The living room was silent for a moment.Brandon was stunned for a long time, then lowered his head. “Fey... I just don’t want to cause you trouble.”He added slowly, “And there’s no need to spend so much money on food. As long as it’s still edible, it’ll get me going. I’m still doing well now, aren’t I?”Freyja scoffed out of anger. “Just give it to me straight. Are the Pruitts running out of money already?”He did not utter a single word.“I found out almost instantly when I first stepped into this place. The car parked outside is gone. You must’ve sold it. The things in the house haven’t changed much, but all the antiques that my mother bought back then are all gone now.” Freyja pointed to the empty cabinet.‘Mother had gotten used to living a luxurious lifestyle, and the antiques were her babies, so there’s no way that she would sell them away.‘That would leave me with only one possibility. Dad sold all the antiques and dismissed all the servants after my mother got into ja
Freyja knew that her father cooked up a feast last night only to store them in the refrigerator when they could not finish them.When Brandon saw Freyja had returned, he was flustered. He immediately closed the door of the refrigerator and explained, “It’s just last night’s dishes. Throwing them away now will be a waste...”Freyja did not say anything and placed the breakfast on the table. “Buy as much as you can eat in the future. Try not to keep dishes overnight.”Brandon replied instantly, “Okay, I’ll do so.”But she exposed him mercilessly, “If I wasn’t here, you wouldn’t do so at all, would you?”Brandon walked to the table, pulled out the chair, and sat down. “Do you plan to go back to the college for a postgraduate program entrance examination?”She peeled off the seal of a cheese sauce, grabbed some bread, and dipped it in cheese. “Yes, I’m going back to college today.”Brandon was about to say something when the doorbell rang.Freyja got up. “I’ll go.”Freyja came to
Brandon did not dare to say no to that, so he could only bring their guest along.Colton squinted slightly. “Guest?”‘Am I just a guest?’Freyja leaned over and glanced at him. “Otherwise, what else do you want to be? You’re at my house now, so who are you going to listen to?”Colton gnashed his teeth and responded in a low voice, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”“That’s right, good boy.” Freyja took out some cash and shoved them into his hand. “These are for grocery shopping. Don’t go on a shopping spree.”Colton was rendered speechless.After Freyja went back to college, Colton went to the supermarket with Brandon to buy some ingredients, but the two did not talk much, making the atmosphere a little awkward. After all, they did not know each other too well.Colton did not like Freyja’s family too much because of Sandy and Ken. However, Brandon was Freyja’s father, so he still showed him some respect.“Ahem, how should I address you?” Brandon was the first to break the silence as
Waylon greeted him with a handshake. “Mr. Warren, sorry to have kept you waiting.”Herald waved his hand. “Nah, we’ve just started. Come, let me introduce you to some of my business partners.”Herald led Waylon to several older men and introduced him enthusiastically, “All of them have certain levels of cooperation with Dominic Constructions. This is Mr. Nixon Weeber, Mr. Torres Xanthos, and Mr. Mallon Holland.”Waylon nodded to each of them.Nixon laughed. “I’ve always wanted to meet the second heir of the Goldmanns. Now that I get to meet you in person, you look as impressive as rumors have it. As expected of the son of the legendary Nolan Goldmann.”Waylon responded modestly, “You’re flattering me, Mr. Weeber.”Nixon sighed. “If not for the fact that you’re already unavailable and occupied, I’d definitely introduce my daughter to you.”Torres added, “Isn’t there another young heir? Mr. Goldmann’s elder brother? He must look a lot like Mr. Goldmann.”Waylon picked up the wine
Waylon smiled. “As long as you don’t mind.”Minzy paused, then smiled. “Of course I don’t.”Waylon looked at his watch and said, “It’s getting late. I’m heading home.”Minzy nodded. After he left, Minzy’s eyes shone.When Waylon got back to Emperon, it was already 10:30 p.m. He switched off the lights in the living room, went upstairs, and noticed the light coming from under the door, lighting up a small part of the dark corridor. ‘Is she still awake?’Waylon knocked, but there was no response. He pushed the door open and was shocked at the sight.Cameron was sleeping with her long legs crossed on the blanket. Half the blanket was on the floor while she wore a silky nightgown that might expose too much if she moved. He clenched his jaw. Was she testing his self-control? It wasn’t that great.Waylon stopped by the bed, leaned down, rested his hands on both sides, and planted a kiss on her lips without hesitation.Her eyes moved while she mumbled something.Waylon kissed d
Waylon left the room. Cameron frowned and fell deep in thought. Meanwhile, it was afternoon in Yaramoor. Freyja returned from her lectures. She wasn’t very comfortable leaving Colton and her father together because she knew Colton didn’t like her father. Her father was a softie, so it would be a disaster if Colton made him cry.She took out her keys, opened the door, and was immediately hit by the smell of alcohol. The two men had gotten some snacks and started drinking. They had finished up two dozen bottles of beer. Brandon had even taken out two bottles of wine that they were keeping. One of them was already empty, while the other had less than 1/3 left. Maybe he had drunk a little too much as he was crying like a child while holding Colton and an empty bottle.He said he felt sorry about this and that, as well as that he was useless. Colton had drunk a lot as well and was resting his head on his hand, not listening to what Brandon was saying. Colton poured him more wi
The next day…When Freyja woke up, her throat was dry, and she didn’t have the energy to get out of bed. Colton brought breakfast in on a tray and saw the marks on her neck. He was very happy with his ‘work’. “You’re up quite early.”He placed the food on the table. On top of the simple breakfast, there was a bowl of soup too. “I was worried that you would be too tired, so I made you some soup.”Freyja was curious. “Do people eat soup for breakfast?”He sat on the bed, scooped up some soup, and blew on it. “It will make you feel better.”He brought the soup to her mouth, so she drank it, then pointed at the tray. “I want the egg. Peel it for me.”Colton placed the bowl down and did as she asked. He fed her before, but he would say something back along the lines that she was ordering him around. But now, his ‘obedient’ attitude made her feel awkward.Realizing that she was staring at him, Colton looked up. “What’s wrong?”Freyja leaned in. “Did you do something? Did you beat
Minzy looked around. Even though Waylon didn’t have feelings for her, she couldn’t help but want to get his attention. He hadn’t announced his relationship with Cameron, and they weren’t married yet, so she assumed she still had a chance. “Mr. Goldmann, would you want to go catch a movie this weekend? I can’t find anyone to go with me, and you’re the only person I know in Bassburgh.”Minzy shyly invited him. Waylon raised his brows and thought about it. The driver looked into the rearview mirror. “Sir, there’s a car that’s following us.”Waylon was calm and seemed to know who was in the car, so he curled his lips.Minzy turned around and looked nervous. “Following us? Is it someone we know?”Waylon didn’t mind. “Who knows? Maybe.”When Minzy saw that he wasn’t anxious about being followed, said it might be someone they knew, and was looking very calm and collected, she guessed that he knew who it was. She wanted to know if it was the person she thought it was…The car w