Heloise sat there, calmly looking at him. "Mr. Wordsworth, please continue. This way, I can owe you a little less."Settling the score, she wanted to lighten the atmosphere."..."Was she being sarcastic? Since she didn't escape, how could he bear to harm her?Reginald, feeling uncomfortable, cleared his throat and bent down to remove the bone lock. Her knee was already bruised, eliciting sympathy.He frowned, looking at her. "Ben didn't handle things well and implicated you. I'll have him beaten half to death to vent your anger."Shifting blame continued.Upon hearing this, Heloise felt like laughing. She looked into Reginald's eyes and said in a calm tone, "No need. Since I am Mr. Wordsworth's canary, you can do as you please. I have no grievances to express."The expression... She really doesn't know how to retort against others.Reginald sat down in front of her. "You shouldn't have met someone named Darnell."Shifting blame once more, claiming it was a mistake of fate."Should I
She once said that his one-handed matchstick-striking gesture was quite charming. Was she acting?Heloise really didn't want to bother with him, but he was pushing her step by step. She lifted her gaze, collided with his deep eyes, and said with a sly smile, "Mr. Wordsworth, how about I twist your knee bones a bit and then soothe you? What do you think?"To see how he would interpret the word "pretending" later on.She expected Reginald's face to turn even darker at this comment. However, he unexpectedly stared at her with a strange excitement in his eyes. The next moment, she was lifted up by him.Reginald held her, kicked the door open, and walked downstairs without a word. The living room was exceptionally quiet, illuminated by the light and the fragrance of hyacinth.The wheelchair downstairs was still not put away. Reginald put Heloise down and sat in the wheelchair, casually stepping on the coffee table. He reached down, rolled up his trouser leg to the knee, and then picked up
"You mind your own business," Reginald instantly tightened his grip on her, his voice hoarse and muffled. "Hyacinth Garden is my place. I love sleeping here, sleep here if I want, and sleep with you if I desire."He left, heading back to the Wordsworth’s.He can't sleep.Just wants to sleep beside her."..."Heloise ignored him, but Reginald persisted. His warm, thin lips slowly kissed her face in the darkness, trailing along the curve of her jaw and capturing her lips.His leg pressed against hers, causing Heloise a knee pain. She bit her lip, enduring the pain silently. She was accustomed to enduring pain.Reginald noticed, his hand sliding down, palm covering her knee. "Still hurting?""Yeah."Heloise didn't deny it; it indeed hurt."I'll take you back to the Wordsworth’s for a hot spring bath," Reginald suggested."No need, I want to sleep."She didn't care for the tactics of slapping and then offering a sweet. Heloise closed her eyes but found the hand on her knee slowly moving,
Heloise is quite ruthless.Abel is extremely hurt, looking at the pile of letters, "Aren't you going to take a look? These are all confessions from young men."Heloise sat there, impatiently pulled out a pen from her pencil case, removed the cap, and stabbed it into the desk. She did it gently, but the entire pen tip went into the table.Just like that, it went in!"..."Abel was shocked, his hair standing on end. The pain from that night at the night market instantly dominated him again. He quickly stood up to pack the boxes, preparing to leave.Suddenly, as if remembering something, Heloise turned her eyes towards him. "Are many people paying attention to me in school now?""Of course!" Abel excitedly exclaimed, "You exposed a member of parliament! Now everyone in the school knows your name. Your name is all over the first eight pages of the school forum, with threads carrying your name."Heloise held her book, looked outside for a moment, and saw both male and female students stari
At the lakeside, the bodyguards respectfully bowed their heads and courteously escorted her into the bridge corridor, leading her all the way to the pavilion in the center of the lake.The pavilion was situated in the middle of the lake, with a gentle breeze and a refreshing atmosphere. The view was also very expansive.Heloise, holding a book, walked over. As she approached, she saw a middle-aged man sitting in the center of the pavilion.The man was well-dressed, with a commanding presence. Despite being in his middle years, his features remained profound and handsome. He hooked his lips when he looked at her, but there was a hint of sharpness in his expression.His silhouette bore some resemblance to Reginald, but Reginald's eyes were a deep gray, while this man's eyes were jet black.Heloise had seen his photo when she was checking the Wordsworth’s Consortium records. He was Ryan Wordsworth, the former president of the Wordsworth’s
"That's how it is," Ryan said nonchalantly. "A son who forces his own father to step down at gunpoint, a son who could turn mad at any moment – what use do I have for them? I still have a son, an obedient and healthy one, to whom I can pass everything."Heloise was rendered speechless, contemplating the genetic diseases in the Gonzalez family. She saw Ryan as another madman in the family.Ryan continued, "Once Reginald is dead, I can regain control of Wordsworth’s Consortium and become your most powerful ally."Heloise, with a cold tone, responded, "A protector who kills his own son, I dare not rely on."Ryan saw through everything. "Miss ThankGod, you are so clever. Did you record our conversation? I allowed you to record it. You can keep it as leverage against me. I won't expose the matter of killing my son publicly. What better way to ensure your freedom than this?"He is a negotiation master, isn't he?Heloise was impressed.
This is not acceptable at all. They have no idea how Heloise plans to make her move. Whether the Master gave her a gun or poison, will she strike when he's sleeping? How is there the time to save him?"I've given her a chance once, so I'll repay her once, consider it entertaining her." Reginald placed the handgun aside, took off his protective glasses, and said casually.He wanted her to know that no method could escape him, and he also wanted her to know that as long as she didn't leave, he could pamper her to death.Where is it heard of risking one's life to please a woman? Ben was completely speechless. "Mr. Wordsworth, this won't work...""If I ask you to do, just do it. Why so much nonsense!" Reginald gave him a disgusted look.At this point, Ben had nothing more to say and could only lower his head. "Yes, I'll find the best medical team to stand by outside Hyacinth Garden."Ben stepped back.Reginald stood there, disassembling t
Late at night.Reginald took a rather long shower, hands pressed against the wall, his well-defined arm muscles evident. The shower sprayed down, washing over a sharply defined face and a body with clear muscle lines.The water was icy, devoid of any warmth.After a long while, he turned off the shower and casually picked up the bathrobe hanging nearby.In the bedroom, Heloise sat at the bedside reading a book. The soft yellow light fell on the pages, casting a warm glow on each one.Suddenly, a shadow loomed, swallowing all the light.The next moment, her chin was lifted, and as she looked up, she saw Reginald leaning over her, one hand propped on the bedpost. He bent down, looking at her. Droplets fell from his slightly disheveled wet hair, hanging on his eyelashes like tears.He exuded a cold aura, his almost otherworldly eyes seeming to penetrate her body. He gazed for a long time, then lowered his head, kissing her lips with a do
"......" Heloise gave him a speechless look. Distracted for a moment, her character on the screen was shot in the head by Reginald, dying a heroic death.Reginald had aimed for this outcome. He turned to look at her, his mischievous gaze wandering up and down. "Strip."Today, he had suddenly proposed a game where for every round lost, she had to remove an article of clothing, with a one-hour time limit.Heloise didn't want to play, but he had persistently pestered her, not allowing her to do anything else until they played for an hour and only then would he let her go to the study to do her own work."......" Heloise straightforwardly took off her shoes, leaving her feet bare on the carpet.This wasn’t the effect he wanted.Reginald glanced at her small, fair feet and reached out to adjust the air conditioning to a higher temperature.The next round began.Heloise focused on the screen, maneuvering the controller with pre
"Suspect what?"Reginald wiped his hands with a hot towel, seeming to ask casually, as if he didn't care."With her abilities, it would be easier for her to make a mark in other circles. Yet she chose to endure hardships in the Legal Affairs Committee, where the network is already established. She’s been there for two months, and although she rose quickly, she's still just an assistant," Benjamin said."On one hand, she's willing to endure these hardships, and on the other hand, she's able to cultivate people under her into prominent figures in various fields in a short period. Do you think she has a grand ambition?"Those in high positions naturally have their sensitivities.Even though he admired Heloise, Benjamin couldn't help but think more deeply.Such a perceptive girl wouldn't do meaningless things; she must have her own calculations. She propels these people to become figures in various fields, and with more experience, they co
Someone passed by and first looked at her, screaming, with eyes that suggested she was crazy. Then, upon seeing the snake, they quickly fled.Why!Why couldn't she get close to Reginald? Why wasn't she the one to receive Reginald's special attention?She couldn't accept this outcome! She couldn't!She sat on the ground, tears quickly welling up, streaming down her face, overwhelmed with despair.…Ever since she had that candid conversation with Reginald on the football field, Heloise had become increasingly focused on her work in the Legal Affairs Committee.Heloise tackled each task with enthusiasm, consistently completing them with excellence. During this time, some colleagues tried to sabotage her, but she cleverly deflected their attempts. Similarly, higher-ups tested her abilities, but she passed each challenge with flying colors.Soon enough, everyone in the Legal Affairs Committee knew of her. Her path to promoti
Just as she finished typing, Heloise was suddenly embraced from behind by a pair of strong arms. Reginald leaned in from behind, his thin lips touching her ear, tracing along the contours of her earlobe, before suddenly taking it into his mouth and lightly licking it with the tip of his tongue.Heloise was tingling all over from his actions, wanting to break free but held tightly by him.Reginald's kisses quickly trailed over her neck and face, finally locking onto her lips with a strong possessiveness, probing deep, intimate, and ambiguous.He pressed his forehead against hers and hoarsely said, "Let me think."Heloise looked at him somewhat puzzled. What did he mean by letting him think? What was he thinking about?Perhaps because he had just showered, his eyes appeared unusually deep and moist under the light.It reminded her of the time at BlueWolf Mountain when a dolphin, accidentally washed ashore by the sea, lay there barely breathing
His voice carried a bewildering power, like a subtle electric current piercing through one's eardrums and directly into the heart.Heloise sat there, captivated by his voice, intimidated by his gaze, her mind momentarily blank.He said he would ensure all her affairs were smooth and worry-free for life. What a touching statement.Growing up, she had never received such a weighty promise.Heloise admitted to herself that she had been captivated. A hot wind passed before her eyes as she stared fixedly at Reginald in front of her.Behind him, the twilight light burst forth with vivid colors, suddenly breaking through."What, speechless from being moved?" Reginald looked at her, chuckling softly.Heloise looked at him. If she followed his temperament, she should express gratitude for being moved, or at least say thank you.But suddenly, she felt that continuing this way was not right."Thank you, Reginald," Heloise looked at
Reginald stood up from the ground, delivering heartless words.Tricia sat on the ground, her heart wrenched by his words.He couldn't produce any evidence to prove that she intentionally incited those people to target Heloise. Yet, despite this, he almost killed her for Heloise. She had risked her life for him!"Brother, has she ever saved you?" Tears streamed down her face as she asked softly.Reginald turned, buttoning his cuff and reaching for the watch on the table. His movement paused at her words before he put on the watch."How much has she sacrificed for you? Why is she the only one for you?" Tricia questioned as she watched his back.The only one for you.Reginald had never thought of those four words. To him, he was simply interested in Heloise. Every aspect of her fit his taste.Her presence filled the loneliness he had endured for over a decade. Was she really the only one for him?If it were someone else...
"Brother, wait for me." Tricia glanced at Heloise and softly called out, catching up to Reginald and brushing his arm with her finger.Reginald glanced at her sideways but didn't stop, continuing forward. Tricia walked alongside him.Heloise stood still, quietly watching the backs of the two, feeling a faint sense of strangeness pass through her heart. Her expression remained calm, showing little emotion.Is this going to be alright? It really caught her off guard.She thought that Tricia chasing after Reginald would take as long as rebuilding the slums.Once Reginald left, the guards followed suit, leaving the office to them.Heloise withdrew her gaze, carrying the documents into the office and sitting at her desk, ready to work. She tried to start her computer, but it showed a black screen.Heloise was annoyed. She clicked the mouse a couple of times, and large blocky characters began to flash on the screen."Miss me?"
"No."Reginald held her tightly.Heloise gritted her teeth and shrunk her body, slipping out from his arms.Reginald attempted to catch her, but failed. Irritated, he reached for her, pulling her towards him and kissing her forcefully. "If you don't want to sleep, then don't sleep. Let's continue playing."Heloise still wanted to break free, but Reginald pulled her back onto the bed and started fooling around with her.…In the office, colleagues remembered her heroic act of catching snakes and, understandingly, ceased their antagonism. This made Heloise's internship path particularly smooth.Her documents were impeccable, and there wasn't a single mistake in the legal texts she handled, which left her superiors very satisfied."This document contains the latest perfected laws for the slums. Once you've organized and verified it, we can make it public."The leader handed her a document.Heloise accepted it,
“Don't worry, I won't engage in such petty behaviors.”Another person expressed their stance to Heloise.“You saved us today. I'll keep an eye out for you from now on, making sure Adam and the others don't dare to act out again,” said several people around Heloise.“…”What's going on with these people? Weren't they trying to curry favor with her? How did they suddenly change sides in such a short time?Tricia stood there, her expression grim.Heloise sat calmly, raising her eyes to Tricia and giving a nonchalant “Oh.”Everyone followed her gaze to Tricia, and there was a moment of stiffness. This incident was somewhat related to Tricia, but she hadn't instructed them to go after Heloise.The atmosphere felt strangely tense.Soon, someone laughed nervously. “Tricia, you're back! You were lucky you weren't here earlier. Suddenly, the office was filled with snake