Phil looked at Giselle smugly. "Save your energy, Giselle. Even the most arrogant of people will beg like dogs once they've had that!"She felt horrible. She snarled and shouted, "You're committing a crime, Phil!"He burst into laughter as if he'd heard a joke. It took him a while to stop. "Do you have anything to prove that this is a crime? I haven't done anything to you."The drug he'd fed Giselle couldn't be detected by any professional equipment after eight hours. Even if Giselle were to sue him for sexual assault, he had a video to show that she'd willingly given herself to him. He could even use it against her.Phil started fantasizing about how it would feel like to sleep with her. He couldn't be hasty, though. He wanted to wait until she started begging him like a dog. He wanted to stomp all over her pride and dignity.As time passed, the drug started taking effect. Giselle felt a wave of heat wash over her. She clenched her fists, trying hard to remain lucid. "You're desp
Chester stepped on Phil's right hand while the latter watched in horror. He forced the bloody palm onto the floor before grinding it.Phil's tortured cries filled the room, making the server outside shudder. He couldn't help thinking about how ruthless Chester was.Chester's eyes glinted maliciously behind his glasses. Phil's pleas fell on deaf ears. Even he couldn't bear to touch a hair on Giselle's head, yet a scumbag like Phil dared to covet her. The more Chester thought about it, the more intense his desire to murder became."I was wrong, Mr. Fordham! I-I had no idea Giselle was yours… Please, let me go!" If Phil had known about this, he wouldn't have dared do anything to Giselle. Heck, he would've gone for Emma instead of Giselle!His survival instinct won out over everything else, leaving him incapable of wondering what Chester and Giselle had to do with each other. All he knew was that he didn't want to die!"It looks like you don't need your mouth, either." Chester took of
Chester grabbed Giselle's roaming hands and forced her to face him. He asked, "Who am I, Gigi?"Who was he?Giselle was lost for a moment. Then, the heat took over her again. "Jonathan…"The rest of the sentence was incoherent, but mentioning that name itself was enough to make Chester's expression darken."…I'm so hot," she mumbled.If she hadn't brought up Jonathan's name, Chester would probably have been willing to help her cool down before they reached his villa. Now, however…He wrapped his coat around her again and had the driver turn the A/C to the lowest. "Hang on."The driver sped up; the amorous atmosphere had dissipated.Giselle felt tormented. She wanted to break free of Chester's hold but was too weak. Ultimately, she bit his arm, almost as if venting her frustration.He frowned, his expression grim. But when he looked at her face, he couldn't help softening. "Jonathan's unworthy of you, Gigi."…As soon as Chester and Giselle arrived at his villa, Hector, who w
Giselle's eyes glinted mockingly at Chester's question. She clutched her mug so tightly that the veins on the back of her hand protruded.To put it bluntly, Phil was one of Jonathan's lapdogs. He wanted to get in her pants but didn't have the nerve to do so. He wouldn't have dared to act like that last night without Jonathan's permission. It looked like Jonathan had ultimately acted ruthlessly to avenge Charlotte.Anger washed over Giselle. Chester took away her mug as she simmered. "You don't have to answer me if it's inconvenient, Ms. Stone."Giselle slowly calmed down at his words. She sat up in bed and searched for her phone, but it wasn't anywhere to be found. Chester saw what she wanted and handed it to her. His bodyguard had retrieved it and brought it over earlier in the morning while reporting to Chester.She thanked Chester before calling Emma. Emma only answered before the call cut off. She rasped, "Hello…""Where are you, Ems?" Giselle asked.Emma was a little slow on
At the moment, Giselle felt so embarrassed that she just wanted to melt into the ground.She knew that she had a bad habit of going around biting people whenever she got drunk. Although she had been drugged yesterday, she still bit Chester despite not being drunk. But she shouldn't have done anything worse, right?She didn't know, and she didn't want to know either. It would only be even more embarrassing for her if she knew.Chester was worried that he was making Giselle distressed, so he quickly left the room, letting her tidy herself up before coming out for lunch.As the door clicked shut behind her, Giselle belatedly had another dreadful thought.Who had been the one who changed her out of her clothes?…Half an hour later, Giselle bit the bullet and had lunch with Chester. After she was done with lunch, she decided to meet up with Emma.Chester sent her there since it was on his way. While Giselle was getting out of the car, he said, "Call me if you need anything."She n
After a few bouts of cold, freezing rain for the past few days, the temperature in Seaworth City suddenly rose exponentially. There were plenty of people at the hospital. Emma barged into Larry's ward with a thunderous expression. "Larry Barton, let me tell you that we are getting divorced whether you like it or not!"How dare he threaten her? Did he really think that she was so weak and spineless that he could walk all over her? Well, he was wrong!If she could turn back time, she really wanted to go back to that night and smash a few more beer bottles in his head.Larry leaned back in bed with his head still in bandages. He still had a carefree attitude until he heard what Emma said. Then, his face darkened.Giselle entered the ward a short while later. When Larry saw her, he got even angrier."Emma Jones! I knew that you were colluding with Giselle all along!" He was so angry that his voice trembled.Emma laughed coldly. "Don't spit accusations just for the sake of it. What,
After that, Giselle caught influenza A and was on the brink of death, yet Jonathan didn't even look like he cared.She figured that he must have stopped loving her then.The look in Giselle's eyes left a bad taste in Jonathan's mouth. He then said derisively, "You were the one who beat Larry up, so apologize to him this instant!"The whole ward went silent as soon as the words were out of Jonathan's mouth. Emma withdrew her hand on Larry's shoulder and hurried over toward Giselle. Frowning, she said, "Mr. Lawson, this has nothing to do with Gigi. She was only rightfully defending herself. Larry was the one who started it. If anybody were to apologize, it would be him."Larry was mad that Emma would stand up for someone else other than him. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.Jonathan's eyes were dark as he fixated them on Giselle's cold, pale face. "But she also hit Charlotte. Should she not apologize?"Emma smirked. So, he was just here to avenge Charlotte the bitch, wasn'
Lawson Manor was located in the busiest spot in Seaworth City. So, every inch of space taken up by the manor was worth a fortune, making it out of almost everyone's league.Right at that moment, the tension in the manor's living room was high. As soon as Jonathan walked in, a stack of papers was thrown in his face."Jonathan Lawson, get down on your knees!"Richard sat on the couch with his staff in his hand. His snowy-white hair was combed back impeccably, and his face was full of anger.Jonathan had no idea why. "Grandpa, what have I done wrong?""Has Gigi broken up with you?"Jonathan hadn't told Richard about the breakup. He thought that Giselle was just throwing a tantrum and would soon come begging to get back together with him. So, there had been no need for him to tell anyone about it.But now…Jonathan frowned. "Did Giselle tell you?"Jonathan's attitude only sent Richard into further depths of fury. Since he was so worked up, he held a hand to his chest and started c
Jonathan called Chester by his first name. He was not even willing to address him with due respect.Jim sensed the gravity of the situation and immediately had the other officers leave the room, giving the two some privacy.With the sound of the door locking, the atmosphere in the entire room fell below freezing temperature.With tensions running high, nobody dared to even breathe.Jonathan stood in their way, his tall stature overwhelmingly intimidating.As he stood face to face with Chester, their imposing presence seemed to match evenly.Jonathan looked like fireballs were about to shoot out of his eyes while the latter's eyes were as calm as a still, bottomless abyss, ready to erase his opponent's existence without leaving so much as a single trace.Vivian was so overwhelmed that her tears wouldn't come. She was really afraid that Jonathan would beat Chester up.The current situation was way more serious than her writing a love letter to her classmate."Why should I give y
Jim handled everything professionally."Jon…" Vivian reached out, tugging at Jonathan's sleeve. "Don't let mom know. She's going to be so mad."Vivian knew Jean's temper all too well. If she had not been afraid of Jean finding out about her love letter to Harry, Vivian would not have made Jonathan come pick her up from school.But if Jonathan had not come, the consequent chain of events would not have happened.Jonathan exuded an intimidating energy as he remained silent.Meanwhile, Giselle wasn't the least bit bothered.Harry was the same. After all, he had only done what he did to stand up for Giselle. Even if his family members were to come bail him out, none of them would be mad at him."Ms. Stone."Jim turned toward Giselle and said, "You may have Mr. Fordham come get you."Mr. Fordham. Chester Fordham.Jonathan couldn't bear hearing this name.As soon as he heard this name, he would immediately recall the words Giselle said. "Well, obviously I'm after his body."Absol
She was after his body. Giselle was going after Chester for his body.Jonathan completely lost all of his sanity when he heard those words, delivering another blow to the board.He could not be bothered about the excruciating pain coming from his knuckles. Through gritted teeth, he demanded answers from Giselle."You've slept with Chester?"Before Giselle could even respond, Harry, who had just returned from retrieving his phone, ran over at full speed.Without any explanation whatsoever, he punched Jonathan in the face."Now that I'm here, don't even think about hurting Giselle!"As someone young, tall, and one who worked out daily, Harry's one punch broke the skin on the corner of Jonathan's mouth.The piercing pain made Jonathan give up all his reasoning.Immediately, the two men broke into a fight.Vivian scrambled to get up from the floor, looking miserable. She wanted to pull them apart but was afraid she might get injured in the process.As such, she just glared at Gi
When they were at the hospital the other day, Chester made Vivian feel awfully stressed. This uncle of hers was way too overprotective of Giselle.If Jonathan were to lay a finger on Giselle, Chester would definitely hunt him down. And when that time came, the fact that she twisted the truth would be revealed.Vivian gritted her teeth. The fear she felt outweighed her reasoning. Without a second thought, she rushed over."Jon, stop!"Vivian held onto Jonathan's arm. The blood vessels in his knuckles popped as he squeezed every word out with restraint. "Let go."This was the first time that Vivian had ever seen Jonathan like this. She clenched down on her molars and cried out, "No!"The siblings' double act was absolutely comedic in Giselle's eyes. She rubbed her wrist which had turned red from Jonathan's grip. Then, she turned on her heels, wanting to leave.Jonathan jerked free from Vivian's grasp, stretching out his hands as he tried to grab onto Giselle once again.However,
"Giselle, I need to ask you something."The two looked at each other. One had an indifferent expression while the other looked like they could barely tolerate this request.Giselle tried to free herself but her wrist remained firmly locked in his grip. The heat between them instinctively triggered a visceral sense of disgust in her.Her stomach churned violently, and her expression went dark. "Let go."Jonathan kept his stare on her with eyes that were deep and enigmatic. "If I don't—" Before he could even finish his sentence, he suddenly gasped in pain.Giselle did not care if she hurt him. She had swiftly raised her knee and went for his groin. Even though Jonathan reacted in time, she was too fast for him to avoid the blow entirely.The anger in his eyes surged. He gritted his teeth and exclaimed, "Giselle Stone!"This "new" Giselle felt extremely foreign to Jonathan.The Giselle he remembered was someone gentle and caring. There was never a time she would be this violent.
The moment Giselle heard Jonathan call out her name in full, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. Had he recovered his memories?Giselle scoffed. "Am I wrong? Mr. Kendrick is asking Harry to pretend that he has feelings for Vivian and to wait until the exams are over to talk about it. Isn't he asking the kid to lie?"Harry has made it crystal clear that he has no feelings for Vivian. A clear rejection is the best solution. You're afraid that Vivian's state of mind might be affected, but what about Harry's?"Every word was carefully chosen.Even though Greg did not explicitly say it, Giselle understood his underlying intention without misconstruing anything.Harry clapped his hands as sparkles danced around his eyes. "You got it! I don't like Vivian. I don't like her now and I certainly won't like her in the future!"Vivan was not his type to begin with. What's more, after learning about the things she had done to Giselle, the chances of him liking Vivian were even slimmer
Jonathan's towering figure emerged in the doorway.Instead of his usual formal suit, he was dressed in a hoodie and cropped pants.To put it simply, he looked like a mannequin. His handsome face was as cold as ice, making him look unapproachable. As his eyes swept across the room, he suddenly paused when his gaze fell upon Giselle.The hand by his side instinctively clenched. It seemed like he did not expect to find Giselle here.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was reminded of the ignored text and what Vivian had told him.He pursed his lips for a moment, forcing the words back down. "Now that we have everyone's guardians here, let's talk about what happened earlier today."Greg Kendrick, the homeroom teacher, pushed his glasses up and cleared his throat before continuing, "I understand how kids your age are going through a phase where you yearn for the opposite gender, but this is the time to be focusing on your studies. "The college entrance examinations
Even Hector was startled by the absurdity of his own thoughts. He did not dare to venture further.Chester texted back, "Though you won't, I will."The five words almost made Hector's jaw drop to the floor. Did Chester just say he would be the Stones' matrilocal son-in-law?Hector was wondering if he had read the text wrongly. He rubbed his eyes and found that the text remained unchanged.He immediately replied, "Chet, are you serious?"Unfortunately, Chester had already gone offline and did not reply to his last text message.…The next day, Giselle met up with several more candidates who came in for the job interview.During the last round of interviews, she had her eye on a 22-year-old candidate who was a young woman with a rounded face. She wore rectangular-framed glasses with her dark hair tied back into a neat ponytail. She was a person of few words but did things quickly and efficiently. Her sparkling eyes looked full of vigor as well.These were the qualities Giselle
The temperature kept rising within that confined space.Giselle stared back at Chester with her big, doe eyes. They sparkled in the night, and her red lips were slightly parted, looking every bit an mesmerizing enchantress.Chester, who was already deeply in love with Giselle, found himself unable to resist it.His long lashes drooped, casting shadows over his eyes.The hand by his side curled up in restraint. His dark pupils were bottomless as he looked at her, much like the deep sea.Chester's voice was hoarse as he forced out, "What question?""How are you so confident that I am the Stone family's child?"He was even more sure of it than she was.The paternity test report had also stated that she had no blood relation to the Stone family. But Chester remained adamant that she was.Chester responded eloquently, "I trust my intuition."Their eyes locked mid-air. Hidden tensions simmered.A brief moment later, Giselle flashed a faint smile and arched a brow as she asked, "Bu