for how obsessed you are with her, would I even have come up with a plan like this?!" Edith shrieked, tears and snot streaming down her face.Edward laughed scornfully. "You stooped so low and committed a crime, and that was somehow for my sake?!""Yes! It was all for you!" Edith snarled."I just wanted her to be with you! Then maybe she wouldn't leave you so easily! Or, better yet, if you got her pregnant, she couldn't leave you because of the baby!"At the very least… the two of you have been together for six years and even registered as civi
Sally demanded, "Divorce that witch this instant, or don't ever call yourself my son!""You can't abandon your own sister over a woman who doesn't even care about you anymore! At least I did all of that for you! How could you treat me like I mean nothing?!" Edith cried.A barrage of anger rained down on Edward. Even I winced at the relentless noise.At that moment, my phone rang. It was Soren.I turned and headed toward the door."You're not going anywhere, Taylor! Delete the video, or don't even think about leaving!" Sally roared.I couldn't help but feel amused. "You really think I didn't make multiple backup copies? Your son could smash my phone to pieces, and it wouldn't change a thing!"Edward had smashed my phone the other day, hadn't he? Thanks to him, I'd had to buy a new one.Sally was stunned.Before I left, I heard her shout, "If you spread that video, the Kennedys will never let you go! I swear it!"I retorted, "If your son agrees to end this, no one else has to k
Soren had tossed the ball at me!I should have been mad at him for deflecting the question back at me, but instead, I breathed a sigh of relief and laughed."Ha! I was joking! Did you take it seriously? I know you're the kind of upstanding guy who repays kindness with even more kindness. And let's not forget—I saved your life. Twice!"He chuckled softly before stating plainly, "It's more than just repaying your kindness, Taylor."My mind went blank. Oh God, why did I bring this up?* Regret? I had plenty of it.After a moment of panic, I blurted out, "Er, what did you say? I was in an elevator, and the signal cut out for a second!"He chuckled quietly—as if he could see right through my evasion. But he didn't call me out on it."Nothing urgent, don't worry. Good luck later, alright?" he said.Relieved that he'd chosen to play along, I felt my heart settle. "Thanks! I'll take all the luck I can get!"The call ended as I stepped out of the hospital.I pressed a hand to my chest
When it was time for debates, Edward's lawyer focused solely on refuting every point Ash made. There was no sign of cooperation whatsoever."I thought the defendant would be more cooperative," Ash muttered under his breath to me. "But right now, their strategy seems to hinge on emphasizing how happy your relationship was. The judge might be swayed to their side this time. If that happens, we might need a second trial…"A second trial? That would mean at least three more months! No—I couldn't bear to wait even one more day.I raised my hand, interrupting Edward's lawyer. "Sir, I'm not feeling well. May I request a short break?""The court approves a ten-minute recess.""Thank you."As I passed by the defendant's seat, I leaned in and whispered, "We need to talk."Edward scowled but followed me out.Once outside, I showed him the video again. "Are you really willing to risk me showing this to the police? Do you want your sister to go to prison?"Edward stared at my phone, his li
Sally grabbed Edward's wrist and wailed, "What more do you want from me, Edward? Do I have to beg you on my knees to get you to leave her right now? Do it, or I disown you!"The women were still trying to pry any information they could. Even those who seemed to comfort her were secretly hoping for more clues.Edward still looked like he was debating with himself.I shook my phone and warned, "I'm calling 911 unless you cooperate!"I pressed 9 on my phone.Sally fell to her knees in front of Edward so suddenly that even I jumped.The women lived for moments like these."Mr. Kenway, how low can you go? What kind of son makes his mother beg him?!""What did Taylor do to make you hate her so much, Mrs. Kennedy? Why do you insist on their divorce?!""I seriously don't get the Kennedys. Are you folks, I don't know, maybe a little blind? A daughter-in-law like Taylor is the biggest blessing my son could ever get!""I know, right? You folks should hav—"Edward erupted in rage. "Shut
The court's verdict was clear: our partnership had been annulled. Edward would also bear the cost of the court proceedings.The official verdict would be sent to us within ten business days.I listened to the sound of the gavel and knew that this was it. Tears almost burst from my eyes.I was free! I was finally free!Unlike me, Edward sank into his seat at the defendant's side. Dark clouds loomed over him.I didn't feel like comforting him at all. Instead, I left the courtroom with Ash, a big smile on my face."Thank you, thank you all! Thanks to all of you, we are now divorced!" I proclaimed to the cheering crowd."Congratulations on your freedom, Miss Jones! My nephew is a 28-year-old up-and-comer who graduated from an Ivy League school and currently works as an executive at a publicly traded company! Here's his picture...""28 is too old for you, Miss Jones! It's better when they are young, don't you think? My son is 23, currently doing his PhD! He's handsome, cheerful, and
I returned to my car after bidding Ash goodbye.I was stewing in a swirl of emotions—happy, but also uneasy. I felt both relieved and worried.I decided to call my grandmother to share the news. But as the call connected, I noticed an ambulance hurrying toward the building."Yeah. The court case… Edward at least knew when to let go. We're divorced," I muttered.My grandmother let out a sigh of relief and launched into a long-winded speech that I barely registered. My attention had drifted outside the window.Paramedics were carrying Edward on a stretcher.Sally trailed behind them, but as she descended the stairs, she lost her footing and stumbled forward. A paramedic quickly helped her up.I recoiled, startled by the sight of her fall."I got it, Granny. Anyway, I gotta go. I have some things to work on, but I promise I'll tell you more over the weekend when I visit," I said quickly.I hung up and returned my focus to the window.Edward was hooked to an oxygen tank. As soon
"Good evening, Taylor." Soren's voice was low and soft.The way he enunciated his words made him sound so proper and gentlemanly. It was so refreshing that I felt as if the cold had left me.My mind started to blank. I suddenly realized I could not speak. In the end, I could only squeeze out lamely, "So… had your dinner?"He chuckled. "Yes. You?""Me?" I suddenly felt like my soul had snapped back into my body. "You really don't know?""Huh? Is that something I should know?" Soren asked, confused.Wait. So Richard didn't report anything to Soren after all! I had been fooled!"Oh… damn it," I muttered, smacking my forehead. "Mr. Rockefeller played me like a fiddle…""Huh? You mean Ritchie? What did he do?"I sat up straight and forced myself to calm down. Well, I started the conversation, so I had to finish it myself."I had dinner with that colleague after we finished discussing work. We were eating at a seafood hotpot place. Then, when we were about to finish, we saw Mr. Roc
When we were almost finished, I heard someone call out, "Miss Jones! Fancy seeing you here!"I looked up, stunned. It was Soren's best friend, Richard!"Mr. Rockefeller, hello!" I said, rising to greet him.He nodded. "Hello to you too."Richard then glanced at the man sitting opposite me."This is my newly hired General Manager, Jamie Young," I quickly introduced. "Mr. Young, this is Richard Rockefeller of Rockefeller Media. He's one of the city's elites. Who knows, we might work with him one day."Jamie stood and extended his hand. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Rockefeller!"Richard shook his hand. "Likewise!"He turned back to me. "It's the weekend today, so why aren't you hanging out with Soren? It's the first snow of the year. People are in a pretty festive mood."I knew exactly what he meant. The snow had blanketed the city in white, and people were out enjoying it, taking pictures, playing, and simply reveling in the change of season."We met earlier today, but I have thin
When someone cared about another person, they were mindful of everything that person possessed. Even the smallest pain was worthy of concern.Real life wasn't like fiction. Most people didn't experience cataclysmic events or life-threatening situations. Thus, where else could we show our care and love, if not through the mundane sufferings of daily life?The more I thought about it, the more I regretted how I'd spoken to Soren. I really needed to apologize."Miss Jones? Miss Jones!"I snapped out of my thoughts. "Oh! Yes?"Jamie fixed me with a questioning look. "Are you alright? We can always talk about this on Monday.""No, let's do it today. I'm free today." I forced myself to sit up, holding the ice pack to my forehead while flipping through the documents with my free hand. "What are your questions? I'll answer them."This company was the culmination of my blood, sweat, and tears. And now, I had found someone just as invested in making it better as I was! How could I be a de
Jamie started toward the pantry. "What would you like to have, Miss Jones? Tea? Coffee? Or perhaps milk and juice?""Coffee will be good.""Got it."As he prepared my drink, I rubbed my forehead.To my dismay, I could feel the swelling! I quickly tried to cover it with my bangs.Jamie brought two cups of coffee over. "These coffee beans were gifts from a friend from Oz. Have a taste.""Thanks!"I took a sip.Before I could even savor it, Jamie suddenly asked, "Miss Jones, is your forehead alright? I think it's… swollen…"I gulped down the coffee and tried to cover my forehead with my hair. "Oh! It's, uh, nothing! I just bumped into something, haha.""It'll recover faster if you put some ice on it," he said, heading toward the fridge.This office used to belong to Edward. He rarely stayed in his office for long, but it was well-equipped regardless. The pantry, fridge, lounge, and bathroom were all included.Jamie found an ice pack and started looking for a clean towel to wra
The loud "thud" I made nonetheless startled both the people inside the escalator and Soren."Taylor?" he called out suddenly.But I was so embarrassed that I quickened my pace.As people entered the escalator, I pressed my forehead and called out to them, "Hold the door!"I dove into the escalator, and the doors closed.I breathed a sigh of relief. My heart was pounding, and my mind was still reeling from the shock.I couldn't imagine Soren's reaction to my "near-miss." He must think I was the clumsiest woman on Earth. Or perhaps he thought I was so taken by his confession that it had broken me, leaving me incapable of functioning properly.-I entered my office, and as I passed by the General Manager's room, I was surprised to see someone inside.I peeked through the window. It was my new recruit. He was working overtime today.He noticed me too and looked up in surprise. "I didn't expect to see you here today, Miss Jones!"I smiled. "That's my line! It's the weekend, and y
Soren's gaze was soft and calm. After a while, he finally said, "I can wait. It doesn't matter how long you'll need. I can wait."I felt a bolt course straight through my veins. I could faint.Just like that—without warning or any plan—he tore down the wall between us and spoke his mind candidly!I had no idea what expression I might have been wearing, but I could tell my heart was beating at warp speed.How the hell was I supposed to respond to this? Reject him again or say, "Well, I hope you like waiting!"?"Look, M-Mr. K-Kenway—""Don't call me Mr. Kenway."I froze, my mouth still open. Just that interruption alone made my mind go blank.Soren got out of the car, circled it, and came to me.I turned mechanically toward him, my eyes wide enough to fall out of their sockets. I stared at him helplessly."I couldn't bring it up before because, firstly, you were still legally tied to someone else. Secondly, I couldn't tell if you liked me. If I made my feelings known too soon,
I froze. "Oh, I'm not sleepy!"And then I cracked a yawn.Soren laughed. "Just take a nap. It'll take an hour to reach your office anyway."Well, here were my options. If I chose not to sleep, this silence between us would feel awkward. If I chose to talk, what happened when our topics veered into certain territories, and we're back to being awkward again?You know what? A nap was the best choice after all. Even if I had to pretend to be asleep."Sounds good," I replied.I intended to pretend to sleep. I thought I could close my eyes and imagine some designs and arrangements for the fashion show in Medhelanon next year.What I didn't expect was Soren pressing a button and adjusting my seat to the most ergonomic position. I was reclining way too comfortably!I stared at him. He flashed a smile. "It's more comfortable this way.""Ha, okay… Thanks…"God, the embarrassment was killing me. Could you imagine what this felt like?It felt like we were a couple. A married one, even!
Lisbeth rose and simply said, "I've finished my meal and would like to rest in my room. Please, enjoy your meal. Taylor, please visit me from time to time."I thought for sure I must have offended her enough that this would be the last time I'd sit here. But instead, she extended an invitation for the next time!I was moved. I rose from my seat politely and replied, "It'd be my pleasure, Madame Kenway.""The pleasure is all mine," she replied, smiling faintly, before heading toward the stairs.Soren noticed I continued to stand and called out, "You can sit down now, Taylor."I looked at him with downcast eyes. "I'm fine. I need to get back to my office.""Hey now. Did what my mom said startle you?" he asked gently. "She didn't mean any malice. It was her way of expressing sympathy—she seems to think you've always been alone in everything, and she hopes you can find a reliable partner to weather the storm with you soon.""I know she means well.""Phew, that's a relief to hear!"
I breathed a sigh of relief. My eyes met Soren's, and he offered a faint smile, as if reassuring me not to be nervous.But how could I not be? The ambiguous tension between us—were we or weren't we?—had only grown more intense.I shouldn't even be this close to a family of such blue-blooded stature. I was no match for them. Yet, as the owner of my own company, I couldn't afford to turn away a valuable client like Soren. Social connections had become more crucial than ever.Having a powerful and elite friend like Soren was undeniably beneficial—not just for me, but for my company and the people who relied on it. This connection could open doors to endless opportunities and revenue.Some might see my actions as undignified, as if I were constantly accepting handouts. But this was simply how the world worked.It wasn't as though I was leeching off him—he was the one offering his generosity. And who could fault me for accepting it?Finally, I managed to calm myself down, at least a