Joseph rubbed the back of his head and said, "I don't think Serena wants to see you right now, Justin…"Justin's face darkened when he heard this. He was about to snap at Joseph and Lauren when the room door opened.Wilson leaned against the doorframe with one hand in his pocket, nonchalance coloring his handsome face as he eyed the trio bickering in the corridor. "Mind the noise."Justin nearly flew into a rage as he beheld Wilson. "Where's Serena?"A calm, collected voice rang out from the room. "Is something the matter?""Rina!" Lauren ducked under Wilson's outstretched arm and hurried into the room. "Rina, how are you feeling?""I'm fine. I got away with only minor wounds and abrasions, but I am pretty exhausted and ended up sleeping for longer than expected," Serena explained."How are you coping mentally?" Lauren pressed, her eyes wide with worry. Serena was already dealing with enough emotional baggage, to begin with, and the traumatic events of the last two days must hav
Rapport had Joseph and Arthur fall into synchrony as they hoisted Justin out of the hospital room. Lauren laughed at the comical sight of the trio. "It's like watching a pantomime! I guess not even men are immune to theatrics. I'll go eavesdrop on them!"She made to go after the trio, but Willow held her back by the collar."Give them a little privacy to hash things out," Willow said before turning to look at Serena and Wilson. She couldn't help her curiosity as she asked mischievously, "So, what's going on between you and Serena, Wilson?"Wilson answered, "It's not up to me to explain."He eyed Serena meaningfully, his gaze dark and amused. Serena felt a little self-conscious as she said, "We'll talk about this later.""Sure." Wilson smiled as he offered, "I'll give you a ride home."…Joseph and Arthur dragged Justin into a stairwell. Shaking off their vise-like grip, Justin demanded, "I want an explanation right now!"Joseph stammered helplessly, "O-On what?""What do you t
"Damn it!" Justin punched the wall beside him.Joseph stood in place, feeling awkward as he watched Justin's violent outburst. "Justin, shall I give you some space to calm down?""Go away," Justin bit out. "I don't want to see you or Arthur right now!"Joseph left wordlessly, unsure what to make of the fight earlier.…After being discharged from the hospital, Serena told the others she had to swing by the police precinct. Lauren offered immediately, "I can come with you.""It's alright, you don't have to," Serena replied.Wilson stepped forward. "I can go with her."Serena nodded. "Mr. Quade can come with me. You guys should probably head home."The others left, their expressions unreadable.Lauren muttered under her breath, "It's normal for them to want to spend time with one another, given it's the start of their relationship. Rina isn't the type to turn on her friends the moment she hooks up with a guy. As her friend, I shall respect her and wish her all the best…"After
All Wilson got from Serena was a polite "Thank you.""Is that all?" Wilson asked, bewildered by the difference in treatment.Serena hesitated for a moment before offering, "I'll buy you a meal next time?"Wilson scoffed in disbelief. "So, Damian gets a pat on the head for being heartbroken by your suffering, and all I get is a 'thank you'?"She eyed him speechlessly. "Do you want me to give you a pat on the head, too?""Yes," Wilson answered boldly.Left without a choice, Serena reached up and rubbed his head. "There, are you happy now?"His face finally softened. "Yeah."Serena looked resigned. She had come to realize just how childish Wilson could be sometimes. As she ruffled his hair, she noticed how soft and silky it was and couldn't resist caressing it a little longer. But just as she was about to draw her hand back, Wilson's straight-backed figure leaned close to her and slumped forward until his head was resting in her lap.His eyes were closed as he muttered, "I'm sl
The Cullinan sped down the road, and it didn't take long before it pulled up outside the police precinct.When Serena had given the police her statement, Wilson offered to give her a lift home. Before leaving, she asked the police officer on duty about her assailants.The officer's brows furrowed. "As this case involves illegal cross-border activities, it'll be hard for us to intervene with Westeros jurisdiction. But we should be able to weed out those operating in the country."Serena pressed, "The one who goes by 'Whistle'—did he ever mention why he kidnapped me in the first place?""His actual name is Thomas Garcia. He might look like your run-of-the-mill hooligan, but he's tight-lipped. We haven't gotten him to crack yet. All he said about you was that you had a pretty face, and he thought you might fetch a good price," the officer informed."Can I see him?" Serena asked."Uh…" The officer glanced at Wilson, then shook his head. "He's not in a state for visitors right now."
A sudden thought crossed Mollie's mind. "You don't think he went to see Serena, do you?"Serena was injured during the kidnapping incident, too, and Wilson had been the knight in shining armor who brought her home. If Justin went to see her and saw them together, he might just implode on the spot!Mollie had to stop Justin. With fresh resolve, she clambered out of bed and hurried toward the door. Jenna eyed her with bewilderment and demanded, "Where are you going?""To look for Justin!" Mollie answered agitatedly. She reached the door and pulled it open, only to see someone standing on the other side.Candice looked awkward and out of place as she stood in the corridor in her white coat. She asked warily, "Hey, Mollie. How are you holding up?"Mollie stared at her icily. "What are you doing here?""I came to see if you're doing alright," Candice replied hesitantly, her palms slick with sweat. Candice thought the sky was about to fall on her when she heard that Thomas and his ac
Candice's knees nearly caved in under her weight when she heard Justin's words, but she willed herself to remain upright. She would not break now, not even when the truth was precariously close to being revealed.She frowned as she turned and said, "I vaguely recall being classmates with Thomas Garcia. I might be mistaken, but he was a troublemaker who couldn't keep up with his studies."I did well in high school and did not usually hang around such questionable company. I could ask my old friends about Thomas if you'd like to look into him, Justin."Justin stared at Candice evenly as if checking for the slightest crack in her expression. She met his gaze, and her eyes widened by a fraction. "Why are you looking at me like that, Justin?"Justin was about to answer when the sound of approaching footsteps cut him off. Wilson was heading in their direction, his long strides eating up the short distance. Upon seeing him, Justin scowled and demanded, "What is he doing here?"Mollie's f
Something like wicked amusement colored Wilson's expression as he said, "Congratulations on the baby, Mr. Farrow."After that, he spun and left the room with Kayden. He had planned on exposing Candice's affair with Thomas but changed his mind when he saw how protective Jenna and Justin had been over Candice's baby.He decided to wait until the Farrows realized Candice was not carrying their heir, and all their effort to protect her had been wasted. That would be more fun.As for Candice, Wilson had no qualms about letting her enjoy this temporary peace. When the time was right, he would make her pay.…Like a deflated balloon, Candice nearly collapsed with relief when Wilson left the room. She sobbed, "He's terrifying!"Jenna did not take her eyes off Candice's baby bump. "Stop wallowing on the ground. Get up and have the baby checked! We need to know if the baby's alright!""Okay." Candice got to her feet and glanced at Justin. Her cheeks flushed as she said, "Thank you for def
"You."Serena blinked, confused. However, before she could ask anything, Wilson pulled her straight back into the heat of it all.They went at it for over an hour until the bathwater had long gone cold. Only then did Wilson lift her out and carry her to the bed. Even then, he didn't let her go. Midway through, her phone started ringing unexpectedly. As she reached to see who it was, Wilson intercepted her, smoothly answering the call and placing the phone to her ear.She shot him a glare. This was the worst possible timing for a call. He was doing this on purpose, she was sure of it.Willow's voice came through the speaker. "Serena, Arthur and I picked a wedding date. Will you be my bridesmaid?""That soon?" Serena asked, trying to sound completely out of breath. "We already registered. Might as well hold the ceremony before my dad realizes what hit him. I'm also hoping to squeeze a little something out of him while he's still in a daze.""I see…" Serena murmured.Willow pau
After working up a sweat at the stables, Wilson brought Serena to one of the VIP suites nearby.She slipped off her jacket, revealing the thin layer underneath. The white shirt clung to her damp skin, outlining every graceful curve—her waist, her chest, the slope of her shoulders.Wilson had always known she had a stunning figure—slim in public, secretly soft and full in all the right places. But this view? This angle? It hit differently.Serena noticed the look in his eyes. "What are you staring at?""You," he said, unapologetically. "You're beautiful.""Okay." She was used to his flirtation by now. Without giving him more than a glance, she tied her hair up and disappeared into the bathroom.It wasn't until she sank into the warm bath that she realized that she'd forgotten to bring clothes.She hesitated for a moment before calling out to Wilson. Strangely, there was no response.Frowning slightly, she stood up, wrapped a towel around her chest, and padded barefoot to the doo
But if Gary was dead set on getting rich fast, his only option was something illegal. Gary hesitated for a second. Ever since the last kidnapping fiasco, things had been under heavy scrutiny. He had already told his men to lie low. Jumping back into the game now would be a risky move. But that hesitation didn't last long, for fortune favored the bold. And if he waited any longer, the board would eat him alive.…Back in Nocturna, Wilson leaned casually against the stable fence, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his phone.Trevor's voice crackled through the line.Wilson let out a cold chuckle. "You kept poking Gary. Of course he's losing it.""That's the point. If he doesn't panic, how will he slip up?" Trevor replied."This is your mess. I'm staying out of the family drama. But when it's time to drag him in, I'll help you tighten the net."Wilson's gaze drifted across the paddock and softened the instant it landed on a figure in white. He quickly added, "Anyway, tal
A heavy snowfall rolled over Silverthorn City and covered the city in snow. At the same time, terms such as "Desiree Stone bullying case, Stone family," and "Desiree and Gwen" became popular searches and dominated various platforms.Crumbling under the pressure, the Stone family asked Desiree to make a public apology in person. In front of the journalists' cameras, Desiree wore a black jacket and pale makeup.Tears fell as she apologized to Gwen, but the effects were insignificant. More and more, victims and people who knew about it came forward to reveal details online and expose Desiree's past deeds.All of a sudden, her reputation fell into the pits, and the share price of Stone Enterprise fell to a record low. The shareholders had stormy expressions during the shareholder meeting, while Gary looked somber."The considerable fall in our company's shares is on me, but this is only temporary. I'm working on getting the media to salvage Desiree's reputation. It won't take long un
Meanwhile, Desiree forced herself to remain calm. When she looked at Serena, something came into her mind. "I got it. It's you… You're the mastermind behind all of these. Serena Judd, you sent this madwoman to tarnish my reputation. It's you!"She lunged and wanted to strangle Serena. But Serena flinched and raised her hand, slapping Desiree across her face.Desiree fell with a plop from the slap. "Bitch… How dare you slap me!"Scrambling to her feet like a rabid animal, she wanted to throw Serena off, but someone stopped her.Soon, the police arrived, and Desiree whimpered in a trembling voice, "You came at the perfect timing, officers. A crazy woman came to my studio to throw a fit, and I believe Serena Judd is the mastermind. You—""Ms. Stone, we received a complaint that you're involved with bullying and kidnapping. Please come with us."Desiree was struck with disbelief. "What nonsense is that?"The police officer ignored her and gestured to the others. "Take her away."
The spectators' stares were like sharp blades to Gwen, tearing her apart bit by bit.She had worked so hard to finish university and become a better person. She wanted to start afresh, but she couldn't escape from Desiree's evil clutches.Like an intricate nightmare, Desiree enveloped her in layers upon layers, so tight that there was nowhere to run.The look in Desiree's eyes changed. "Ms. Beckham, I'm sorry about your plight, but you can't blame this on me—""What about this, then?" Gwen whipped out her cellphone and played a voice recording.Desiree's voice was cold and filled with tyranny. "Tsk, did the ugly duckling from the past become another person? I almost didn't recognize you."I think you're not bad. You have an eye for detail and perform tasks well. From now on, you'll be working for me. The price to pay will be very high if you disobey."Even if you look like an educated woman now, you're still that dirty bitch once your clothes are off. Gwen Beckham, you're foreve
"Gwen should be punished for her mistakes, but I feel sorry about her situation." Serena felt a mix of emotions.Suddenly, her cellphone beeped; it was a text from Gwen. "Serena, thank you. I lied to you. My mother already passed away a month ago, and I have no other concerns anymore. If it were possible, I wish I had known you earlier."Serena's heart pounded, and a bad premonition rose in her. She called Gwen's number, but nobody picked up. "Wilson, I think something is wrong."Wilson read the text message and made a call. The other end of the line said something, and Wilson replied curtly."Gwen went to Desiree's studio.""Let's go and look for her!"…Desiree had just closed a big deal with a client, walking the client out with all smiles. Dressed in a white business suit, she wore an elegant smile that made her look like a well-brought-up socialite.Even her client couldn't help but praise, "That's what I'd expect of a top socialite, Ms. Stone. Not only are you beautiful
Gwen thought that Serena would be mad and disappointed at her. However, Serena was composed, and there weren't any signs of resentment on her face at all.Instead, she said calmly, "Were you forced to do it?"Serena swept her composed gaze over Gwen. "Gwen, why are you working for Desiree?""Does it matter?""It does." Serena looked at her. "I want to help you.""Are you crazy, Serena Judd? I wanted to harm you before this! I wanted to kill you!" Gwen lost her composure, and tears stumbled out of her reddened eyes. "I'm sorry…" "I know that the Stones aren't as decent as they appear to be. If you know anything, you can tell us. Will you trust us?"Wilson's brows shot up slightly at Serena's words. This was the first time he saw someone talking to an enemy so kindly.It seemed that Serena was concerned about Gwen, so he decided to let her do as she wanted. Whatever happened afterward, he'd be there to take care of it.Wiping away her tears, Gwen smiled weakly. "It's useless.
Two days later, a light snowfall dusted over Nocturna and froze the city overnight. Dressed in a thick fleece jacket, Gwen arrived at Quade Group early in the morning. Today would be her last day of work handover, and she would leave the company once it was completed.On the way, she received several calls. Although the number wasn't saved, she knew who was calling her, so she silenced her cellphone.At the CEO's office, she was about to finish with the remaining handover when Elena said, "Ms. Beckham, Mr. Quade is waiting for you inside.""Alright."Gwen knocked on the door and entered after receiving Wilson's approval.There was no one else in the spacious office. In the middle of the room was a dark-colored leather couch, and Wilson was lounging on it, wearing a black button-down shirt. His sleeves were rolled up, and the collar buttons were undone, revealing his collarbones.Gwen stood still. "Did you ask for me, Mr. Quade?" "I did." Lowering his head, Wilson lit a cigare