Fog and mist covered the air the next morning. The spring sun had yet to peek out from the clouds.Suzanne was woken up by some noise outside her bedroom. She put on her sweater and got out of the room.Some servants were moving a bunch of furniture and other items down from the second floor.Florence and Gary were in the living room downstairs, still dressed in their pajamas."Why are you leaving all of a sudden, Dukie? You know your father and I like it when our family is living together. Why don't you just continue living here?"Suzanne looked down from the railing, vaguely understanding what was going on.Wendy soon arrived in the living room, nosy as ever. She didn't hesitate to get straight to the point. "Dukie, Suzanne only just moved back in yesterday, yet you guys are already moving out today. You two clearly don't like her. We're all family here. Why do you have to behave so cruelly?"Duke Morrison and his wife Layla Unvine no longer wanted to keep up their act upon he
Suzanne was convinced. Wendy helped her dress up before the event.Only when they arrived did Suzanne realize it was no ordinary event. It was a world-class rare collectors' items sales event held on an extravagant cruise ship. Countless illegal artifacts were being put up for sale.Suzanne noticed the painting she had reproduced during Vera's birthday was also on sale.She pointed at the painting and asked Wendy, "What is the meaning of this, Wendy?"Wendy's eyes glinted in excitement. She pointed around her and said, "Look, Suzanne. All the guests here tonight are from high society. They spend hundreds of thousands every time they buy something. If our painting sells, we're bound to earn a lot."Suzanne said unhappily, "Let me ask you this—how did you get this painting here?"Wendy smiled awkwardly and said in a hushed voice, "Grandma received so many presents on her birthday. One present less won't matter. Plus, she accepted Sally's imitation too."Suzanne's hands clenched
The people around them started gossiping after hearing that. Suzanne gripped the painting tightly in her hands and glowered at Wendy. Wendy was truly materialistic. She worshiped nothing but money and status. However, Suzanne didn't waver. She held her ground and said firmly, "Wendy, your loss has nothing to do with me. I drew this for Grandma. You can explain yourself to the cops as to why my work appeared here."Wendy paled the moment the police were brought up. She froze, not knowing what to do. Just then, a man with a gentle voice interrupted them, "Once this ship sails into the high seas, no country's government nor its authorities has the right to interfere with the transactions made here." Everyone turned to the source of the voice. The person who spoke was a man in his mid-thirties. He wore a white suit and a pair of golden-rimmed glasses. He carried himself in a sophisticated and elegant air. A shiver ran up Suzanne's spine the moment her gaze landed on his handsom
The woman's words were cut short because some of the pirates already had their rifles aimed at her. The next instant, gunshots punctured the air, terrifying everyone except for the pirates. They fired several times, and the woman collapsed in a mushy puddle of blood and flesh.Screams filled the air. No one had the guts to move. Terrified, Suzanne felt that her palms had turned clammy. Feeling Oliver's hand on her shoulder, she gently pushed his hand away from her. "Don't move," Oliver said under his breath, his tone anxious. Gingerly, Suzanne raised her eyes to look at the pirate who spoke. Just like the other pirates, he wore a mask. He was pacing around as he looked carefully at all of the antiques that were on display. A moment later, he spoke slowly in Dorzanian. "The waters are mine. Everything you have here belongs to me now. Your money, jewelry, and antiques are all mine." He added, "But these aren't that important. What I want is a gram of hydronium. Who has it?
Sensing that something was off, the head of the pirates turned to scan his surroundings. But two guns were pressed against his temples before he could even steady his rifle. Startled, he froze. Just then, a large group of armed men in black armor barged in. The air they exuded was nothing short of formidable and imposing. Among them, Suzanne could make out a man who seemed especially intimidating compared to the others. Now, she knew who they were. They were the Norvanian military. Nathan had come here with them. Overwhelmed by emotions, Suzanne's heart raced at the sight of him. Nathan would always appear whenever she was in danger. And although he didn't come for her, she still felt rather touched to see him. Just then, Sally stood up from the ground and yelled, "Nate! You're here! I'm saved!" Suzanne froze when she heard the voice. The gleam in her eyes faded as an excited Sally rushed over to Nathan. However, Nathan stopped her. His eyes were solemn when he told h
Everyone else looked at her expectantly. Cole, Lucas, and the military men stared at her in amazement. It never occurred to them that Suzanne could understand Dorzanian, a language from a small and lesser-known country. Nathan was shocked as well. The surprise in his eyes was apparent despite him appearing calm and unfazed. After recomposing himself for a bit, he asked, "A gram of?" Suzanne took into consideration that he was on a mission, so it wasn't appropriate for her to speak about it just like this. After giving it some thought, she said, "A gram of the rare element you're looking for."An incomprehensible light flashed across Nathan's eyes before he turned to look at the pirate and said, "Let go of her and give me the item. Then, I'll let you go." Suzanne's heart ached upon hearing what he said. He still cared so much about Sally. Despite the turmoil inside her, she translated his words for the pirate. The head of the pirates spoke in Dorzanian after hearing what
After letting go of Sally, the head of the pirate scrambled his way to the speedboat and left. Sally, on the other hand, went over to Nathan with a hand covering the cut on her neck. The moment she reached him, she cried, "Nate! Tell your men to fire at the pirate! We can still finish him off since he isn't far away from the ship! Hurry up!" Instead of doing as she requested, Nathan pushed her away and pried her hand from her neck to check her injury. Calmly, he said, "It isn't that bad. You'll be fine after some patching up." Sally was mad at him now. "Shoot the pirate! He's leaving!" Turning a deaf ear to her demands, Nathan turned to Cole and said, "Patch her up." Sally could only watch and stomp her feet in annoyance as the pirate and the speedboat vanished into the distance. When she turned to face Nathan again, she realized that he was already walking back to the cabin with his men. "Nate, aren't you going to help me with my wound?" she asked, rushing after him.
Nathan's hands curled into fists inside his pockets. Despite his discomfort, he still casually asked, "Was this before she lost her memories?""She's faking her amnesia," Oliver replied confidently. "She's just pretending that she forgot everything so that she can act like she doesn't know me. All because she still can't get over us breaking up years ago."Suzanne's words flashed across Nathan's mind. He had asked her if she had ever been in love. Suzanne then answered that she had loved someone, but his heart belonged to someone else. They wouldn't have worked out.Was she referring to Oliver?Nathan took a deep breath. It felt like something was crushing his chest, but he couldn't explain the feeling. A moment later, he spoke again, "Her talent does not befit her birth family and experience."Oliver chuckled. "Definitely. She's a league ahead of the others. You can't fit her into a stereotype just because of her family.""True." Nathan looked at Oliver, his gaze sincere. "Wish
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