Tricia stood in place, her beautiful face expressionless, but her lips pursed tightly.
Fred walked up to her, looking at the radiant Heloise on stage, and said with a grimace, "Your brother wouldn't actually be interested in her, right?"
They all ridiculed Heloise quite a bit today. If she snags Reginald, it would be a skyrocketing rise for her, and they, on the other hand, would have no place to go.
Upon hearing this, Tricia showed an elegant smile and said, "I've always said that Spicy is special. As a commoner, she shines so brightly, dancing so well, as if there's nothing she can't do. It's quite normal for my brother to be attracted to her." She praised Heloise again.
Fred was extremely disgusted.
A maid holding various empty glasses walked by him. Connecting Tricia's words, Fred suddenly sneered.
Nothing she can't do? That's too full of herself.
As a commoner, there are plenty of things she doesn't know in high society.
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Ben stood at the back and signaled to a bodyguard leaning against the wall.The bodyguard immediately walked over, drew the gun from his waist, and aimed it at the maid's head.The maid was so scared that she knelt on the ground, extremely frightened, "I'm sorry, Second Young Master. I was momentarily confused and took money from Young Master Fred. I deliberately poured the wine into the wrong glass for Miss. ThankGod. I'm sorry, I'm sorry...""You..."Fred quickly stood up, wanting to retort but found he had nothing to say. His face turned extremely ugly in an instant."Why do we always have these opportunistic people?" Reginald sat there, licking his lips, his handsome face completely shrouded in shadows. After a while, he spoke without much expression, "Throw her out. If she can still find a job in the PHOENIXFELL Empire, Ben, you don't need to come see me again.""Yes, Mr. Wordsworth." Ben nodded and gestured to the bodyguard, "Throw her
Heloise sat there, slightly holding her breath, and calmly turned her gaze towards Reginald.She saw him surrounded by a few people, sitting arrogantly with crossed legs. Suddenly, a chill flashed in the eyes covered by long lashes, and thin lips curved into a smile that sent shivers down the spine, more chilling than if he were not smiling.Reginald looked at the table in front of him, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The distinct knuckles firmly grasped the cup handle, and the blue veins on the back of his hand gradually became prominent, pulsating intensely for a moment.Just when Heloise thought he was going to break the wine glass in his hand, Darnell's father on the side had a drastic change in his expression.Darnell's father turned his gaze towards Darnell and Heloise, seeing the two dressed in similar colors. His face immediately turned ugly. "Darnell, who is this...?"Isn't this the girl Reginald picked to dance just now? What amb
Ben dares not answer, cautiously cradling the broken wine glass in his hands."A woman worth my fear and caution? It's ridiculous," Reginald chuckled, his tone growing colder.He had restrained himself even when she wore matching outfits with other men, despite the numerous enemies and the public exposure that might make her vulnerable. He had plenty of bodyguards and subordinates—what was there to fear about protecting a woman? But what if, just that one time, he couldn't protect her?Shit!He was genuinely timid."Mr. Wordsworth, shall we first bandage the wound?"Ben dared not respond to Reginald's words and could only address his injuries.Reginald looked at his palm, seemingly indifferent to the pain, and clenched his fingers. He then spoke coldly, "Deal with the Smith's. I don't like anyone with the surname Smith.""Yes," Ben promptly replied....Heloise descended from Tricia's banquet, and outside th
"Bang."With a deafening sound, the swimming pool was destroyed instantly, creating a massive splash of water.Ice-cold water submerged Heloise's head in an instant, and she opened her eyes, as if seeing the despair-inducing cliffs and bottomless sea of clouds in the slums.Ignoring everything, Heloise emerged from the pool, and the thoroughly wet Reginald stood right in front of her.The frigid water streamed down his face, dripping from the distinct jawline, and the soaked shirt clung tightly to his chest.Although his eyes were still gray, at this moment, they appeared particularly eerie and malevolent. He stared fixedly at her, reaching out abruptly towards her neck."..."Heloise widened her eyes in shock and instinctively retrieved a dagger from a thigh strap.Security checks were mandatory for entering Wordsworth's banquet, and no unnecessary items could be brought in. To be cautious, she discreetly stole a dagger from o
She had always thought she was just his canary, and he had even told her so.She had always thought he was only somewhat interested in her, perhaps in her looks, perhaps in her art, or perhaps in bed.But he was jealous for her, didn't care if she died for her, and today he even restrained himself in the face of jealousy... she couldn't help but think more about it.Reginald rolled over and lay beside her, breathing heavily, still immersed in the madness of moments ago.For a long time, so long that Heloise thought he wouldn't answer her, Reginald gritted his teeth and coldly said, "You're dreaming.""..."Was she?Heloise didn't press further. Some topics were better left untouched, and their relationship could be more relaxed.The ordeal lasted until the early hours of the morning.After showering, Heloise changed into a black silk robe, which was a bit large for her, so she tied the belt around her waist tightly.
"Father, you've had too much to drink."Tricia sat there, looking at Reginald, and coughed slightly, "Elder brother, don't be angry. I'm happy that you called us down to talk. We haven't sat down as a family like this for a long time.""Who said we're a family?"Reginald scoffed coldly, stopped swirling his glass, and looked at Ryan, "Ryan, let me warn you one last time, no, it's a warning to the three of you, don't even think about making a move on my woman.""..."Heloise's gaze froze for a moment.He specifically called the Wordsworth family down for her?The Wordsworths knew about her being kept at Hyacinth Garden by Reginald. With so many people here tonight, Reginald hadn't made it public. As long as the Wordsworths didn't cause trouble, she would be safe and free."From today onwards, if she loses a single hair, whether it's your doing or not, I will hold you accountable."Reginald set down his glass, slowly raise
"......" Ben looked at her somewhat bewildered. Heloise descended the stairs with calm eyes, her footsteps light and deliberate. She tightened the belt of her robe around her waist a bit more, accentuating its slender figure. As she reached the main hall, Reginald was still standing there, gripping the gun tightly in his hand. His face was angular and expressionless, but his narrow eyes were growing darker, as if suppressing a raging storm within. He was straining, tearing apart his own world. Vanora was still trying to persuade Ryan, but Ryan seemed to be fueled by her persuasion, pointing at Reginald incessantly, "You're just a waste! The Gonzalez family's bloodline should be wiped out! These defective genes should disappear from the world!" Heloise couldn't fathom what Reginald was thinking. He could have left, could have avoided hearing such words, but he just stood there, unmoving. What was the point? She walked over there, creating some commotion. Ryan looked at her cold
Upon hearing this, the expression in Reginald's eyes changed slightly. He looked at her for a while before speaking in a hoarse voice, "In case I have an episode, it's not good.""..." Heloise's gaze shook upon hearing this.He had been staying downstairs just to provoke himself into having an episode. Once that happened, he wouldn't need his rationality anymore, wouldn't need to adhere to his late mother's wishes, and could immediately seek revenge.She pulled down the hand he had placed on her, and said lightly, "What's not good about hoping for that?""I'm not hoping for it anymore," Reginald stared at her."..." Heloise felt somewhat uneasy under his gaze.She could almost imagine his implicit meaning: "I'm not hoping for it anymore because you're here."She fired that shot purely because she couldn't stand Ryan's behavior, a despicable father who caused the death of his original wife and still dared to insult her in front of his