Jonathan had never forgotten about the dress. Every time he thought about it, it made him feel incredibly disgusted."Jonathan Lawson! Just keep your mouth shut if you can't speak properly!" Giselle snapped. She looked at him as if he were trash."What's wrong? Am I right? Did I hit a nerve?" Jonathan was certain that Hector was the one who gave Giselle the dress.His handsome features were shadowed by a sharpness that made it hard for anyone to believe these two had been in a relationship for seven years.Hector silently clicked his tongue in distaste. He said, "Don't be a hypocrite, Jonathan."Years ago, when Jonathan had offered to fund Charlotte's education, it had stirred quite a controversy within their circles.Charlotte's face alone told Hector everything he needed to know—she was far from innocent. Yet Jonathan had fallen for her.Hector didn't inquire too deeply into how their relationship had developed. He just felt Jonathan must have been starving for women.He had
"Is there something you need from me, Mr. Shaw?" Giselle asked."There is, actually," Hector replied honestly. "Remember I mentioned in my text yesterday that my friend's friend is upset, and I asked you what my friend should do to make up for it?"Giselle nodded."So, what should he do?" Hector was genuinely seeking advice.He had no experience in this area, and he truly didn't know why Julia Jameson was upset.Whenever he asked, she denied it, but the tone of her replies had changed drastically. She was cold and distant, unlike her usual warm self, who would reply with emojis.Hector couldn't figure it out.Could it be her time of the month? He recalled that Julia's period should have ended a few days ago.For the first time, the usually carefree Hector had trouble sleeping for several nights.Giselle replied, "For something like this, you need to handle it based on the situation. Write down what happened and send it to me. If you can, include some background on both of you.
The night was deepening, and the parking lot was silent except for the sound of cicadas and the approaching footsteps of a man.The sudden sound made Giselle tense. She clenched her fists and turned, only relaxing when she saw it was Chester."Sorry, did I scare you?" Chester apologized when he noticed the tension in her expression."It's fine." Giselle waved it off. She looked up and met his gaze. "Mr. Fordham, why are you in the hospital this late? Is your stomach bothering you again?"Under the dim streetlight, she could clearly see Chester's pale face. His chiseled features made him look almost ethereal."No, I came to find Hector." Chester had already prepared a suitable reason for his visit while waiting.Hector worked at the hospital, and they were good friends. This made him a perfect excuse.Chester's true purpose had always been Giselle."Oh," came Giselle's simple response, and the atmosphere became subtly awkward.Chester smiled faintly. Suppressing the glint in hi
Giselle's and the Grant family's current situation was entirely Charlotte's own doing."I'm not sure. Did something happen between Gigi and him?" Charlotte pretended not to know, but her face twisted with jealousy.Jonathan responded absently, "Nothing…" He subconsciously lifted his gaze, and the rest of his words faded into silence.The rage in his eyes surged again, so crimson it made one instinctively feel a sense of fear.From his position, he could see most of Giselle's face. She was standing with a man who wasn't Hector, in a posture that looked intimate and affectionate."Jonathan? Is something wrong?"Charlotte's anxious voice snapped him back to reality.Jonathan didn't explain, instead offering a few vague responses before hanging up the phone. When he looked up again, there was no sign of Giselle and the man.…After Giselle picked up Emma, her heart was still racing. Her mind replayed the moment when Chester had gotten so close to her."Don't move. There's a bug i
In the dimly lit stairwell, Giselle was held by Chester's burning hand around her waist. Their bodies were pressed together, and their breaths intertwined.On the wall, their shadows overlapped, creating an air of intimacy."Gigi, help me take off my glasses." Chester's hoarse, pleasant voice carried a hint of gentle coaxing. As he kissed her collarbone, his warm breath sent shivers down her spine.Giselle's long lashes fluttered lightly. Her fair arms draped over his broad shoulders, and a soft moan slipped from her lips.Her mind was in disarray. She did whatever Chester said.As she removed his glasses, the barrier between them was gone. Chester's kiss grew even more daring.Slowly, he moved upward, and Giselle surrendered to his tenderness.Suddenly, another person burst into the stairwell. "Giselle! You whore! How dare you seduce my uncle?" Jonathan's expression was like that of a husband catching his wife cheating on him.…Giselle immediately jolted awake. Her hai
With the ten million dollars Giselle had managed to get from Jonathan, she now had a total of 16 million.She had initially planned to split the ten million with Emma, but the latter refused to take a cent.Emma's exact words were, "You keep it. Do I look like I need money? After divorcing Larry, we split the assets down the middle. If you'd known me sooner, Jonathan would've had it worse!"Giselle reluctantly accepted the money. She decided to donate half of the ten million, under both her and Emma's names, to poverty-stricken areas in the mountains. After all, one should do some good deeds.She cleaned the house while waiting for a response from the companies. She applied to nine different companies, but eight rejected her.The reason was always the same. "Our boss had someone read the company's fortune. We can't sign the contract with anyone named Stone."Giselle had expected this, but luckily, the first company she applied to passed her through smoothly. She could sign the co
"Now it's time for us to take questions, which are done anonymously. I will help you resolve your problems in order." Giselle's voice was cool and aloof, and very recognizable. A slender, fair hand appeared on screen. The virtual gift the caller gave her was a carousel worth 188. There was the sound of the special effects associated with the gift, and the first speaker came on. It was a young lady.She sounded like she had been crying, and there was a tearful note in her voice as she said, "Can you help me out, Madam? I don't want to break up with my boyfriend. I can do anything for him." By the end of her sentence, she sounded as if she was about to break down. She was clearly madly in love with him.Giselle asked her to calm down and speak slowly.After taking a couple of minutes to calm down, the young lady said, "My boyfriend and I have been together for four years, and we met each other's parents last year. "We agreed on a wedding gift of 288 thousand, and his parents agr
"I'm sorry, but I can't help you," Giselle said firmly.The best way to cure a terminal-stage hopeless romantic was to leave them with no way out. Even if they tried to persuade the young lady to break up with her boyfriend, she wouldn't be able to accept it at all.Hadn't Giselle once been exactly the same?…Chester finished watching the entire thing.Tony stood beside him and said, "Chet, I think it's going to be difficult for you to win Giselle over. She's too smart."It was hard to imagine how someone like Giselle could have wasted seven years on Jonathan. Anyone could see that he didn't care about her.However, Giselle herself had seemed completely blind to the fact, as if she had been bewitched.It was a testament to the fact that it was always easy to see things clearly when one was looking in from the outside."Do you like the dumb ones?" Chester was very blunt.Tony thought about how much of a clown he had been in the past and scratched his head awkwardly. "That's n
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