"Put on your seatbelt, Mr. Barton," said Giselle.Chris had looked into her past before, and she didn't seem to have any experience in racing. In fact, he had never even seen her drive a car before. He only put his life in her hands because he had no other choice this time.Before he could start praying for everything to go well, the car shot forward like an arrow released from a bow. The people following them tried to catch their breaths as they watched Giselle and Chris leave."What should we do now? Are we going after them?""Of course! Why wouldn't we? Hurry up and bring the car around! This is 100 million we're talking about here! Once we're done with this job, we won't have to worry about money ever again! The terms haven't changed. Whoever catches Chris Barton first shall get the most money!"…Chris held the handle on the car tightly in fear. He looked cold and aloof, but his heart was racing nonstop. Since Giselle wasn't familiar with the area and didn't have any navigat
Jonathan was only wearing a green sweater in the frigid weather. His whole body was cold, and his face was pale. He knocked on the car window so hard that his knuckles turned red, yet he didn't stop pounding against it. To put it simply, he was now infuriated.After all, he was supposed to return to the hotel. However, a car suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he bumped his forehead hard when the driver slammed on the brakes. The warm blood around his wound had already dried up, and he looked terrifying."I'm telling you to get out! Didn't you hear me, you—"Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly stunned silent. When the car window rolled down, he saw Giselle's familiar face, looking pale as the headlights shone from the car in front of her. There was no emotion in her beautiful eyes. Her hair was in a mess, and she just coldly looked at him.Giselle was a little surprised to see Jonathan there. She never thought she'd still have to see his annoying face when she was
Jonathan would transfer an allowance to Giselle every month. Other than that, he also gave her a black card without a spending limit. But when they broke up, she'd returned everything to him. As it turned out, she never touched a single cent belonging to him.Presently, he was frustrated for a long while, wondering if Giselle was trying to scam some money out of him."If you don't want to pay, you can head back to your car. However, I should remind you that the option doesn't seem available anymore."He was left speechless when he heard that, thinking that her words made no difference. "A million dollars," he offered."Three million dollars," she answered.Jonathan's face fell. "Two million."With that, Giselle was satisfied, and she unlocked the doors. "Deal!"Meanwhile, Chris was at a loss for words while witnessing everything.After Jonathan got in the backseat, Giselle reluctantly gave him a friendly reminder for the sake of the promised two million dollars. "Put on your se
Giselle's phone was on silent, and when it started to vibrate, she was so focused on driving that she didn't realize what was happening. Jonathan quickly glanced at her and sneakily ended the call."The password is six sixes." Giselle suddenly remembered she hadn't given Jonathan the password to her phone. Upon hearing the current password, he was heartbroken. It felt as if a thousand needles were stabbing into his heart, and it was suffocating him.In the past, all of Giselle's passwords had something to do with him. It would either be his birthday or their anniversary. He also had free reign of her phone, allowed to look at it whenever he wanted. He could even log into any of her social media accounts. When it came to him, Giselle had nothing to hide whatsoever.However, she had already changed her password. When she'd done it previously, he'd thought she was being childish and would lecture her ceaselessly. Jonathan would tell her to grow up, saying that they were adults and that
"Name?""Giselle Stone.""Why did you crash into the police station?"The question made Giselle hesitate a little. When the blonde policewoman looked at her, Giselle said, "If I tell you that I mistook the gas pedal for the brakes, would you believe me?"Giselle had planned to drive into the police station's gate all along. She didn't know who the people chasing after them were. If they were somehow related to the police, then she would be falling into a trap by going to the station. However, the same wouldn't apply if she damaged public property.After all, Chris would be the one paying for the damages and not her. As for Jonathan, he was just an unlucky man who couldn't blame her for anything.The police continued questioning Giselle a little while longer until Jackie and the rest showed up. Harry anxiously ran into the police station and grabbed her shoulders with both hands. "Giselle! I was worried sick! If something had happened to you, I would never forgive myself!"The da
After asking a few nurses, Giselle finally found out where Chris was staying. She then took the elevator to the seventh floor. But when it stopped on the fifth floor for someone else, she ran into Holly.The makeup on Holly's face still looked delicate, and she looked way better than before. Upon seeing Giselle, she was just as surprised. After recomposing herself, she asked, "Ms. Stone, what brings you to…"Holly was trying to get something out of Giselle as she trailed off. As for what she was trying to find out, she was the only one who knew.Giselle calmly looked at Holly for a moment before smirking. "Why I'm here at the hospital has nothing to do with you, right, Ms. Sharp?"It was just a casual response, but Holly found it upsetting. She stiffened for a couple of seconds.The elevator continued its ascent, and when they finally reached the seventh floor, she slowly said, "You don't have to be so hostile around me, Ms. Stone. I don't mean you any harm. If I've offended you i
Feeling guilty, Simon decided to leave most of the family business to Chris. He even said that Chris could have everything that belonged to the Bartons. Conversely, Simon had Chris appoint Larry to a random position in the company with an appropriate income. Chris had never planned on wasting his time on family drama. As for Larry and Jaqueline, he just told someone to keep an eye on them and never did anything to harm them at all.However, that was the reason why Jaqueline became ambitious. She wanted to take everything from the Bartons and make sure her son received all of their assets. But if Larry were to inherit everything legally, then Chris would first have to die.Chris knew Jaqueline was cruel, but he never expected her to go that far. He was suddenly filled with hatred, and he clenched his fists so tightly that the blood in the needle started clogging up.After hearing his story, Giselle stopped asking about it. Instead, she just said, "Just deal with the police yourself
Half an hour later, Jonathan was the first to arrive. He had two wounds on his forehead. When he walked toward Giselle with his dashing long face, he looked silly.From what she could remember, the most defeated she had ever seen him was when he stood up for her back in high school. Back then, she was bullied by a school thug, and he was the only one who protected her.When Giselle found Jonathan later that day, he was covered in injuries. That might've been the time she started liking him more. Ever since she was a young girl, her parents had been strict with her, and they never cared about her safety.To put it bluntly, she never experienced any love growing up. That was why she would be easily moved by any act of kindness, and it made her shallow.However, she finally thought it through after that. Why did she need someone else to make her feel secure? Why couldn't she just protect herself? No one else in the world could be trusted, and she was the only person who wouldn't betra
The person standing at her door was none other than Jonathan Lawson, who still had his hospital gown on. His face was pale, and his forehead tightly knitted.The moment he saw that it was Giselle, a spark of surprise flashed across his dark pupils."Gigi!"He reached out, wanting to hold Giselle's hand, but was immediately met by the woman's retreat. In that doe eyes of her was pure repugnance.Jonathan's hand instantly froze mid-air.His pupils constricted. Oddly, a sense of unfamiliarity washed over him as he stared at Giselle's face.But they had been just fine yesterday. Jonathan was confused.Ever since he woke up, everything around him felt strange.Everyone looked so much older, including himself. The youthful look had faded from his face, making him look more like a grown-up.Even Giselle looked different from what he remembered.Jean had told him that he and Giselle had already broken up and that he shouldn't go looking for her.But Jonathan found it ridiculous.He
Emma and Giselle spent most of the evening talking about the Lawsons. Only a small fraction of the time was spent discussing the Stones.Rumor had it that the Stones found their long-lost daughter. As for why it had not been announced yet, the rumors varied.Even after listening to the rumors from her colleagues the entire day, Emma was not able to get a clear picture. This was why she decided she might as well look for Giselle to have an in-depth discussion the entire night."Yeah. The results of the paternity test are out. I'm not related to the Stones." Giselle said this with an indifferent expression on her face.She took a sip of the beer. It burned a little as it traveled down her throat.For a while, Emma was stunned. "Not related? That's impossible. You look just like them…"Even though she had never met Lyla before, her sixth sense as a woman told her that Giselle was the real heiress of the Stones."There are so many people in this world who look alike. Would you say t
It had been almost a year since Chester returned to the country. Hence, it was odd for Jonathan to have asked Chester that question. Later, it was the doctor's explanation that unraveled the confusion that he and Jean had."It seems like he has amnesia."Chester pondered further, an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes. The term "amnesia" did not seem appropriate in this context.Jonathan did not forget anyone. He just had his memory reset to the time he was 18 years old.Back then, the love Jonathan and Giselle shared was for the movie screens, and everyone envied them.Giselle's brows furrowed. "Amnesia?"All Angela did was slip him a few love bugs. What did she do to make him lose his memories?Unless… Jonathan was putting on an act."Yeah. The doctor said that it was trauma-induced. They're not sure when he will recover."Giselle did not linger on this question any further.Chester continued, "Oh, another thing. The paternity test results are out."As soon as he sa
Chester did not elaborate further.This made Harry itch with curiosity.Giselle pushed back her live broadcast work and agreed to go with them.Harry pestered Chester like an annoying pest, but Chester remained tight-lipped, his face cold and stern."Chet, just tell me already!"With Harry's persistent pestering, Chester became annoyed and said, "It's the first day of school, and you're itching to get a day off, are you?"It was way past the new year.The seniors were all going back to school and preparing for the brutal examination that was to come in June.Harry was not the least bit concerned.Since he could not get good grades for the life of him, he thought he might as well find some other way to make a living. Harry could find out where his passion lay and how he would turn it into a career. Fortunately, he had a few older brothers. Otherwise, he would surely have suffered a great deal!Harry immediately pulled a long face. "Chet, can you not rub salt on my wound?""
With the sudden mention of Jonathan's name, Giselle narrowed her eyes."What about him?"Jean was silent for a moment. There seemed to be a lot on her mind as she recalled how Jonathan looked when he woke up.After a brief moment, she said, "You'll know when you see him."It wasn't that Jean didn't want to tell Giselle. She simply did not know how to.After all, the fact that he was suffering from memory deterioration was simply too inconceivable.The doctor said it did not affect his intelligence, only that his memory had regressed to a certain age. As for how long it would take to recover, the doctors were not able to give a definite answer.With Jean hanging up the phone, Giselle had a bad feeling.Nevertheless, she did not give it much thought.After all, she and Jonathan had completely fallen out. It would be downright brazen of him to get any nearer to her.Giselle turned off the lights and went to bed.…The next day, her phone was bombarded with missed calls once ag
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