Everyone understood the words, but somehow, when strung together, they didn't make sense anymore."Did he save your life or something?" This was the phrase Giselle had asked repeatedly.She swallowed her frustration at the caller's naive words before saying, "He went out with another woman before breaking up with you. It shows that he clearly didn't respect you or value your feelings. If he truly loved you, he would have respected you and upheld the boundaries of a relationship."The commenters instantly agreed with her. "Madam is absolutely right. Don't be foolish, girl. We don't need useless men.""While you're here moping around, he's already enjoying himself with someone new.""No need to win him back. There are plenty of men out there. DM me, and I'll introduce you to some hot guys!"The woman in the call started crying. "But I really like him…""Liking him alone isn't enough. If you lower yourself to beg for reconciliation, you're just degrading yourself," said Giselle.
Giselle remained expressionless, though she felt the urge to laugh.Then, she typed a reply. "You already said she's your ex. Whoever she's with now has nothing to do with you. So, I suggest you mind your own business."Yesterday, in the Lawson family's wine cellar, she had used Chester to ruthlessly provoke Jonathan. She even boldly declared she'd make him call her Aunt Giselle.For someone as prideful as Jonathan, such humiliation was unbearable. He was so furious he skipped dinner entirely.Later, without consulting Richard or anyone else, he impulsively decided to get engaged to Charlotte. Of course, there was an element of spite involved."She can't be with my uncle!"The thought of meeting her in the future and being forced to call his ex his aunt made Jonathan feel suffocated.The image of Giselle kissing Chester remained vivid in his mind.How bad was it? It made him dream of the two kissing right in front of him at night. And after the kiss, they interlocked their fing
"It has nothing to do with Lottie," Jonathan finally said.He downed drink after drink, his dark and oppressive demeanor making it impossible for anyone to provoke him.Oddly enough, he felt that it was a little quieter than when he was alone despite the crowded setting.Larry drank a few glasses with him. Then, out of nowhere, he heard Jonathan ask, "Larry, what would you do if your ex got together with your uncle?"Larry's brain didn't process the question. Ex? Uncle? Together?"Jon, you must be drunk. What kind of nonsense are you saying…""Answer me." The commanding tone swallowed the rest of Larry's words."If my ex got together with my uncle? I would probably laugh my head off."My uncle is a gambler and a womanizer. If she chooses him, isn't that just self-torture? If my ex found someone worse than me, I would joke about it for the rest of my life."…Meanwhile, Emma transferred the one thousand dollars to Giselle's account.Then, she texted Giselle. "Gigi, that was b
"Hi, do you have any candles?"Under the bright light, the teenager stood tall with a healthy complexion. Even though his features were still youthful and soft, there were already hints of captivating charm.His dark eyes carried a faint uneasiness, and his tightly clenched fingers had turned pale.Giselle retracted her scrutinizing gaze. "The property management is staffed 24/7. You can just call them if there's a power outage."Faced with a male stranger knocking on her door late at night, Giselle remained highly vigilant.Then, she stepped back. She was about to close the door when the boy suddenly fell forward with a loud thud, landing flat on his face.Giselle was shocked. Was her new neighbor trying to scam her?She called for an ambulance and crouched down to turn him over, bending her finger to check if he was breathing. There was a faint, warm flow. He was alive.Giselle let out a sigh of relief and leaned against the doorframe, waiting for the ambulance. After som
Harry held on as long as he could and knocked on Giselle's door before he eventually blacked out.She must have gotten quite a scare. It was rare for Harry to do a self-reflection and be annoyed at himself.He wanted to get down from the bed. As he tore the blanket off, he felt a man's hand press him back down.Confused, Harry lifted his head and asked, "Chet?""She didn't come."Those three words instantly made Harry downcast.With a calm expression, Chester asked, "Do you know her?""No. We met for the first time today."Having said this, Harry scratched his head and added, "She just feels familiar."He was not sure why either. …Chester left only when the assistant arrived. A text message from Giselle soon appeared on his phone.Gigi: "Is he okay?"Chester: "He's fine. His hypoglycemia was acting up."Only then was Giselle relieved.Everyone slept peacefully that night.When she woke up, Charlotte's name was the most-searched name on Twitter.After scanning through
Feeling perplexed, Giselle frowned."The Grant family clothed and fed you. We have never mistreated you, have we? Who gave you the right to do this?"This inquisition was laced with insurmountable anger.Sebastian looked at the descending curve on the computer screen. He was livid.He had been overwhelmingly busy these few days.Before Brady's incident, the company had already been under malicious attack by some parties.First, their plan was leaked. Then, their key employees were poached.Bad things happened one after another. For the finale, the incident involving Brady took the cake.The products he endorsed were getting boycotted by buyers nationwide. They demanded a return and refund of their money.They refused to use the products that a scumbag endorsed, fearing that karma would prevent them from finding their significant others in the future.That was just pure nonsense! Sebastian had just taken over the family's business but now had a mountain of problems to deal w
Giselle and Harry took this opportunity to get each other's contact details.The 18-year-old teenager was very friendly.There would always be a reason for him to text her every day. This was especially so after learning that she was acquainted with Chester. In fact, he was dying to gossip about it.Harry: "So Giselle, how'd you and Chester meet?"Harry: "Giselle, just tell me, pretty please? I know a secret about him."Harry: "I promise you, it's a TOP secret!"Chester's secret? There was no doubt that Giselle had taken the bait Harry cast.Her understanding of Chester was merely surface-level. She could not obtain much information about him on the internet.Giselle: "I'm not that close with Chester. The first time we met was when I was an exchange student abroad."That was not a lie. She sat on the beanbag with her head lowered while she typed away.Giselle: "It's your turn now. So what's that little secret of his?"Harry: "Chet's almost 30 and he's never been in a relatio
Emma had sent a picture to Giselle.Emma: "Gigi, look. Is this your adoptive father?"Giselle enlarged the photo. It was evident that the photo had been taken in secret. The picture was dark. A man's silhouette could be vaguely seen with the help of the streetlight. He was embracing a woman tightly.Giselle: "Where was this taken?"Emma: "I went back to the law firm in the evening to take some documents. When I came out, I saw a man and a woman sneaking around. The man looked familiar."Giselle understood everything. When she pieced the incident outside the study together with this, it was apparent that Harold had been unfaithful for many years.Giselle saved the photo, already thinking of the perfect timing for the exposé.Considering how the Grant family had tormented her for many years, it would be disingenuous to say that there was zero resentment.Giselle never claimed to be a saint. She lived by a tit-for-tat principle.For her, there was nothing left in the Grant fami
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