Sienna was caught off guard by Suzanne's question.Suzanne closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if trying to muster the strength within her. She continued solemnly, "If I'm not Suzanne, then the Yorks aren't my real family. Similarly, the Morrisons aren't my in-laws, either." "Suzanne, you—" Sienna stared at the woman before her. At that moment, the inferiority and weakness that weighed down on Suzanne had disappeared, along with the shackles that kept her restrained. Despite losing her memory and identity, Suzanne's renewed confidence and resilience shone from within.Suzanne grabbed Sienna's hand and gazed at her earnestly. She asked in a soft voice, "Sienna, can you help me keep this secret?" Sienna was overwhelmed by her resolve and nodded blankly. "Yes." Suzanne continued, "After I lost my memory, I sensed an unseen force trying to control me. I must expose the conspiracy behind it, so I can't afford to slip up." "Could it be the York family?" Sienna said. Suza
At this moment, Nathan's expression was unexpectedly calm. Suzanne didn't take Lindsey's words to heart. Instead, the person she cared about had always been Nathan. "Lindsey," Suzanne said, "I never claimed to be Inkwell, nor have I used her reputation for personal gain. On what grounds does she have to sue me?" Lindsey sneered. "Oh, you don't know? Wendy spent a tidy sum to restore that crappy painting of yours. She even sold the painting for five million dollars." Suzanne clenched her fists as her chest tightened with anger. She hadn't expected this to happen. She had deliberately ruined the painting, yet Wendy managed to find someone to restore it. It was even sold at a high price. Suzanne had been keeping tabs on this Inkwell person who seemed to appear out of thin air. At first, she thought Inkwell was just going to make a brief appearance. However, Suzanne didn't expect Inkwell to capitalize on her fame and make money through livestreaming. Apart from product endors
However, Suzanne's appreciative words grated against Nathan's ears harshly. The temperature around them seemed to drop below freezing point from his icy demeanor. They locked eyes, but neither of them said anything. Suddenly, Sally's voice came from the guest room, "Nate, I specially decorated the room for you. Come and see if you like it." She walked over to Nathan and linked her arm with his. However, Nathan's expression remained impassive as he pushed Sally's hand away. He turned and walked over to the door of the guest room in silence.Sally took two steps toward Nathan. Then, she glanced back at Suzanne and shot her a provocative smirk. She looked smug, as if she had triumphed over Suzanne. Suzanne didn't let her get away with her. She retorted, "Nathan isn't moving in to sleep with you. What's there to be proud of?" Sally was completely dumbfounded when she heard Suzanne's words. She never expected Suzanne to call her out and interpret her expression so directly. Natha
Before anyone could say anything, Suzanne pushed her plate away and demanded angrily, "Lindsey, just tell me if you have any grievances against me. Don't resort to such lowly tactics. It's very unbecoming." The reason Lindsey dared to bully Suzanne so openly was because Nathan moved out of the master bedroom and slept in the guest room last night. She was certain Nathan harbored extreme disgust toward Suzanne, just like everyone else in the room. Lindsey gestured at the others with a sweeping motion and said, "It's not just me who dislikes you. Every single person here despises a despicable woman like you. Don't you know what kind of person you are? Are you not self-aware?" Gary spoke up with a hint of anger, "Lin, that's going too far." Displeased, Lindsey said, "Gary, stay out of this. Today, I will clean up the trash in the Morrison family. We absolutely cannot let this woman continue staying in this house and tarnishing our family's reputation."I've already contacted th
Tears welled up in Suzanne's eyes as she felt inexplicably touched. Despite the possibility of her being misled, Nathan's words made Suzanne feel warm and fuzzy inside. However, it was still a fact that Nathan did move out of their bedroom last night. He was genuinely being cold and distant toward her. Suzanne couldn't help feeling confused by his actions. This man really knew how to play with one's feelings, alternating between hot and cold. Suzanne withdrew her hand slowly and shook her head. "I'm not going anywhere. I choose to stay here." Nathan's gaze was fixed on Suzanne as he pointed at Lindsey's ugly expression. "It's tough to live with a shrew like her. Either you stoop to her level, or she would trample you under her feet." Lindsey stood up with her hands on her hips. She reprimanded him angrily, "You brat, how dare you call me a shrew?" Nathan only had eyes for Suzanne. He didn't respond to Lindsey and even ignored everyone else. Pursing her lips, Suzanne final
The rest of them left the dining table eagerly and followed suit. …The reception hall in the side wing was where the Morrisons held large banquets. The space was bright, spacious, and well-lit. There were many people present, including media reporters, a team of lawyers, professional appraisers from the Artists Association, and even renowned experts in the field of art. Inkwell and her assistant were the last to arrive. Inkwell was taken aback when she saw the massive gathering. She thought it was a private invitation from the Morrison family, but the scene before her resembled a press conference. Upon entering the hall, she immediately turned to leave. Unfortunately, Inkwell and her assistant ran into Suzanne just as they took two steps out of the hall. Suzanne recognized Inkwell from the video that revealed her face. She called out hastily, "Ms. Inkwell, where are you going?" Inkwell stopped in her tracks and turned to Suzanne with a displeased expression. When the re
Nathan looked into Suzanne's clear eyes and realized her gaze had changed. The certainty in her eyes exuded confidence and self-assurance. Her timidity and self-doubt had inexplicably disappeared. Nevertheless, Nathan decided he would stand behind Suzanne regardless of whether she could resolve the situation or not. He would be her strongest support and back her up. "Alright," Nathan replied and gave Cole a meaningful look. Cole understood immediately and led the soldiers to retreat outside the door. At this moment, Inkwell lost her initial confidence. She turned to the reporters and said, "Everyone, thank you for your hard work today. I have decided not to pursue the matter of Ms. York copying my work and selling it for five million dollars under my name." Lindsey's expression darkened, and she grabbed Inkwell's arm, muttering, "What are you doing? Didn't we agree on this earlier?"Inkwell lowered her voice, "Haven't you figured it out yet? General Morrison is clearly on hi
The phone rang several times before a woman answered the call in Sunterlish, "Hello, who is this?" Feeling very nervous, Suzanne took a deep breath and pretended to be calm. She replied in Sunterlish as well, "Hello, Mrs. Potter. Do you remember me?" Emma Potter sounded surprised, and her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "You… are you Inkwell?" "Mrs. Potter, so you still remember my voice?" Suzanne felt relieved. A few days ago, she found the number of the orphanage director. Inkwell had registered her social media account under the director back then. If Suzanne was Inkwell, they should have often talked over the phone previously, even if they had never met in person before. Today, she was forced to take a gamble, but she didn't expect to win the bet. Suzanne was quite sure that she was Inkwell herself. Emma's voice choked up, "Of course I remember. Oh my goodness, it really is you! Inkwell, have you been well for the past three years? Where are you? Is everything g
Jasper became concerned as Imogen placed her hand over her heart. He asked, "Are you experiencing any chest pains? Have you consulted a doctor? I can take you for a check-up."Imogen reassured him, gently holding his arm. "Jasper, I'm fine. I'm just trying to figure out how to balance my future family and career."Jasper smiled knowingly, gently patting her head before pulling her into an embrace. He recognized her uniqueness—her drive to pursue her career and showcase her skills and talents. The thought of being a stay-at-home mother or merely a trophy wife held no appeal for her whatsoever.Holding her close, Jasper murmured, "Imogen, have you forgotten about your husband's financial prowess?"Imogen couldn't suppress a chuckle.Jasper reassured her of his commitment, "As long as you're on board, I can arrange a driver to drive you to work, an assistant to handle all your tasks, and you won't have to worry about anything. When you return home, there will be maids and me to ens
After returning from her journey across the globe, Imogen headed straight to the hospital. During her travels, she started noticing subtle changes in her body—nausea, fatigue, and a stronger need for rest. Her hunch was confirmed when tests revealed she was pregnant.She felt a blend of anticipation and apprehension. The idea of being pregnant raised thoughts of focusing on family life and raising children. Yet, she valued her career and was steadily demonstrating her skills. She wasn't ready to give it up just yet.When Imogen arrived home and stepped through the front door, she found Gregory and Carol were there. They had just returned from their trip as well, bringing back gifts. "Hi, Mom, Dad," Imogen greeted them.Still excited about their travels, Gregory and Carol eagerly recounted their adventures to Jasper.When Jasper heard Imogen's voice, he quickly stood and walked over to her, taking her hand. "Imogen, I woke up early and didn't see you around. Where did you go?"
Jasper thought the idea was brilliant and agreed, "Let's plan our route and leave next week."Imogen gently pushed him back, her hands on his chest. "Sure, but let me get up first. We'll map out our journey, set a schedule, and go on a trip for our wedding."Jasper took her wrists and lifted them above the pillow. "Let's discuss this tomorrow. I have some pressing matters to attend to at the moment."Imogen was about to respond when Jasper leaned in and kissed her deeply. Their lips intertwined with passion.…A week later, Imogen received another call from Yulia's lawyer, who conveyed Yulia's apologies and expressed her desire for Imogen's forgiveness. Yulia also requested Imogen to intervene with Nathan on her behalf.Imogen decided to ignore the request. She believed in the fairness of the law. It reminded her of Zoey, who had fraudulently claimed her degree and ended up in prison at Jasper's behest.As for Yulia, she had orchestrated attacks on Gregory, caused Carol to lose
Imogen's heart raced as she slowly hugged Jasper, her voice bashful yet resolute. "Jasper, you'll always have a place in my heart."Jasper tensed slightly, his senses on high alert. He met her eyes. A glint of anticipation sparked in his gaze as he eagerly murmured, "Say it one more time. Say it—""I love you, Jasper," Imogen said gently.Jasper's eyes immediately filled with tears as he held Imogen tightly, his body shaking. Overwhelmed by emotion, he could only whisper her name into her ear. "Imogen… Imogen…""Do you love me?" Imogen asked, her voice tinged with shyness.Jasper frowned. "I do love you. Haven't you always known?""I still want to hear it," Imogen said."I love you. I love you with all my heart," Jasper declared, gazing at her with intense passion and unwavering resolve.Feeling a bit stiff from his tight hug, Imogen gently pushed him away. "I love you, too, but I must get up and go to work.""Not today," Jasper responded, scooping and carrying her back to bed
"If it's a gift, why not accept it?" Mila whispered.Gregory quickly took the check, looking unsure of his next move.Once his money was accepted, Oakley assumed the issue was settled. He took Yulia's hand and began to leave the ward, saying, "Well, I'll leave with Yulia for now."Still feeling resentful, Yulia glanced back and shot Imogen a glare as they departed.The ward fell silent. Feeling uneasy, Gregory and Carol exchanged anxious glances."Nate, we can't go easy on them," Mila whispered.Nathan smiled knowingly. He took Mila's hand, gently caressed it, and said quietly, "Don't worry. I'll ensure our in-laws get the justice they deserve."Mila nodded, feeling reassured. Gregory and Carol, who were listening nearby, felt deeply moved and grateful.Since Gregory was injured and confined to bed, the meeting between Jasper's and Imogen's parents ended earlier than expected. After saying goodbye to their parents, Jasper and Imogen headed home. On their way home, Jasper felt
Yulia was renowned for her boldness and strong-willed nature. Aware of Oakley's wealth, influence, and dual reputation in legal and illicit circles, she feared no one and held a contemptuous attitude toward others, including senior military figures."You need to apologize to Ms. Imogen immediately," Oakley whispered urgently.Pointing at Imogen, Yulia muttered irritably, "Her? Oh, please! If anyone owes an apology, it's her to me."Oakley wiped his forehead nervously, trembling with anxiety. Everyone's expressions around them darkened visibly. Jasper suppressed his anger; his hands clenched into fists.Before he could speak, Yulia grumbled, "Jay, you blocked me before understanding everything, and then you terminated our contract. That's just too much."Mila couldn't shake her worry for Jasper. If he couldn't manage his relationship with Yulia appropriately, it could severely impact his marriage. Concerned that he might not handle it well, Mila intervened. "Ms. Gibson, please resp
Carol no longer believed the portrayal of wealthy women on television.Jasper took Imogen's hand, and they sat down on the couch together, feeling anxious. It was their parents' first meeting, and the hospital setting added to the tension. If things went wrong and their relationship soured, their future would look bleak.Imogen was particularly anxious. Her palms were growing clammy. Jasper pulled out a tissue and gently wiped her palms before reassuringly saying, "There's no need to be nervous. My parents are easygoing."Offering an awkward smile, Imogen teased him, whispering, "You seem more nervous than I am, don't you think?"Jasper chuckled but offered no reply. Dealing with Gregory and Carol was sure to be a bit daunting.Typically reserved around strangers, Nathan found it difficult to start a conversation at that moment. Meanwhile, Gregory and Carol felt apprehensive and cautious, worried that any misstep could upset the Morrisons and cause problems for Imogen.Sensing th
Mila approached them with a bouquet, smiling. "Yes, we're in the right place. We've come to visit you, our in-laws."The term "in-laws" caught Gregory off guard as he lay in the bed. Despite his injuries, he quickly propped himself up, struggling to sit upright. Carol, equally surprised, cautiously accepted the gift from Nathan's outstretched hands.Jasper and Imogen took the next elevator, so they hadn't reached the ward yet.Nathan quickly set his things down and hurried over, gently placing a reassuring hand on Gregory's shoulder. "You're injured. Don't get up. Just lie down and rest.""General Morrison, I…" Gregory's voice faltered in distress.Carol's hands trembled uncontrollably as she glanced nervously at Mila, worried that Mila and Nathan had overheard her argument with Gregory.Nathan spoke in a gentle tone, "Please, don't call me General Morrison. It sounds too formal. You both are older than me. Just call me Nathan, and I'll call you two by name in return."Mila came
In the hospital ward, Gregory had been asleep for over an hour when the nurse woke him to change his medication.After the change, Carol peeled an orange for him to eat. They shared the segments, chatting idly."Imogen really picked a good husband. Even these oranges he bought are unusually sweet," Carol said, marveling at the oranges. Gregory glanced at the orange and said, "They must be expensive.""Yes, they're sold by the piece in big supermarkets. Also, they're more expensive than beef and lamb," Carol said before eating another sweet segment.Gregory pondered for a moment. Then he curiously asked, "Someone ruined our house's floor. Do you think Jasper would help us repair it?"Carol shot him a look and replied, "Listen, don't burden Imogen with this. Don't even bring it up.""Why would it burden Imogen? With Jasper's wealth, this is nothing.""Enough," Carol snapped. "That's his business. No matter how poor we are, we shouldn't ask for what isn't ours." "You're too stu