Wilson clicked his tongue. "Can't help it. I'm just a good brother.""It's because of Willow?" Trevor asked.Wilson took a sip of water, not answering, which pretty much confirmed it.Trevor gave him a strange look. Since when did this cold-blooded lunatic start caring about family? "You two that close? Does she even know what kind of person you really are?"Wilson side-eyed him. "Of course. She knows I'm a kind soul.""Yeah, right," Trevor snorted.Wilson swung his golf club casually. "I've always been this kind. That's why I have a sweet little sister and the perfect girlfriend. Just what a kind man like me deserves. Unlike you—always walking around with a face like a stone. No wonder nobody wants to be around you."Did he have a girlfriend? The corner of Trevor's mouth twitched. He had to find a chance to meet this poor woman. Who the hell had such terrible taste?…At the hospital, Willow sat in her office, aimlessly clicking her mouse.Her coworkers passed by. "Dr. Quade
As Arthur spoke, he opened the thermal container. A rich aroma filled the room. Inside were three dishes and a soup—balanced, nutritious, and plated nicely.Willow raised a brow. "Since when did you quit being a CEO and start auditioning for husband of the year?""I asked the housekeeper to make it for you. Linda's cooking is great. But if you'd prefer something I made, come over next time. I'll cook for you myself."She didn't say anything; she just picked up the utensils and took a few bites. It was delicious. The warm soup slid down her throat, soothing her stomach and, unexpectedly, her heart, too.She looked up at him. "Are you free tonight?""I might have a client to meet. Why?" Arthur asked."Should we book one of those themed hotels?" She bit her spoon and smiled at him. "A breakup sex. For one last time. Might as well make it exciting.""Willow." Arthur's eyes were fixed on her as he remained silent. "Why do you keep bringing up breaking up?""Oh, come on. You met my d
Willow glanced at the bracelet. "It's so sparkly. As usual, my mom's taste is way off-base."Nonetheless, she took the bracelet and slipped it on her wrist. There was no hiding the happiness in her eyes.Arthur felt sorry for her. So, she did care after all, even if Carmen and Ronald were terrible parents.Willow eyed him with approval. "You should have told me about this brilliant plan of yours, Arthur. I was worried my dad would piss you off and put you in a difficult position.""I won't be in a difficult position. I'd have agreed to anything he asked if it meant you'd marry me." Arthur added slowly, "I only set Ronald up because he doesn't love you, and you refuse to do as he says."She went still at his words, then snorted. "You sure know how to make a girl feel better.""I'm serious, Lo. You have no idea how much I like you."Willow made no reply as she lowered her head and slowly drank the soup. When she finished the soup, she dabbed the corners of her mouth with a napkin
Only then did Lauren stop kicking Joseph.Mollie pulled her chair closer to Serena. "You're mean. You haven't reached out to me since we last met.""Have your injuries healed?" Serena asked."They still hurt, but I was discharged from the hospital days ago." Mollie sounded disgruntled. "If it weren't for this dinner, who knows when we'll see each other again? You said I was your friend, Serena, but why didn't you invite me along?"Serena sighed. "I have my hands full running the patisserie.""I could help you if you'd asked. It's not like I have anything better to do anyway," Mollie offered."Sure, I guess," Serena replied, mildly exasperated. Mollie had become awfully clingy with Serena since their near brush with death.Lauren checked the time. "Why aren't Arthur and Willow here yet? What announcement are they planning to make anyway?"The words had only just left her mouth when the door to the dining lounge swung open. Arthur held the door open for Willow, and after he enter
Mollie crossed her arms and began nagging in the backseat, "I knew you didn't offer to pick me up because you cared about me. You're here to see Serena, right? But why do you have to sneak around like this?"If you'd agreed to join us for dinner when Arthur called you earlier, you would've seen Serena, too."Justin said flatly, "She wouldn't show up if she knew I was here.""True. You'll only make things awkward for us. Gosh, Justin, you don't have to be so miserable," Mollie pointed out.Justin had recently upped his brooding game and grown more reticent. Mollie, on the other hand, had become more daring. She'd downed several glasses of wine at dinner earlier, and now, she couldn't stop prattling. "Joseph told me you were admitted into the hospital two nights ago after drinking too much."Are you better now? Why are you so intent on ruining your body? You're not a kid anymore. If you ask me, the best way to get over a relationship is by starting a new one. Shall I hook you up wit
Serena's pretty eyes glimmered. She felt the same way about Wilson. At first, she thought she would never believe in love again. But in the end, she chose to give her heart to Wilson.Now that she thought about it, she realized she actually missed Wilson.…Upon returning to the apartment, Serena lay in bed after showering and couldn't resist texting Wilson. "Are you there?"Wilson replied almost instantly. "I'm busy."Serena read the text and asked casually, "Doing what?"Wilson immediately sent her a photo of his sculpted torso, the chiseled lines of his abs visible through the steam. The grooves that ran above his hips were equally defined. He followed up with a text, saying, "Showering."Serena's mouth ran dry as she zoomed into the photo and assessed every part of Wilson's torso. After that, she feigned composure and wrote, "Got it. Proceed with your shower."She was about to set her phone down when Wilson video-called her. Her hand trembled, and she nearly dropped her pho
The next day, Arthur got a call from Ronald agreeing to his terms. After hanging up, Arthur relayed the news to Wilson before calling Willow.She sneered. "No wonder I got a missed call from Dad early this morning. I thought pigs might start flying, but it seems like he only called me because of the deal you made."As she said this, she got an incoming call from Ronald. She said to Wilson, "I'll talk to you later. Dad's calling again. I'd like to hear what he has to say."Insouciantly, she put the call through. "Hello. Who's this?""It's me," Ronald said."Who are you?""Willow, don't you recognize your father's voice?" Ronald snapped.Willow exclaimed sarcastically, "Oh, it's you, Dad! Gosh, it's been so long since I left home and reached out to you. I forgot what your voice sounded like! So, why did you call me this time? Who did you set me up with for yet another blind date?"Ronald asked, "Didn't Arthur tell you?""Tell me what? He said he wanted to marry me, but you didn'
Jenna and Kelly froze when they saw Serena, who calmly greeted the latter, "Ms. Anderson. What a coincidence running into you here."Kelly was taken aback but managed a smile. "Yes, a coincidence indeed. I see you're here to shop for clothes."Jenna's face darkened at the sight of Serena. Too many things had happened recently. After the mess Candice stirred up, Jenna not only lost the grandchild she'd been hoping for but also her relationship with Justin, which had become strained at best. Even Mollie had become dismissive of her.Suddenly sidelined by her family, Jenna got out of the house and dragged Kelly with her for company. She hadn't expected to run into Serena. If Serena hadn't left Justin in the first place, none of the mess that followed would have happened!The more Jenna thought about this, the angrier she became. She tossed the piece of fruit back on the platter and snapped at Serena, "What are you doing here?""I'm here to shop for clothes, of course," Serena replied
Serena opened it and found a beautiful scarf from a luxury brand.Smiling, Gwen said, "Serena, I don't have many friends in Nocturna, and you're one of them. I get along quite well with you, but I'll be moving away soon. I can't really bear to leave you.""You may visit Nocturna in the future. Once your mother recovers, bring her along.""I hope so." Gwen sighed. "I was packing today. I've decided not to bring along the pretty ornaments I've collected, but it would be a pity to throw them away."Serena, would you like to take a look at them and see if any of them would be suitable for you?"Serena agreed, "Sure."After organizing the details for the banquet the next day, Serena left with Gwen. On the way, they chatted happily. When they almost reached, Gwen jumped into a supermarket and bought some groceries."Serena, would you like to have dinner at my place? I'm a good cook."Serena wanted to turn down the invitation, but Gwen grabbed her arm. "Come on, I'll prepare my best d
Natasha pounded Jacob's chest, but it did not stop him. It spurred him on and added a different kind of excitement to what they were about to do.He leaned forward until he trapped her between himself and the bed, then smoothly pinned her arms above her head. Their bodies pressed closely together, Jacob gripped her waist with his free hand as if to mold the soft curves of her body into the hard planes of his.Jacob had developed a taste for Natasha since the first time he'd had her.They were so tangled up in each other's arms that they didn't even notice the bedroom door opening behind them.A loud thud sounded behind them. Jacob paused and turned to see David at the door, the latter's frame hunched over as shock colored his wizened face. A moment later, the shock was replaced by thunderous rage."You ingrate! And you! You whore!" David roared. He was quaking with anger, and it was only by bracing his hand against the wall that he could keep upright as he entered the room.Jacob
David pressed a hand to his chest as he burst into a violent coughing fit. Natasha tried to help him, but he shoved her away. "This won't kill me! Have someone send Marcus to the hospital!""Alright." Natasha turned and left to get help.After sending Marcus to the hospital, Natasha helped David up the stairs. He looked drained and haggard. It was as if years had been shaved off his life within minutes.David went to the study while Natasha returned to the bedroom. Her cheek was swollen and stinging from the slap Marcus had given her. She was about to seek out a housekeeper for some salve when a towering silhouette appeared at the door.Jacob stood at the door with one hand in his pocket, his gaze dark and piercing behind his glasses as he looked at Natasha. "Going somewhere?""I'm going downstairs to… look for Francine," Natasha answered hesitantly.Jacob stared at her evenly for a moment, then entered the room and closed the door behind him. Natasha backed away. "Can you please
David's 60th birthday party ended on an absurd, if not chaotic, note. The directors who came barely ate before getting up and leaving. In the end, only Serena and Wilson remained at the table.Wilson peeled shrimp for Serena, who felt uneasy. "No one's eating anymore…""That shouldn't stop us from enjoying our dinner," Wilson replied casually."Forget it," Serena replied. The atmosphere around her felt too heavy for her to stomach food."Alright, let's forget about dinner." Wilson rose and slowly wiped his fingers with a wet napkin. "Mr. Smith, you seem to have some household affairs to straighten out, so I won't be staying. Goodbye."David looked sullen but said nothing.Wilson exchanged a look with Jacob, then wrapped his arm around Serena's shoulders and left the Smith residence. It didn't take long for the sound of a car driving away to come from the outside.The moment all the guests left, Marcus threw a maniacal fit. "Dad, how could you sign that agreement? What do I get n
Louis snorted. "The facts speak louder than words!""Shut your damn mouth! My dad should never have trusted a bunch of ungrateful old farts like you!" Marcus thundered.The directors' faces darkened at Marcus's scathing remark, but for the sake of their friendship with David, they said nothing.Wilson lightly tapped his fingers against the table. "Mr. Smith, this is the son you're so proud of? He behaves like a rabid dog. You may want to put him on a tighter leash before he gets put down."Marcus turned to him and snapped, "Stay out of our family business!"A deadly look flashed in Wilson's eyes. David smacked the table again and barked, "Pipe down, Marcus! This isn't the place for one of your tantrums!""But Dad—""Scram to the side and stay in line!" David was nervous. The worst that could happen if they pissed off the directors was a heated argument followed by a fallout. But if they crossed Wilson, there was no telling what would happen.David glanced at Wilson. He was secr
With the truth out in the open, David saw no need to carry on with his pretenses. "So, you refuse to step down as CEO, is that it?"Jacob crossed his legs and lit a cigarette. "That's right.""Don't force my hand, Jacob. You'll be thrown out of Smith Group at the board meeting tomorrow!" David warned."You don't need to wait until tomorrow to throw me out. The executive directors are here today, so we may as well let them vote on the matter now. Once they've made their decision, you won't need the other directors to weigh in anymore," Jacob suggested."I'll hold you to that!" David swept his gaze over the directors at the table, signaling them to talk.For a while, there was only silence at the table. Then, Louis Callaghan said, "I… am in favor of Mr. Jacob remaining as the CEO.""What did you say?" David looked aghast.Marcus panicked as well. "Mr. Callaghan, do you have any idea what you just said?"Louis repeated, "I said—I am in favor of Mr. Jacob remaining as the CEO of Sm
Serena remembered now. Marcus was born out of David's second marriage.Marcus wheeled the birthday cake toward David. He stopped beside David and grinned. "Happy birthday, Dad! May you have a long and healthy life ahead of you!""Looks like you've pulled yourself together, Marcus," David praised, smiling. He'd never smiled like that when Jacob was around.David paid no mind to Jacob's darkened expression as he pulled Marcus closer and launched into introductions. "Everyone, this is Marcus. He's been majoring in finance abroad and flew home especially for my birthday today!"A few guests at the table recognized Marcus. "Goodness, it's Marcus! I haven't seen him in years! He sure looks different now.""Yes, he looks a lot like a younger Mr. David."Jacob lifted his gaze. "Dad, why didn't you tell me Marcus was coming home today?"David's smile slipped. "You should have known he was coming home, Jacob. You're the older brother, so don't go blaming me for not keeping you up to date
A loud cough suddenly sounded behind Jacob and the others. David was making his way down the stairs with Natasha's help."Mr. Smith," Wilson greeted.A shadow fell over David's face. "Wilson, I wasn't expecting you to come.""It's your birthday today, Mr. Smith. It's only right that I come over and celebrate with you out of respect, wouldn't you say?" Wilson said congenially. He snaked an arm around Serena's shoulders as he approached David. "Mr. Smith, allow me to introduce my girlfriend, Serena Judd."David made a noise of approval. "She's got a decent face and build, that much I'll say. You got lucky, Wilson.""Oh, my luck with the ladies is nothing compared to yours, Mr. Smith." Wilson grinned.Beside David, Natasha looked a little uneasy. She clutched David's arm and asked, "Would you like to sit, Mr. Smith?""Bring me to the couch so I may catch my breath."Natasha did as she was told and helped David to the couch, whereupon they sat.Jacob and Wilson sauntered to one si
Serena wished she could sew Wilson's mouth shut. He helped her put on her clothes and said, "We're going to the Smith residence tonight. It's Jacob's father's birthday."Serena considered her plans for the day. The patisserie was doing all right recently, and she had nothing urgent to take care of. As such, she agreed to be Wilson's plus-one.…Serena and Wilson arrived downstairs to find that Elsa had already prepared a meal for them. Under Elsa's curious and meaningful gaze, Serena finished her food and headed out with Wilson.They dropped by an upscale women's boutique. Serena was about to leave after picking out a dress when Wilson grabbed her wrist. "You may as well pick out a few more outfits now that we're here. With that killer figure of yours, you'll look good in anything."It was still early, so Serena decided to stay and shop a little while longer. It would have been foolish of her to decline Wilson's generous offer of new clothes. She tried on a dozen outfits, and Wils