Vivian began sweating profusely.Both her hands clasped tightly behind her. She was filled with utter panic and unease on the inside.She would have never come over if she knew that Chester was here, not even if it was her best friend who needed to be bailed out."There has to be some misunderstanding here, Uncle Chester. Let me explain."Vivian began racking her brains to find an excuse.Tony, however, was a professional bullshit detective. He walked out of the room, one step behind, and said, "Explaining means covering up, and covering up means lying. Vivian, just look at your terrible taste in friends!"She was, after all, the daughter of the esteemed Lawson family. How could she have been raised like this?It was obvious that those tatted delinquents were bad news. They were foul-mouthed and uncouth.Even taking just one more look at them made Tony feel disgusted.How could Vivian even consider them her friends and come over to bail them out?Could it be that she had lost
Considering how much Vivian hated Giselle, coupled with the anger she was currently feeling, she would definitely become even more unhinged. There was no need for Giselle to go out there and be her punching bag.Just then, she heard a muffled cacophony of sounds: Vivian's sobs and the crisp sound of a slap. It was not until Tony and Chester came in that she immediately turned off the screen and got up. "Everything's settled, Giselle."Tony was a smooth talker. Since he addressed Chester as Chet, and nothing had been decided between the two yet, it was only appropriate for him to address Giselle this way. Seeing the injuries on Tony's face, Giselle asked, "Are you okay?"He was black and blue all over. It was apparent that the assailants did not hold back.Having noticed Chester's indifferent expression, Tony suddenly had an idea."Oh these? These are just superficial wounds. I'm fine, but Chet isn't!""Don't be fooled by his cool composure. He must have suffered some inte
Giselle was stunned.It took a moment before she pretended to smile calmly and said, "I see you as a friend of mine. Isn't it normal for me to be concerned about you?"Her facial expression might not have given anything away, but her palms were sweating profusely.Chester was giving her too much pressure, especially considering the fact that they were now in the cramped carriage of her car.Giselle hurriedly rolled down the windows. She could finally breathe when the night breeze blew into the car."Is that so?"She heard his three-worded retort. Giselle could not make out the emotions in his tone. It had even become too overwhelming for her to look directly into Chester's eyes.She tried her best not to let her mind wander into the forbidden zone.Nodding, she said, "Yes."Eventually, she became worried that she was being too blunt and making him feel awkward. Imitating Tony, she countered, "Do you not see me as a friend?"Chester could see that Giselle was trying to dive
"Well, I think it's nice to stay here. To be honest, I kinda like Giselle as well," said Harry. Chester turned around and looked at him with a narrowed, hostile gaze. He was already in his pajamas."Oh?" said Chester.Harry was so carefree that he didn't notice how the mood had shifted. He went to the fridge to grab two bottles of water and said, "When I first saw Giselle, I started taking a liking to her. There's something familiar about her."The way he liked Giselle was different from Chester's. He just wanted to know her better, so he subconsciously took the initiative to talk to her over the past few days.Harry had nothing to hide from her at all and would speak his mind freely. The stories he had were endless as well. He even told her everything about the Stones without holding back. Although they were only strangers who had only met three times, Harry wasn't keeping his guard up at all."Chet, I know you meant well, but I've decided to stay here. I just have to wake up 30
"Why is Giselle dressed so gorgeously today? Something's wrong!" said Harry.Chester looked at Harry after hearing that. His gaze flickered a little before turning cold and calm again. Then, he said, "Stop overthinking it."After all, Giselle was so beautiful that no one would be able to look away from her, even if she didn't have any makeup on.After Chester walked out of the elevator, Harry hurriedly caught up to him. "Oh, you have to believe my instincts on this, Chet!"The lady who was standing next to Giselle was her best friend, right? Since today's a Monday, she clearly has work to do. However, that lady was dragging Giselle somewhere else. According to my experience throughout the years, they must be on their way to see someone!"Harry was analyzing the situation clearly, and Chester stopped in his tracks after hearing that."They're seeing someone?""That's right! Giselle's single, isn't she? Maybe that lady is introducing a guy to her…" Harry was extremely focused as h
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Giselle. "Quentin, is that really you? When did you come back?"The voice sounded familiar, and Giselle instinctively tightened her grip on her cup. She lowered her complicated gaze.Charlotte gleefully approached them. When she noticed the confusion on Quentin's face, she confidently introduced herself. "It's me—Charlotte! Charlotte Grant?"Quentin continued scanning her with his gaze before finally remembering something about her. Back then, Charlotte was still a poor but hardworking student. She was strong and persistent. Even when other people came after her, she would never admit defeat.There was a reason why he remembered that particular thing about her.When he came out of the library once, he heard her saying indignantly, "First of all, my name is Charlotte Grant! Secondly, I'm busy, so stop with these idiotic games of yours. Last but not least, stop thinking you can do whatever you want just because you're rich!"The memory of the a
The onlooking crowd didn't dare utter a single word. Most of them were recording the scene on their phones, and their gazes made Charlotte feel uneasy.Giselle calmly put down the empty cup and said, "I guess we're even now."Charlotte clenched her fists tight, and her trembling shoulders betrayed how angry she was. When she heard other people mockingly chuckle at her, she felt more devastated."She deserves it! Why did she have to destroy someone else's relationship at such a young age? Maybe she'll learn her lesson now!""Don't you think she looks like a livestreamer? The one that urged someone else to get pregnant out of wedlock!""Oh! You're right! Isn't she Charlotte Grant?""I finally understand why she could say something so wrong with so much confidence now! She's just a bitch!"With her identity exposed, Charlotte was criticized even more now. The criticisms were loud, and someone even went out to borrow a megaphone to insult her family.Giselle was pleased by this. On
Giselle had never really thought about how she would deal with Charlotte at all. When she broke up with Jonathan, she didn't even blame Charlotte. If Jonathan really loved Giselle to begin with, then Charlotte's trick never would've worked.Jonathan's indifference was the reason why their relationship ended abruptly. Even if Charlotte hadn't been in the picture, someone else would've eventually caused the breakup.Giselle was just glad that she didn't realize it only after they had gotten married. Since she discovered the truth before it came to that, it was something worth celebrating.After Giselle returned to her senses, she calmly said, "She wants to marry into the Lawsons, right?"Chester considered this for a moment before saying, "You might not be able to marry Jonathan, but we can at least make her call you Aunt Giselle."Giselle wasn't prepared for what he just said, and she was so surprised that she choked on her spit. She bent over as she coughed nonstop, and her eyes
Harry: "How'd you know that? Lyla will be using the guest room for the time being as her room's not quite ready yet."The paternity test results for Lyla and the Stones were already out. Logically speaking, Harry should be busy catching up on all the lost time with Lyla. However, for some reason, he just could not bring himself to do that.What's more, Harry would feel uncomfortable anytime he was with Lyla.Being the carefree person he was, Harry had never given much thought to these details. Ultimately, it all came down to the fact that they had hardly spent time together. As such, it was only natural for them to feel distant from each other.But Harry had forgotten something.He'd felt a strong sense of familiarity upon his first meeting with Giselle.Harry: "It's quite late now, so why aren't you asleep yet? Are you thinking about what happened with the Lawsons today?"The matter regarding Jonathan might not have been spread online, but those who went to the charity banq
Giselle had just come out of the bathroom when she received this text message.Her long black hair was wet, hanging behind her back as water droplets fell to the ground.The white bathrobe was loosely wrapped around her body, revealing her delicate, fair skin. Her skin was as white as snow, so much so that it was almost dazzling.Chester was asking her how she was planning to deal with Charlotte.Since laws had to be abided by, getting her killed was out of the question.Besides, Giselle did not think death was the best punishment.The most painful form of torture would be to reduce someone to a point where they begged to be killed.Charlotte had the privilege of enjoying a life of luxury and wealth for over two decades as the fake heiress of the Grant family.People often said that going from rags to riches was easy, but going from riches to rags was hard.There was no way the Grants would be able to make a comeback. Presently, they were inundated by a mountain of debt. If no
The feeling of wanting to escape but not being able to was agonizing.After a while, Angela mustered the courage and said in a trembling voice, "We live in a c-civil society. I could sue you. My husband's from the Lawson family. You can't afford to cross—""Your husband?" Jean could not help but interrupt when she heard those two words.The piercing cold glare in her sharp eyes was comparable to Chester's.There was no doubt that they were siblings."Angela, the divorce certificate hasn't been issued, which means he isn't your husband yet."Knowing Jean's personality, there was absolutely no chance she would get back together with Perry.But that did not stop her from feeling annoyed by Angela.Angela's face instantly turned pale. She bit the bullet and said, "Perry no longer loves you. There's no future for you two, even if you don't get a divorce.""If I don't get the divorce, you'll never be able to be his official wife."Jean hit where it hurt.She had always been strong
Everyone in the room tensed up upon the sudden mention of Giselle's name.Harry did not think much of it. "Giselle's super nice! The first time we met, she saved my life. If it wasn't for her, none of you would be able to see me today!"He might have exaggerated the story a little. Still, it was evident that Harry liked Giselle a lot.Eugene and Moira knew Harry well. He was a good judge of character. Anyone he claimed to be a good person would turn out to be as such.What's more, seeing Giselle for the first time gave them a sense of familiarity that could not be put into words.Those eyebrows were impeccably refined.It was certainly genetics at work.If not for Lyla and the paternity test report, they might have truly believed that Giselle was their actual child without hesitation.With her hands hidden behind her back, Holly secretly clenched her fists. For a moment, darkness flashed through that gentle expression of hers.It was not until she heard Jackie's voice next to
Charlotte even tried to act pitiful to gain Jonathan's sympathy.It was just too bad that Jonathan had already seen her for who she truly was.With the aphrodisiac taking over his entire body, Jonathan bit Charlotte's lips like an irrational beast.Charlotte kept fighting against him.With her airway cut off, Charlotte's face turned bright red. Just as her struggle against Jonathan was starting to wane, Jonathan suddenly got up and left her.Some of his sanity had returned. With a loud bang, Jonathan locked himself inside the bathroom.He turned on the faucet and let the ice cold water fill the bathtub. Then, he submerged himself into the water, trembling from head to toe.His palm had been cut open. Drops of blood that were eerily red swirled in the cold water.He could not touch Charlotte.Because Giselle would not want him then.Even though Jonathan was thinking rationally right now, the intense heat he was feeling inside his body had not been doused by the cold water.
Did Giselle just ask Charlotte to "do it"?Giselle was clearly trying to set up a trap for her!Although the proposal was enticing, Charlotte could not help but hesitate and feel wary because she had been ensnared in many compromising incidents before.She found it hard to believe that Giselle would be so magnanimous as to let her have Jonathan instead.It just seemed a little fishy!Before Charlotte could even say anything, Jonathan—with red-rimmed eyes and on the brink of losing his sanity—growled, "Get out! Touch me and you're dead!"Charlotte was stunned. She had never seen Jonathan like this before.Tears welled up in her eyes. "Jonathan…"As Charlotte cried his name out, she tentatively reached out to touch Jonathan on the arm. The moment her fingertip touched the corner of his shirt, he roared so loudly that Charlotte immediately shrunk back in fear."Get out!"Jonathan swept his arm across the table, sending everything crashing to the floor. He then staggered to get u
Giselle did not even care to learn how they managed to convince Charlotte to join them.None of it mattered anymore. Their plan was about to fail, after all. Did she seem that weak to them?While she was still deep in thought, there was suddenly the sound of someone kicking at the door. In the midst of that chaos, the sharp voice of a woman could be heard, saying, "Chester, I saw Giselle and Jonathan enter this room with my own eyes!"The door swung open.The bed inside was a mess, but there was no one there.Disarrayed footsteps headed toward the bathroom. Just like that, a group of people appeared in front of Giselle.Finley, who was the leader of the pack, was stunned when she saw that Giselle was still neatly dressed.This was different from what she had imagined!The calm look on Giselle's face did not look like that of someone who had just finished doing the deed. On the other hand, Jonathan, who was lying in the bathtub… looked extremely miserable.The media who had bee
The room was dimly lit.There was a thick scent of incense in the air. It did not take many inhalations before Giselle started to feel her body getting warm. She quickly covered her nose.Using the only source of light, she squinted her eyes and moved forward.Within seconds, the rough breathing of a man appeared next to her ear.The shadow on the wall was approaching her. When his hand was about to reach her, Giselle dodged to the left with one swift movement, leaving Jonathan embracing the air."Gigi…" The hoarse voice was laced with a hint of lust.The man tugged at the button of his collar as he approached Giselle once again. He was burning all over. It felt like he was being roasted from the inside. He was gradually losing his ability to think rationally.All he could see was the thin figure in front of him.Giselle was left speechless.They had cast a spell on this miserable man because they were not able to do it to her?There was no denying it. Angela and her friends
Angela, Finley, and Charlotte were rendered speechless.This explained why Giselle was able to make so many enemies. Just that mouth of hers could make people abhor her with a burning passion.What now? If Giselle did not go over, they would not be able to carry out their plan!The trio was beginning to grow anxious.Luckily enough, Giselle could sense their desperation. Being merciful, she said, "I mean, I won't go with you unless…"She was undoubtedly baiting them. There was a flash of malice in Angela's eyes as she gritted her teeth and asked, "Unless what?""Unless you let me play with your spell bugs."The moment she finished talking, the lights in the corridor suddenly came back on.Angela's face was as pale as death. How did Giselle know that she practiced witchcraft? She must be trying to trick her!Angela's petite body trembled. Still, she tried her best to maintain a calm composure."W-What spell bug? I don't know what you're talking about…""Oh, really? Then expla