Giselle had come to return Jonathan's black card. She had packed up and cleared out everything at home. She was planning to sell the condominium as soon as she found herself a place to stay.However, as soon as she set foot inside Lawson Manor, the first thing she heard was "I got bitten by a kitten."Who got bitten by a kitten?Giselle's brain malfunctioned for a short while before she finally understood what Chester had meant. Her gaze landed on the bite mark on Chester's arm. Then, she immediately flushed red.Seeing this, Jonathan understood everything at once. He was seething with rage. He glared angrily at Chester and gritted his teeth. "Uncle Chester, you already have a partner. Shouldn't you stay away from other women?"The last time he went to Chester's house, he'd hear a woman coughing and also saw the women's shoes at the door. Everything showed that Chester was not single.Chester clicked his tongue and looked at the furious Jonathan with a confused look. "Oh, so yo
Giselle had used up a majority of her savings in her past relationship.As of now, the only money she had to her name was whatever payment Emma had settled. So, Giselle was going to have to spend frugally before she found herself a stable job.Land was precious in Seaworth City, so it was only natural that it was a very expensive place to rent. Also, Chester came from a wealthy background. Whatever friends he had would have to be from the same level as he was.Giselle could sense something fishy from the get-go. Without even looking at the rental price, it didn't make sense that wealthy people like Chester's friend would want to rent their places out."It's a seaside villa. The rental is 300 dollars a month."Giselle was speechless. She was now more sure than ever that something fishy was going on.How could a seaside villa only be rented out for 300 dollars a month? Did Chester think she was just born yesterday?300 dollars wouldn't even get her a grass hut in Seaworth City.A
The screen showed someone's dating app profile with a full page of text in the introduction part.Giselle gave the long text a quick once-over and managed to catch the most important part. The paragraph said that both parties were to continue keeping their finances separate and pay for everything separately even after their marriage.Was this prospect even worth considering after reading this term?Giselle asked, "Are you sure this person is trying to score a date instead of a roommate?"She was a relationship counselor. However, people usually misunderstood and thought that she was a matchmaker.At first, Giselle would explain the differences between being a relationship counselor and a professional matchmaker. However, when people started paying her to be a matchmaker, Giselle just shrugged and accepted her fate.After all, both jobs were kind of related to each other anyway. There wasn't too much of a difference.Emma clicked her tongue and said, "I can already see how stingy
Hector knew that the people from the elite social circle wouldn't dare to talk bad about Chester behind his back. However, that didn't mean they would spare Giselle from their mockery and ridicule.He knew they would think Giselle got together with Chester through questionable means. They would deem her shameless for trying to get Chester to support her. In other words, only Giselle would be on the losing end of this situation."There's no hurry," Chester said, his voice low. He then took a sip of coffee and said, "I was the one who liked her first. I won't allow anyone to hurt her with their words."Giselle only deserved nice things, after all."So you're planning to lure her into your trap very slowly? Aren't you worried that someone will get to her before you've even reached your goal?""That's impossible," Chester said with much certainty.Hector continued running his big mouth. "Why is it impossible? Giselle's taste in men is quite terrible, after all. Why else would she i
Giselle nearly thought that she'd heard Chester wrongly. She'd seen landlords raise their prices at the second inquiry—never before had she heard of one who'd insist on the same low rent.Who was the crazy one here? Herself or Chester?Chester continued, "My friend only needs 300 dollars. If he receives too much money, his numbers won't tally, and he'll need to answer to his wife."He spoke so calmly and matter-of-factly that he didn't look like he was lying. Although what he said was ridiculous, Giselle couldn't help but wonder if it could be a real offer.After all, who said that rich, wealthy people couldn't be afraid of their spouses?Giselle forced herself to believe Chester for the time being. If she were to reject him again, then she would be the one who didn't know what was good for her. After all, she didn't have plans to leave Seaworth City at the moment.Giselle signed the contract that very night. Hector was the acting landlord, and his head was still in a blur when h
The weather was close to 90 degrees Fahrenheit outside. Giselle didn't really plan on going out.Still, she decided to meet Emma for breakfast. She then brought her tablet over to the beanbag couch and sat down, facing the rippling blue sea from beyond the floor-length windows.She took a photo of the scenery outside the window and uploaded it to her social media account.The first person to like the photo was Chester. Giselle stared at his name for a long while. It wasn't until Emma suddenly messaged her with a livestream video link that she suddenly snapped back to her senses.Emma was in the livestream video, answering the audiences' questions on the screen. Giselle looked through the questions and saw that most of them were related to divorce."…Make sure to compile all evidence of our husband cheating on you. Then, get a good lawyer who will fight for all your rights. Illegitimate children have the right to inherit the family's wealth. This is protected by law."Giselle watc
Linda stormed into the room, fuming with rage. The moment she spotted Giselle, she slapped her across the face without hesitation.But things didn't go as Linda had expected. Giselle quickly grabbed her wrist, stopping another slap.The pain twisted Linda's face in discomfort. There was no trace of the elegant, high-society lady she usually prided herself on."Giselle Stone! Are you trying to pick a fight? You hit Lottie, and now you want to hit me?"Linda had come to defend Charlotte. After Giselle blocked all their contacts, Linda had to resort to hiring a private detective to track her down. Finally catching her, she had driven through several red lights to get there.But Giselle stood there, calm and composed, despite all the insults and rants from Linda. She shoved Linda's hand away. Her eyes narrowed with a sharp, mocking gaze as she said, "You should take your meds before you leave, Mrs. Grant."The best kind of insult was one without curse words.Linda's impulsive sl
Linda swiped her arm across the table to knock everything to the floor. Soup splattered everywhere, even staining Giselle's pants.Emma, standing by the door, narrowly avoided the mess."Giselle Stone! Without the Lawson family backing you, you're nothing! If I were you, I'd keep my head down and play nice. If it weren't for Lottie's generosity, do you think you could still stay in Seaworth City?"Charlotte's whole persona was that of an innocent, sweet, kind lady. After being away for over 20 years, she was still magnanimous toward the person who stole her life. Everyone praised her for having a heart of gold. Giselle couldn't stand people like that.She clicked her tongue. "Who says I can't find a new backer now that the Lawson family's out of the picture?"For a few seconds, silence fell. Then Linda snarled, "You shameless bitch! Who'd even want you?"Her insults grew nastier by the second.Emma was about to snap, but Giselle beat her to it. She picked up a used napkin from
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