Jonathan's gaze fell on Giselle, who was standing next to Jean.Giselle calmly looked into his eyes. It was a familiar gaze, but there was no love for him anymore. That was something Jonathan had known for a long time, and he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly."Why can't I be here?" Jean coldly looked at him. As his mother, she managed to stop him from talking to Giselle for the time being."I'm just saying that it isn't appropriate for you to be here."Paradise Club was a proper place of business. However, most of its patrons were powerful businessmen, and it was rare for women to be there. Clearly, Jean and Giselle stood out amongst the crowd"Why can't I bring Gigi here when you can bring Charlotte here?"Jonathan didn't expect Jean to bring up Charlotte so suddenly, and his frown deepened. Bringing Charlotte was a last-minute decision, but Jean was acting as if she already knew it would happen a long time ago.Feeling suspicious, Jonathan looked at Giselle once more.
It was Chris who pulled Giselle into the room, and he pinned her against the door frame. When she smelled the alcohol on his warm breath, she felt incredibly uncomfortable."So, you're the one they sent, huh?"Giselle was confused when she heard that. After all, he was the one who dragged her into the room. She didn't understand why he would say that. She almost chuckled in anger as her eyes widened incredulously.It was dark in the room, and there was only a single mood light in the corner."They have good taste this time." Chris sounded satisfied as he spoke in a hoarse voice. Just as he was about to kiss Giselle, she suddenly kicked him in the crotch with a raised knee.His pained scream filled the entire room. It hurt so much that the lust he was feeling as a result of the drugs he'd taken was fading away slowly.Chris fell and curled up on the ground. Giselle looked down at him and heard some footsteps approaching from behind. Then, the person in charge of Paradise Club open
When Giselle finally caught up with Jean, everything was already over. Charlotte ran past her while crying with her face covered.Then, Giselle looked at Jean and the gloomy Jonathan. The relationship between the mother and son was tense. Since Jean was often busy with work, they weren't close to begin with. Because of Charlotte, they became even more distant from each other."Mrs. Lawson."Jean could tell from Giselle's gaze that she was worried, so she shook her head and said, "I'm alright."After that, Jean coldly looked at Jonathan. "I don't care what reasons you might have in the future. Stay away from Charlotte from now on!"Charlotte's shameless acts humiliated Jean to no end, and the latter couldn't figure out why Jonathan would like someone like that. After all, how could Charlotte ever compare to Giselle? They were two completely different women, and he just had to pick the worst one!Jean was truly infuriated this time as she found her son's poor judgment embarrassing.
Jean was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe Chester would call Giselle in the middle of the night. To her, Chester was always cold and aloof, keeping a distance between himself and everyone else. Regardless of gender, that was how he treated everyone around him.Jean couldn't help thinking about the time when she asked him to send Giselle home previously. Back then, he didn't reject the request as well. From what Jean could tell, something fishy was going on.Giselle answered the call in front of Jean. "Hi, Mr. Fordham.""I just heard that you're at the police station. Is that true?"Giselle kept quiet for a moment. She was surprised by how quickly he had received the news. Of course, she knew it had to be Jim who told him about it. When Sebastian was at the station previously, Jim was the one who called Chester to back her up.Giselle lowered her gaze and answered with a light hum. When she felt Jean's gaze on her, she simply said she was about to head home."Let me pick you up."
Chris continued with another message. "I wasn't doing it on purpose. I was drugged."When he first saw the footage, he felt a little excited. However, when he saw Giselle kicking him in the crotch, the excitement immediately went away. Even when he was sending the message, he could still feel the pain in his lower body. That was the biggest humiliation of his life!Had he been hurt beyond saving, he would never let her go, even if she was innocent! There was no way he would take the initiative to apologize to her like that."Sure. I'll forget about it this time. However, I think you should cut down on your erotic fantasies, Mr. Barton."As Giselle sent that message, she remembered what had happened back then, and she had goosebumps all over her body. She knew he was drugged. However, she wasn't the one who did it, so she could do whatever she had to. After all, she couldn't possibly let him do whatever he wanted to her.When Chris read her message, he suppressed his anger. He only
Giselle tapped into the news to check it out. Then, a video clip showed up—the same one that led to Charlotte's bullying online. However, the context of the story had changed.She didn't have the patience to go through all the texts. Fortunately for her, someone in the comment section had summarized it."Let me summarize it for everyone. I'm sure everyone is aware of identity theft, right? The woman who splashed the coffee stole the other woman's life as the daughter of a rich family."Giselle's identity had been exposed on the internet. With Charlotte's notorious reputation, their names were ranked high on the trending list.For more than 20 years, Giselle enjoyed the wealthy life that should've belonged to Charlotte. On the contrary, Charlotte had a difficult life. In order to survive, she had to work while she studied. She was the prime example of an inspirational woman.With that, Charlotte's reputation improved a little, and the people online were enjoying the gossip as it un
Giselle calmly spun the pen in her hand. The light shining from the side highlighted her fair skin beautifully. Those who were attracted to her beautiful hand were incredibly pleased by what they were seeing."How else would I view it? By relaxing in my chair, of course," she answered.With that, the comments became lively again."Well, that was anticlimactic.""Madam, since there's nothing else for you to do now, why don't you analyze those two people's personalities?""I have a feeling that something fishy is going on. Everyone knows that Charlotte has the Grants supporting her."Giselle wasn't planning on going into the details. She had been feeding the flame for three days and had gathered a lot of evidence.She didn't even have to guess how smug the Grants were at that very moment. She wanted them to feel arrogant for the time being. That way, their fall from grace would have a greater impact later.Once Giselle became ruthless, no one could stand in her way."If you real
Prejudice aside, Jonathan thought Chester was way out of Giselle's league. After all, she was beautiful but didn't have a matching identity. So, even if he saw them kissing, he still thought it was only a fluke.Jonathan thought that Giselle was doing this to piss him off. After all, she was so deeply in love with him. Thus, he didn't see how she could fall in love with someone else in such a short time.It also didn't seem like Chester was being sincere toward her. When they were studying, Chester would get revenge for her whenever she was bullied. However, he wasn't doing anything about her being bullied online at that moment. It proved to Jonathan that Chester was just messing around with Giselle!The more Jonathan thought about it, the more it made sense to him.He held his phone and quietly waited for Giselle's response. Just then, Rick entered the room. "Mr. Lawson, you have an online meeting in ten minutes. Would you like to get ready in the meeting room now?"A few minutes
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