Rachel's brows began to furrow at Melissa's sudden appearance. "Just what are you here for?!" After having endured so much, she could no longer stand to see Rachel in entire sets of designer attire. All of these were supposed to be hers! Instead, it was all snatched away by Rachel who appeared out of the blue and she was cast down to such a pitiful state! She had become nothing more than a joke to everyone on the first floor. Seeing Melissa's menacing advance, Wilhemina and her seven lackeys moved aside with smiles all around. After all, it looked like they were not needed, and even without their interference, Rachel would not be able to worm out of this one easily. Now that they had a dramatic showdown to observe and given that need not participate, they would rather not involve themselves. Melissa grabbed Rachel's collar. "Rachel! Return our money to us! Do you hear me?! If you refuse, we will make you regret this!" The other women immediately moved up and surroun
Melissa and the others smirked confidently as they saw the horror on Rachel’s face. It was as though their ploy had worked. So they looked at Rachel arrogantly, almost making themselves laugh. Soon after, Anne brought in a professional banker from a bank nearby. He nodded courteously at Nathan. "Mr. Chapman." Nathan nodded slightly and extended his hand calmly toward Rachel. "Rachel, your bank card." Rachel took out her bank card but did so with an intentionally hesitant act of not handing it to Nathan. Seeing Rachel, even Nathan was a little dumbfounded. Although he believed in Rachel, what was her reason for displaying these behaviors? Melissa lifted her chin and snatched the card from Rachel's hand. "Are you scared now? It's a little late for that, don't you think?!" She placed the card into Nathan's palm. "President Chapman, Rachel will disappoint you. She is the culprit, after all!" 'This is just cold, hard facts, even her own expressions betrayed her.' Mel
Even though Melissa and the rest had heard Nathan's beckoning, they did not stop, and instead, they sped up their pace as they tried to leave. With a frown, Anne quickly moved up and blocked their path. "President Chapman called you, didn't you hear?" Melissa looked up at Anne, the sweat on her forehead threatening to drip. "Oh, is it? I didn't hear him." Left with no choice, Melissa tensed her jaw and returned to the room. Nathan frowned quickly as he saw Melissa’s return. "Are you the presidents in this company?" Melissa looked up at Nathan before shaking her head frantically. "Of course not! President Chapman, please don't say that; we can't bear the responsibility of being a president!" Nathan swept a glance at Melissa. "I don't like your work attitude. Even if we didn't have the promise we just did in place, I think it's time you leave the company." Taken by surprise, Melissa shook her head hysterically. "No! President Chapman, please don't fire us! We're wrong
As soon as Melissa's words came out, the rest of her group quietened down as their expressions turned dark. They then looked at each other before they swarmed her, jumping her and grabbing her hair. "My sisters, hit her!" "That was not what you said when you persuaded us to do those things! Now that you've exploited all our worthiness, you're abandoning us and showing your true colors!" At that moment, about seven or eight women grasped at Melissa's hair as if they were going to separate it from her scalp. Not only did they press Melissa against the floor and kept scratching at her face, but they punched and kicked her as well. Melissa tried to resist, but as the only person on her team, she could not contend with more than a dozen hands attacking her simultaneously. "Gaaaaaah! Let go of me! Have all of you gone crazy? Help! Help!" Even though Melissa repeatedly screamed for help, no one around seemed to be willing to help her. Wilhemina and the rest immediately retur
Rachel rolled her eyes and tossed her phone aside before continuing her artwork. Soon, waves of screams echoed from the ground floor of Chapman Group building. Rachel furrowed her brows and plugged her ears with earphones. She then returned her attention to the artwork with music played on her phone. The moment the door opened, everyone including Wilhemina, stood up in excitement and admiration. They held up their hair, trying to present the best version of themselves to the visitor. However, even with all the noise, Rachel gave no response. She just sat in her workroom, listening to her music while drawing her design. Eventually, Wilhemina and the rest had their smiles turned into a jealous, rageful scowl. A pair of expensive leather shoes stepped into Rachel's workroom and stopped. Immediately after, a cold hand reached out and pulled out Rachel's earphone. Rachel raised her chin irritatedly. "Wilhemina, I warned you..." In the next room, Wilhemina was upset about
Before Wilhemina could react, Edward had already withdrawn his hand. It was evident that he was doing it on purpose. Next, he stepped on the phone with his expensive leather shoes. He stepped on it again and again until the phone screen was broken beyond repair. "If I see you do this again, it won't be as simple as a ruined phone." Looking at the cracked phone on the floor and having heard Edward's words, Rachel started to ponder. 'I assumed that even if Edward knew someone was taking pictures of me being exposed, he would look at it in schadenfreude without stepping in. 'But he did...' Wilhemina lowered her head in reluctance but kept her mouth shut. "Yes, Mr. Bluemel, I know now." Before he left, he did not forget to let Nathan handle the cleaning up. "Go to your boss to reimburse your phone." Once he had said that, he left with Rachel on his shoulder. After Edward and Rachel left, the other women finally surrounded Wilhemina. One of them picked up Wilhemina
Anne shook her head at Nathan. "President Chapman, why would you think that? If you're really useless, the Chapman Group wouldn't have existed." With a smile, Nathan shook his head. He could not understand what Edward's intention was because Edward had a family. Even though he cared about his son, he never did for his wife. He did not even touch her even once in the five years they were married. 'If he really wanted to fight for Rachel with me, will he choose to divorce Rue? Even if he wants to divorce Rue, will he opt not to do it if his son objects?' 'Will he give up on Rachel or let her be a woman of no dignity?' Nathan shook his head. The more he thought about it, the less he understood. Meanwhile, the driver stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, speeding away. Rachel continued to slap Edward's shoulders. "What are you doing?! Get off of me now!" The corner of Edward’s mouth curled upwards. "Is this how you speak with your clients?" Rachel snapped. "That
Rachel stomped her feet but was pinned, once again, by Edward on the seat. "Rachel, do you only learn lessons after you break through a wall?" Rachel glared at Edward. "So what? If it weren't for you, would I walk into a wall?" Edward rubbed Rachel's head while still bickering with Rachel simultaneously. "Save it. The wall must be miserable to be walked into by someone like you." ...Rachel brushed away Edward's hand disgustedly. "Go to hell, don't touch me. Not a single good thing has happened to me ever since I met you. It has all gone downhill from there." Edward nodded while he stroked his chin. "That's because all your luck has been used to meet me." Rachel raised a finger at Edward dismissively. "Stop trying to say things that are equivalent to verbal dog excrement. If it is really like that, I would rather not meet you at all." Edward grabbed Rachel's wrist seriously. "Never say things like that ever again." Rachel lifted her chin with a huff. "So, what if I do?!
Ziggy kept his head lowered. If he had lifted his chin, his face that was identical to Josh's would be recognized. "Mommy, I have a stomach ache. I'm going to use the toilet." He then turned around and ran, not seeing Jane who was approaching. As a result, the two crashed into each other, and Ziggy was sent flying before he landed by Edward's side. "Are you alright?" Edward helped Ziggy up with one arm but was stunned when he saw Ziggy's face. The little boy had pink lips, pearly teeth, and looked adorable. However, the child and Josh looked exactly the same too! Ziggy stood up straight, his wise-beyond-his-years eyes reflecting a hint of seriousness. "Looks like we can't hide it anymore." "Hide? Hide what?" Rachel and Edward asked simultaneously. Josh and Ziggy shared a look before Josh took his mask off. The moment the mask was off, Rachel froze in surprise. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the twins — Ziggy and Josh. She could not seem to react. "What, wha
Edward shook his head lightly, his eyes deepening in coldness. Since when did he catch a cold? Some ungrateful fool must be talking about him behind his back. Seeing as Josh and Edward were descending the staircase, the old butler approached them. "Master Edward, Young Master Josh, good morning." Josh nodded as he fixed his gaze on the main entrance of the house. "How is mother?" The old butler shook his head before saying, "Mistress is nowhere to be seen, I checked this morning. I didn’t see her anywhere." Josh's eyebrows raised. "Did you send someone to have a full sweep of the area?" The old butler answered. "We've looked everywhere, but we couldn’t find her." Edward carried Josh into the bathroom calmly. "Don't worry. She's an adult, not a child. She wouldn't have waited the entire night outside. She's probably back at the Bennets' place. He handed Josh the electric toothbrush. Josh took it before they both stood side by side and brushed their teeth by the sink.
Remembering how she had criticized Jodie, she was instantly filled with regret. So the former assistant set down the box in her arms and walked toward the entrance of the building. She needed to expose everything! Just as she was approaching the entrance, her hand was pulled and she was dragged aside. The assistant looked at Jodie, slightly disoriented. "Jodie? Why are you still here?" Jodie lowered her gaze and looked at the woman she had fired. "Why did you turn back?" The assistant retrieved the card from her pocket. "I saw this and realized I might have misunderstood you. So I turned back and saw the entire scenario. Jodie, I'm so sorry to have doubted you!" Jodie shook her head as she did not mind the apology. "There's nothing to apologize for. As long as you bring the card to that company, they'll give you a pretty good position." The assistant nodded, but her gaze lingered on Rue and Ian. "Jodie, thank you, but there's something I need to do before I go!" Jod
Jodie frowned and picked up the business card from the floor. Then, she pulled the assistant's arm and placed the card into her hand. "Don't be silly, you need the job. You need to build your career in the city so you can earn more money to send home, don't you?" The assistant scoffed before she turned around to pack her things. "I don't need your pretentious pity! Since you wanted me to leave, you must have cut me off any backup plans I may have, so save it!" Jodie backed up, still frowning. "I'm not pretending. I'm just thinking you should leave here before it's too late." The assistant was so enraged, tears began to well up in her eyes as she put her things in a box. "Fine, since the entire Comer Corps is yours! I'm just a tiny employee, I have nothing I can say!" After quickly cleaning up her desk, the assistant bumped into Jodie’s shoulder when she walked past Jodie as if she was avenging herself. Jodie almost fell. However, she still walked up and grabbed the assist
The next day, when Rue woke up in the bed, Ian was already dressed and prepared to leave. "Ian, where are you going?" Rue cocked her head and asked in confusion. Ian was slightly surprised. "I have to go to work." Disappointed, Rue lowered her head. "What about me, Ian? Where am I supposed to go?" Ian sat on the side of the bed and hugged Rue. "You weren't home the entire night, won't the Bluemels be worried about you? Why don't I send you home?" Rue's gaze lowered. 'Worried about me? Impossible! Why would the Bluemels worry about me?' She reached out and tugged at Ian's collar, shaking her head. "No, I want to follow you to work." Ian was a little hesitant. "Today? Right now? But I haven't let my current assistant go yet..." Rue grabbed onto Ian's waist with an affectation on her face. "So fire her. You're the general manager, right? It's just a phone call away. I want to be with you, the sooner the better..." Ian was ecstatic at Rue's words. He stroked her back.
Josh's eyes sparkled. When he had gifted the gift, Edward was aloof and only casually asked the old butler to keep it. However, he did not expect Edward to value it so much that he placed the table lamp here. Edward looked at Josh's sparkly eyes and patted his head. "What are you looking at? You should sleep. Aren't you going to school tomorrow?" Josh nodded quickly and the two fell onto the bed playfully. Even though the two were sleeping on one side of the bed each, Josh was satisfied. The moment he shut his eyes, Edward took him into his arms. The young Josh was immediately enveloped in Edward's warm embrace. Deeply moved, Josh's eyes opened wide. He then reached out to hug Edward's waist with a glad smile. As everyone had slowly drifted off into dreamland, a human figure sat in front of the Bluemel mansion, shivering in the cold breeze. Rue clutched her palms into fists. Seeing the darkness around her, she picked up her phone and dialed a number. A drowsy voice
Rue halted and turned around, her body trembling uncontrollably. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet were right. She could not control a man like this! However, she did not want to give up on a man this exceptional, even though she could not manipulate him, and worse, she did not want to give Rachel the opportunity! "Edward, w-what is it? Do you have anything else you'd like to do?" Edward squinted coldly. "What are you trying to do, going upstairs?" Rue gritted her teeth. "I would like to go and rest..." "Rest? You hit my child, and now you want to go upstairs and rest?" Edward cocked his head with Josh in his arms. There was a chilling look on his face. Rue shuddered. "I've already explained myself. It was only an accident, but you didn't believe me. Besides, you've already hit me, what more do you want?" Josh tugged at Edward's hand non-stop. "Father, please let it go. I think mother might not be in a great mood tonight, so she..." Edward held onto Josh's tiny hand with his large
Rue's expression was full of darkness and displeasure. "What did you say, Josh? You've become bad. You weren't like this before. Who taught you to disobey your mother like this?" Josh allowed Rue to pull him around by the collar and his face turned redder by the second. Lifting Josh by his collar, Rue almost strangled him as Josh was about to pass out from not being able to breathe. "No one taught me, I was only stating the fact." Rue's eyes narrowed as she lifted Josh higher and higher, not paying attention to how he was struggling to breathe. "Rue, what the hell are you doing?!" Edward was standing on top of the staircase when he called out coldly. He could not wait for Josh to knock on his door anymore, so he went outside to see what was happening. However, He did not expect to be treated to a sight like this! 'That woman deserves death for treating my son like this!' Hearing Edward's voice, Rue whipped around instinctively to look at Edward. She shuddered and
Rachel paused, confused. "Baby, why do you say 'again'? I just found out from them this afternoon, did you already know?" Ziggy shook his head. "No, didn't you just mention the incident at the toilet?" Rachel scratched her head awkwardly. "Oops, I must've confused myself."Ziggy reached out from under the blanket and patted Rachel's head with a smile. "Mommy is a little scatterbrained!" Rachel hugged Ziggy and rolled around in bed as they both laughed loudly like bells. "Baby, I have a feeling that a guardian angel is protecting me! Every time something bad happens, they’ve always protected me from all the bad things!" Ziggy nodded happily. He wanted to tell Rachel that he was the guardian angel she was talking about.However, to avoid scaring her, he chose to remain silent. "That's right! Mommy's guardian angel must be very handsome!" Rachel pouted. "How do you know it’s a man?! I think she must be a beautiful woman angel!" Ziggy shook his head decisively. "No no!