The parents in the auditorium were glued to their phones, buzzing about the online uproar."The school is trending!""Madam Foster's identity has already been exposed!""The public really doesn't miss a thing. They didn't know Mr. Fisher got a divorce, but they could immediately tell Niamh is the mistress.""I can't stand Niamh Jones either. She's always draping herself over my husband.""Just two nights ago, when I went to pick up my drunk husband, she was sitting on Mr. Pitt's lap. Then, she casually tossed her bra onto Mr. Cox's face. My husband swears they were just messing around."As the parents gossiped animatedly, Ethel turned on the director, Peter Manford, and snapped, "Shut down the livestream now! If the Fisher family's reputation is tarnished, I'll sue you!"Peter wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Madam Foster, I've already cut the feed."The events that had unfolded earlier left Peter scrambling. By the time he regained his composure and stopped the broadcast, th
Ethel laughed at Bambi's naivety. "You might not even be able to afford tuition anymore if you follow your mother!"She believed her granddaughter had no idea what awaited her in the future, and Ethel's glare at Elara carried nothing but venom."I want to see how a mere college graduate like you plans to raise Bambi! Bambi doesn't realize her life has already hit rock bottom. The gap between her and Beau is now an unbridgeable chasm."No matter how hard you try, Bambi will never reach the level Beau is destined for!"Elara's voice remained calm. "Both my children came from the same womb. If Beau has something, Bambi should too."Since the Fisher family can't treat them equally, I will take Bambi and help her grow into who she wants to be."Elara turned to leave with Bambi when a group of people carrying briefcases walked into the auditorium. The middle-aged man leading the group wore a modest white shirt and black trousers.Elara's eyes narrowed. How coincidental—it was a famili
Desmond said to James, "I just got off the plane and rushed here from the airport to handle this. If she doesn't step down, Summit Academy won't just lose new enrollments—you'll lose your current students too!"James glanced at Ethel in a panic.Ethel signaled to him with her eyes. "James, don't forget that Fisher Corp is Summit Academy's biggest sponsor..."James appeared torn. On one hand, he couldn't afford to lose Fisher Corp's financial backing. On the other hand, he couldn't risk offending the Department of Education."Enough, Mom!"Harvey's voice was sharp, freezing the air around him. "Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough already?"He turned to Desmond and declared, "I'll take over my mother's position on the board."The man's presence was commanding, leaving no room for objection.Desmond's gaze shifted between Harvey and Elara before he chuckled. "I trust that you will be far more capable than your mother, Mr. Fisher."Then, Elara spoke softly to Bambi, "Let's go.
Elara opened the gift box, revealing a sapphire bracelet inside. Her gaze sharpened as she picked it up."What's the size of this bracelet?" she asked."5.6 inches," Harvey replied instinctively.Elara let out a dry laugh, and a bitter taste was rising in her throat. "That's Niamh's wrist size."She extended her hand out the window, letting the sparkling sapphire bracelet slip from her palm.Harvey's brow furrowed as emotions rippled through his usually cold eyes. "You're just jealous of Niamh. That's why you're throwing this tantrum."I've known Niamh for over 20 years. If there were something between us, do you think you'd even be here?"His words seemed to stir something deep within Elara—a memory buried in the past. Her broken smile reflected back at her in the rearview mirror."Do you remember about the night you left to find Niamh three years ago? You made me go to the hospital alone."I had a fever of 102.2 degrees Fahrenheit that night. Taylor was on leave, and the sta
"Ack!" Niamh let out a sharp cry behind Harvey.Harvey turned to see her sprawled on the ground with her hair disheveled, and her wide, imploring eyes were fixed on him."Harvey…"An indelible image overlapped with the scene before him in his mind—his sister, Dawn Fisher, who was forever frozen at 18, was calling out to him again and again amidst the flames.He walked over and helped Niamh to her feet.Seated in Harvey's car, Niamh struggled to suppress the triumphant smile threatening to bloom on her face."What do you plan to do with this bracelet?" she asked while holding it out in her palm."Throw it away," he replied curtly in a cold tone."Sure thing!" Niamh responded nonchalantly while miming a toss toward the window.With a deft twist of her wrist, she slipped the bracelet into her pocket instead in a seamless movement.…In the Fisher residence's study, the strikingly handsome man sat behind the desk as his eyes scanned the pages of Elara's medical records.His gaz
Charles noticed Theodore was in an unusually good mood. "Was that a big client?""Yeah."Charles grew curious and pressed further, "How big of a client are we talking about, to make you this happy?"Theodore replied casually, "If I win this case, I'll go home and get married."The entire room of lawyers stared at him in shock.Theodore was notorious in their circle as a golden bachelor, someone allergic to romantic entanglements and entirely disconnected from emotional relationships. Due to his profession, nobody—male or female—dared to play games with him. Those who tried always ended up in court or at the police station.The meeting room buzzed with chatter. What kind of case or client could be significant enough to prompt Theodore Snapp to turn the page to a new chapter in his life?…Elara didn't have to wait long before she received a call from August Hanson, the manager at BrightPeak Securities."I have 60 million to invest in the stock market," she said calmly.Augus
"Alright, I understand," Harvey said as he prepared to hang up.But then he casually added, "How did Elara get in touch with you?"August answered respectfully, "It was Mr. Snapp who introduced me to Ms. Jones."Harvey's gaze darkened, and a shadow settled over his sharp eyes. "Theodore Snapp?"August nodded quickly. "Yes, him."Harvey said nothing more, but a chilling air seemed to emanate from his composed face.…When Elara returned to the Jones residence, the maids had already prepared dinner. Now that she was divorced, she felt it was time to have an honest conversation with her parents.She first took Bambi upstairs to change into fresh clothes. After washing up, she held Bambi's hand and led her out of the room, only to run into her parents."Ah, you're home, Lara?" Her mother, Daphne Larkin, cooed while being carried princess-style in her father, Abel Jones' arms.Daphne had a doll-like face that made her look no older than 30, though she was actually 46. Since Elara
Elara chuckled and said, "I've thrown away plenty of trash. Take your time picking it up."Even if Niamh stripped naked and lay in Harvey's bed, it wouldn't spark a shred of anger in Elara. She would only watch with amusement as Niamh brought about her own downfall.Upon learning that the bracelet was a gift from Harvey, Abel seemed relieved. It confirmed to him that Niamh still held a firm grip on Harvey's heart.Abel shifted his anger toward Elara at the dining table."You must have done something to upset Mr. Fisher that led to the divorce! I'm telling you right now that you ought to go and patch things up with him!"The Jones family are against divorces! Aren't you embarrassed? You're a 30-year-old single mom! Who would want you after this?"Elara ate calmly, occasionally checking on Bambi to ensure she was eating well. She asked, "Dad, aren't you going to ask me why I divorced Harvey?""Why bother? You couldn't even keep a man! Do you know how hard I worked to arrange the m
Merida dashed to Elara's other side, raising her leg in the air, ready to unleash a spinning kick."Lara…"A familiar voice rang out, making Merida abruptly halt her attack."Grandma? What are you doing here?" she asked in confusion.Elara's stunned gaze swept over Daphne.It was the dead of winter, yet Daphne was wearing nothing but a thin, white silk dress. She had no shoes on, and her fair bare feet were now flushed red from the cold.Elara couldn't fathom why Daphne had put herself in such a state."Mom, where are your shoes?"Daphne's cheeks were flushed, her hair was disheveled, and tears welled up in her eyes. She clenched her fists while sobbing and rubbing at her tears."I heard that Priscilla was back, so I called Abel. But he didn't answer! So, I went to the airport to find him, and I saw him with Priscilla… Waah! My heart hurts so much!"Daphne had always been pampered and cherished by Abel to the point that even Elara once thought they were a loving couple.Thin
Elara focused on unbuttoning Theodore's dress shirt, her fingers working carefully as the soap made it difficult to undo the buttons. She couldn't be bothered to entertain Harvey's self-righteous outburst.Theodore tilted his head slightly, his gaze dripping with disdain as he looked at Harvey. "What's wrong with my girlfriend helping me take off my shirt?"Mr. Fisher, are you some leftover relic from the past? Why are your thoughts so archaic?"He deliberately emphasized the last word.Harvey's pupils shrank. It was as if someone had struck him with a heavy blow, sending a sharp ache coursing through his body."Do you even hear yourself?" He scoffed. "How long has it even been since our divorce?"Elara didn't spare him a glance. "Oh? So after divorcing you, am I supposed to mourn like a widow?"After unbuttoning the shirt completely, she didn't want Theodore to dirty his hands, so she simply pulled the shirt off him herself.The man's physique was striking—not overly muscular,
Harvey felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow.He knew he shouldn't have fallen into Theodore's trap, but the moment Elara spoke up for him, it was as if someone had driven an awl straight into his chest.The pain exploded inside him, and the blood that seemed to splatter from the wound stained his vision red.Theodore glanced at Elara, his lips curving upward in silent triumph. Elara knew very well he was deliberately provoking Harvey, but it felt incredible being the one she sided with.Theodore turned back to Harvey, his gaze openly taunting. He reached out and protectively placed a hand on Elara. "I'm worried he's going to throw the soap at you."Harvey felt the blood rush to his throat. He had never been outmaneuvered like this, not even in the cutthroat business world. And now, with no security cameras to prove his innocence here in a men's restroom, he had no way to defend himself in front of Elara.Elara's voice was steady as she said, "Harvey, I know your temper.
Theodore turned his head away, as if unwilling to let Elara see him in such a pathetic state."What happened?" she asked urgently, noticing the slick liquid covering a large portion of Theodore's clothes."What happened to your shirt?"Theodore straightened up and put some distance between them. "It's nothing, and it has nothing to do with Mr. Fisher. I believe he didn't mean to bump into me."His voice carried a stubborn edge.Elara instantly caught on. "Did Harvey push you?"Theodore pressed his lips together and simply reassured her, "Elara, I'm really fine.""He even ruined your clothes, didn't he?" Her tone became more certain.Theodore patted his pockets without explaining and added, "Stay here, and don't come in. I need to grab my phone."Ignoring his words, Elara stepped into the men's restroom, and anger flared within her the moment she saw Harvey's face. It shot up like flames, instantly evaporating any rational thought."Harvey Fisher, are you out of your mind?" sh
Harvey's pupils widened sharply. Was Theodore really saying what he thought he was saying?He fought the instinct to glance down at the phone—to check if Theodore was actually as pink as he claimed…His gaze burned with fury as he glared at Theodore, only to catch the man casually flicking a glance toward his chest. Harvey's face immediately turned as dark as charcoal.Theodore smirked. It was the kind of self-satisfied grin that made it seem like he had just won some kind of twisted competition.Harvey felt a lump in his throat. He refused to lose in this kind of face-off!Clearing his throat, he scoffed and fired back, "Pigmentation. Fabric friction. It's normal for the color to darken."The fact that yours is still that pink is unnatural!"The moment the words left his mouth, every single blood vessel in his brain threatened to burst.He had fallen straight into Theodore's trap. The bastard was leading him on—baiting him into this absurd argument.Harvey clenched his jaw, l
Theodore's tall, well-built frame and striking features immediately drew attention from other diners the moment he appeared. Harvey watched as Theodore made his way toward the restroom and then stood up as well."Harvey!" The woman across from him called out, but he didn't spare her a glance."You can leave. I need some peace."Her face instantly darkened. As a lady from an influential family, she had never been treated with such disregard."Hmph!" Huffing in anger, she grabbed her luxury handbag and stormed out of the restaurant.As soon as she stepped outside, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number."Hello, Ms. Price? Looks like I failed my task."…Elara noticed Harvey heading toward the restroom as well. Two men going in at the same time—it didn't seem like a coincidence. She picked up her phone and quickly sent Theodore a message.Inside one of the restroom stalls, Theodore's eyes reflected the glow of his phone screen as he read the message. He smirked and let out
The pale daylight spilled over Harvey. It felt like a swarm of buzzing flies was crashing around chaotically inside his head.…At noon, Elara and Theodore went out for lunch. He decided to take her out to a nicer restaurant.While Theodore was scanning the menu, Elara glanced up casually and spotted Harvey sitting not far away with a young woman.She sighed inwardly—of all places, she just had to run into him here. Just seeing him sitting there made her lose her appetite."Elara, take a look. What do you feel like eating?"Theodore's clear voice pulled her back to the present. She quickly withdrew her gaze.The man arched a sharp brow. "Honey, are you getting distracted so soon?"Elara resisted the urge to grab a napkin and cover the side of her face."I just saw that Fisher guy!" she muttered, puffing her cheeks slightly before sticking out her tongue at Theodore.Seeing her come alive in front of him like this, Theodore found her absolutely adorable.He grinned slightly.
Niamh looked at him with hope, but Harvey's face remained cold and distant."You might have ruined Beau's entire future. Letting you avoid prison would be too easy, don't you think?"His words sent a chill through her. She shook her head as tears streamed down her face."Harvey, I don't want to go to jail! Dawn wouldn't want to see me behind bars either! Every time I ended up at the police station, Dawn was always the first to bail me out—"Harvey cut her off mercilessly. "That was Dawn, not me. I'm Beau's father."He had no interest in wasting more words reminding her how she refused to listen and how she insisted on taking Beau on that bike.He knew exactly what she had been thinking—so long as Beau clung to her and liked her, she could get away with anything. No matter how much trouble she caused, Harvey would clean up after her.He had tolerated her time and time again because of Dawn. But now, his son had been landed in the ICU because of her. How could he still excuse her
Abel's entire body tensed. "For me?"Priscilla casually played with her hair, with one hand resting on the seat. She wore a low-cut blazer with nothing underneath.As she leaned forward slightly, Abel's gaze instinctively dropped to her neckline. He swallowed hard, unable to control himself.The woman before him exuded an irresistible charm, and her every movement was mesmerizing. Abel was completely lost, and his attention was fixed on Priscilla's red lips as they moved."I want to acquire Joss Tech."Abel stiffened again. "What did you say?"Her delicate fingers trailed onto his thigh. "Abel, won't you do this for me?"Heat rushed to his face, and his entire body went taut. Even his words escaped his control. "Yes, of course… Anything for you."Priscilla's lips curled into a victorious smile.Sitting across from them, Benjamin finally spoke up. "Dad, if I remember correctly, you already handed the acquisition project over to Elara."Priscilla blinked. "Elara?"Abel shot Be