Noticing the confused look on Giselle's face, Julia added, "Do you remember the night you spent at Mr. Fordham's?"How could Giselle forget? That had been the night she bit Chester. The embarrassing scene flashed across her mind, and she tried her best to remain calm. "Were you there that day too?"There were gaps in her memory of that day. When she had woken up the next day, the only person she had seen was Chester.If Julia and Chester had a special relationship, then the reason they were having this conversation would be clear."Don't misunderstand, Ms. Stone. I went over there with my mentor. You had been drugged, and I'm a woman, so it made things easier," Julia explained quickly; she could tell that Giselle's mind was straying.Giselle belatedly realized what she meant and asked suddenly, "You were the one who changed my clothes?"Julia nodded. "What's the matter?"Giselle remained silent. She couldn't exactly say that she had assumed that Chester had changed her clothes
After listening to what Julia had said, Giselle was no longer sure. She needed ample time to digest this complicated information.The moment she got home, Hector called. "Ms. Stone, do you have time tonight? I'd like to tell you something face-to-face."Giselle paused for a moment before saying, "Send me the time and address."Great. Now, another problem had appeared.Should she tell Hector that he was a replacement for someone else? If so, there was no reason that he had to continue trying to appease Julia.It would be better for them to part amicably. After all, they hadn't made things official. …Hector had reserved a five-star restaurant in Seaworth City for 7:00 pm, and he asked if Chester would like to come along. Chester was standing by the window, looking tall and lean. He ended his call and looked up lazily at Hector. "If I go with you, it will look too obvious."Hector raised an eyebrow. "How is it obvious? It's very reasonable for two good friends to have dinner t
Giselle was silent.No wonder Hector and Julia had found each other. Both of them were treating the other as a replacement, even though they had no idea that they themselves were also a replacement.Giselle, who knew the truth, decided to remain silent.Hector continued, "She has a very similar personality to my first love. However, after spending time with her, I realized that I seem to have fallen for her."He wanted to resolve the weight on his heart, so he had to be honest with Giselle. Hector had felt embarrassed at first, but now he had come to terms with it.During all the nights that he had been unable to fall asleep, he had thought through all the possibilities, and the only thing he couldn't accept was being separated from Julia. They had an ambiguous relationship, but he was the one who stood to lose. "If your first love came back right now, would you still choose your current partner?" Giselle fixed her gaze on Hector's face.She wouldn't miss a single change in
Giselle said nothing and allowed Chester to keep holding her around the waist.Chester's lips curved upward at her compliance, and the last vestige of his annoyance vanished."That's impossible! Chester, you're lying to me, aren't you? You can't have a girlfriend!" the drunk woman suddenly began screaming. She broke down completely and lunged toward Giselle. Her teeth bared in a grimace as she reached out to claw at her.Chester's eyes narrowed, and he pulled Giselle aside to dodge the attack. There was a flash of revulsion in his eyes.He shielded Giselle, and his authoritative air made the other woman sober up almost instantly.Jasmine Sinclair's hand froze in midair, and she turned as pale as a sheet as terror washed over her momentarily.What had she done?She had tried to hit Chester's girlfriend right in front of him!No, that wasn't right! She had paid money to find out, and there had been no mention of Chester having a girlfriend!"Chester, you're lying to me, aren't
Chester stood tall, a suit jacket draped over his arm. His hair fell slightly tousled across his forehead from the wind. His well-defined eyebrows framed his eyes, which made him look relaxed and easygoing.Hector struggled to maintain a serious expression, desperately trying to hide his laughter. It was clear that he had tipped Chester off about his meeting with Giselle. Coincidence didn't exist in this scenario. It was amusing how Chester tried to play it off. Nothing was simply destined to occur. In reality, it was all part of his plan.Giselle replied calmly, "What a coincidence."The exchange between the two resembled a human-machine interaction. Hector found it fascinating and wished to observe it a bit longer, but a sharp glance from Chester silenced him immediately.Hector cleared his throat and said, "I left something in the private room. I'll get it. You two chat first."After that, he left.Once he departed, Giselle felt a wave of awkwardness wash over her and contem
"Madam, please check the screenshot I sent you via private message. A woman named Charlotte is imitating you in her live stream. I watched it and found her values to be distorted.""Did you see it as well? I was furious! Who in their right mind would encourage a young woman to become pregnant before marriage? The reporting was unsuccessful. It's appalling how those greedy capitalists operate. Absolutely disgusting."Giselle silently read the comments but didn't respond directly. Then, she transcribed the memo onto paper and showed it in the livestream."A 35-year-old man, 180 cm tall and weighing 66 kg, is a finance expert and owns a private club. He has three houses, five luxury cars, and a yacht in Seaworth City. "He offers the woman 30 thousand dollars in monthly allowance and wants her to work for his company in the future. He grew up in a poor family, is not good at speaking, is a workaholic, and expresses his sincerity through financial support."After writing, Giselle stre
Giselle quickly changed her clothes and hurried to the police station. As she approached, a loud commotion echoed from within, capturing her attention before she even entered."What did you do to my daughter? You persuaded her to run away with that man. Why would you want to harm her?" A loud cry of grief followed.Charlotte felt dizzy and looked upset. She retorted, "What does it have to do with me? She asked for my advice, and I gave her reasonable suggestions. How was I supposed to know she would make such foolish choices?"The police on duty quickly stepped in to separate the two before a fight broke out.Charlotte entered the interrogation room, closely followed by Giselle. A female police officer introduced herself and provided a brief overview of the situation to Giselle. "Ms. Stone, a woman reported that her daughter has been missing for three days without any contact. We've checked her social accounts and found a private message sent to you before she disappeared."The
This clearly showed just how important Charlotte was to Sebastian."Where's Jonathan?""I didn't want to worry Jonathan, so I didn't tell him. It's my fault this time. Would it have been better if I had stayed silent? Sebastian, do you think I messed up?"Sebastian gently rubbed her head and replied, "You meant well. It's not your fault."Sebastian had a general idea of why Charlotte was at the police station but not the details. He sympathized with her struggles over the last 20 years and wanted to support her as much as possible. Even if Charlotte was at fault this time, he would stand by her unconditionally.Charlotte was deeply touched, her eyes brimming with tears. "Sebastian, you're so kind to me."Her coquettishness helped Sebastian relieve his mental fatigue.Charlotte held his arm affectionately and asked, "Now that you're back, you won't leave again, right?""Yeah. Everything is finalized. I'm ready to take on Dad's job starting tomorrow."They were chatting as they
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
The crowd was frantic.A tumult of screamings and shoutings bombarded their ears. Chester's voice was swallowed whole by the clamor of the crowd.Giselle moved forward with the flow of the crowd.There was only darkness ahead. Everyone skimmed the walls as they walked. There was a faint source of light in front of them.Before Giselle could even suppress her annoyance, a hand suddenly grabbed onto her wrist.The palm of this person's hand was slightly calloused. Her skin became a little sore from the slight abrasion.It was the hand of a woman.Giselle did not struggle against the woman grabbing her. Instead, she let her pull her forward.They were headed in the opposite direction from everybody else.During this time, Giselle had a sudden moment of clarity.The faint light allowed her to recognize the back and gait of the person in front of her. It revealed the fact that this woman was Angela.Still, Giselle remained unperturbed.As they went up the stairs, the noise and c