Heloise glanced at the sleeping Reginald on the bed, picked up her phone, turned on the camera function, turned off the flash, and then took a selfie to send to the group chat.
The bedroom wasn't lit, even during the day it was dimly lit. She took the photo casually, so it didn't look particularly good.
[Gavin: Sigh, another day mesmerized by Sis Heloise's beauty. Look at this, she's the woman I don't deserve!]
[Heloise: ...]
[Agatha: It's just great that you're okay.]
[Abel: Sis Heloise, where did you go? Let's celebrate tonight. Now that we've made a name for ourselves, half of the people in town know us.]
Seeing Abel's message, Heloise couldn't help but glance at the man on the bed again, then typed on her phone screen.
[Heloise: I'm busy tonight, but you guys can go ahead and celebrate. Once the event is over, no one will bother you anymore. But after celebrating, head back to Phoenixfell City. The chapter belonging to the Peak Su
"......" Heloise listened and wanted to laugh, but couldn't find it in her heart. She knew Ben wouldn't say these words without reason."Things are really good now, and I hope you can always be by Mr. Wordsworth's side," Ben's voice was as gentle and delicate as the wind outside.Always. Why did one after another want her to promise? Her mind wasn't here; how could she promise?"You are a smart person, Miss. I believe you can feel how Mr. Wordsworth treats you. So, please refrain from doing things that Mr. Wordsworth cannot tolerate, to avoid both sides getting hurt."Ben advised. In his eyes, the best state for Mr. Wordsworth and Heloise was the current one. It shouldn't be easily changed."Are you referring to my contacting someone privately or to my plans for the Peak Summit Conference?"This touched her sore spot to some extent. She looked at Ben and asked.Ben frowned slightly. "Miss, I know you are talented, but for now, it's en
Suddenly, she felt a tap on her forehead.Heloise focused her gaze and saw Reginald sitting in front of her, his deep eyes staring at her with some dissatisfaction. "What are you spacing out for again?" he asked.Heloise then realized that Ben had already left, leaving only the two of them in the room.She scooped up some soup from the bowl and fed it to him, saying, "I was just thinking that it's understandable for you not to let anyone touch Tricia since she took an arrow for you."Her voice was indifferent.Reginald took a sip of the soup she fed him and instantly understood her meaning. He chuckled and said, "In the eyes of others, she is Reginald's sister. If she were to bear the blame for the incident with the Talent Society, it would tarnish my reputation."Was it because of this?"I thought you were tolerating her because she took the arrow for you," Heloise said.Tricia's actions seemed to have not had much effect.
All the luxury brands that Heloise knows, and even those she doesn't know, are present in the parking lot before her.Each car is different, with a variety of colors, styles, and limited editions, all equipped with exclusive parking care teams.It's like a world-class luxury car exhibition here.Heloise stood there, suddenly handed a transparent jar.When she picked it up and looked inside, she was surprised to find the gift Reginald had given her before—a jar of car keys."No need to agonize over which car to choose. Just pick one up and press it, and the one that lights up is the one."Reginald stood by, one hand in his pocket, his deep eyes staring at her, his thin lips curved with a hint of a smile.The selection process for tycoons is indeed simple and straightforward."Are you really going to teach me how to drive?" Heloise looked at him as she held the jar.If she learned to drive, would he no longer worry a
His face turned deathly pale.He reached out to put the car in neutral, glanced at her, gritted his teeth, "Heloise!""Sorry." Heloise felt a bit embarrassed. "I didn't know the sports car accelerates so quickly."Stepped on the gas too hard.Reginald stared at her."Does it hurt a lot?" Heloise's gaze fell on his shoulder, feeling somewhat guilty."Take a look." Reginald commanded.Heloise unbuckled her seatbelt and then his. His buttons were a bit tight, so she lifted his black shirt from below and brushed it upwards. Her soft fingertips grazed over the belt, gliding over his back bone.Reginald's breath hitched, glancing at her from the side.Heloise looked at the gauze around his shoulder blade and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's not too bad.""It hurts." Reginald stared at her.Heloise raised her gaze, locking into his deep eyes. "Shall I call Doctor Phillips?"If she had known, she wouldn't ha
Reginald fell asleep halfway through her drive, never waking up along the way, which could be considered indirect approval of her driving skills.He adjusted the seatback to a comfortable position, propped his head with one hand, his handsome face angular and sharp, his features chiseled. Although his brows remained sharp, with those eyes closed, the ones that could suffocate a person, his whole face seemed to lose several notches of ferocity.He was sound asleep.Heloise held her breath, turned on the car's ventilation system, and cracked open one of the windows to ensure continuous airflow inside the car.After doing all this, she gently pushed open the car door and slowly stepped out.She had a meeting to attend, and he was having a nap. The timing was perfect.Heloise leaned out, looking at the empty school entrance, biting her lip.He came out like this, without even a bodyguard by his side, with so many enemies around. If he was
So fast.It seemed she had misunderstood. Even if she had driven here like this, the bodyguards had been following them all along."Oh."Heloise nodded calmly."Let's go home."What a crappy place.It's so hot.Reginald couldn't stand it for a moment longer. He turned around to leave, but the person behind him didn't follow.He went to grab her hand, pulled it, but she didn't budge. A surge of anger immediately rose in his chest.He slowly raised his eyes, and beneath the brim of his cap, his dark eyes stared at her coldly. His voice was icy, "What? Are you waiting for me to blow up this place before you're willing to come with me?""I have a meeting. It'll only take two hours, no, one hour is enough," Heloise said, leaning against the wall and looking at him with clean, sharp eyes."No."Reginald rejected again."..."Heloise fell silent, just leaning against the wall, looking at him w
"Let's continue the meeting."Heloise sat on the chair, opening the files in her hands.Suddenly, the man on the right side leaned forward onto the table, his face turned towards her direction, resting on his right arm. His arm extended towards her, with his long fingers casually placed on the tabletop. Close enough that if he raised his hand, he could grab her.From this angle, others couldn't see anything, but Heloise, sitting in the main seat, could clearly see his gaze fixed on her.The people below exchanged glances, full of gossip.Heloise glanced at him under her eyelids and continued in a cold voice, "Regarding the issue of resource sharing, I have thought about it. The popularity of the Peak Summit Conference won't last forever. Once it diminishes, what awaits us is settling the scores. So..."The man's long fingers were placed on the table, his joints slightly bent, and they crawled over her documents, with his index finger hooking
Heloise looked at the members, stood up, and walked towards the water dispenser in the meeting room. Reginald, this person, he doesn't easily cross her bottom line, but when he does, he jumps back and forth. If she doesn't comply, he can cause more headaches for her. Heloise resignedly poured herself a cup of water with her own cup, then returned to the table and placed the cup in front of Reginald. The others exchanged glances, finding this too indulgent. They were in the middle of a meeting, what more does he want? Heloise sat back down, speaking indifferently, "What we do at what time, it's my fault for bringing people to disrupt the meeting today. I will write a self-criticism, and you two should do the same." This was directed at Gavin and Sibyl. Without rules, there's no order. The two dared not object after being reprimanded, nodding vigorously, "We'll write it, we must." Abel, watching Reginald still lyi