The expression on Simon’s face was unbelievably ugly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. Why did the kid interrupt him every time he wanted to do something serious? The little brat had destroyed his plans. He felt the urge to have him thrown out from the house, never mind the fact that he was his son! Sharon’s face reddened as she pushed Simon off her and lowered her head to check her clothes. Thankfully, they were not messy. The only thing messy was her breathing. She instinctively ran a hand through her hair as she said, “Sebastian, why didn’t you knock before entering?”The little guy huffed. “If I had knocked, I wouldn’t have seen Dad bullying you!” The expression on Simon’s face stiffened as he sat and glared at the little guy. “I wasn’t bullying her...”“I already saw everything, but you’re still lying!” The little guy did not believe him in the slightest.Sharon followed suit and said, “Your dad wasn’t bullying me, he…”Sebastian stared at her, waiting for an answ
Sharon felt everyone’s eyes on her as she walked up to the podium. Howard was staring at her. His eyes narrowed as he smiled cunningly. “Please project the design for me, Secretary Quinn.” When Sharon looked at Simon’s secretary, she could also see Simon through her peripheral vision. He had a solemn expression on his face as he sat at the head of the table. She felt herself become even more nervous. Secretary Quinn was ready. She immediately projected the design onto the screen. “Hello everyone. I’ll now begin talking about my design for the Mountain Linguistic City project…” Sharon had not finished her sentence when her audience began pointing at and reprimanding her. “This isn’t her design! It's plagiarized! How shameless!” Sharon turned to stare confusedly at the screen. The design projected on it was not her design but someone else’s. Her nerves tensed up as she immediately turned to Secretary Quinn and said, “You’ve projected the wrong one. This isn't my design.”
Sharon was shocked by his sternness. She restrained her emotions, which she had lost control of, and regained some clarity. She had just argued with Howard in front of the company’s executives. How embarrassing!Her hands curled into fists as she bit down on her lip. Although she still felt angry and resentful, she still had to shut up and leave the room obediently. She could not embarrass herself further. Simon had a stern expression on his face, and he pretended not to see her as she left. However, he gave her a sideways glance as she left, and she seemed to have an aggrieved expression as she walked out of the room. Howard had an imperceptible smile on his face. He did not say anything as he obeyed Simon’s order and walked out the conference room after Sharon. Sharon strode past the corridors as she heaved angry breaths. The rage in her heart was threatening to burn her alive! Footsteps rang out as someone ran after her. Then, the person behind her grabbed her arm and force
“Howard is her superior and was in charge of submitting her design. Naturally, he has something to do with this. Moreover… I have to be held accountable for this too. Her design was submitted to me, but I didn’t bother reviewing it before bringing it into the meeting. If this is to be investigated, I’m also at fault.” As he spoke calmly, he drummed his elegant fingers against the table. Penelope felt her heart constrict, and her breathing became labored as she stared at him. She said in an even colder voice, “Are you that protective of her?” Sharon Jeans was a source of calamity! “Penelope, I’m not being protective of her. I’m just taking care of matters the way they’re supposed to. It’s obvious that there’s more to this than meets the eye. We can’t blame an innocent person.” Without waiting for a response from her, he continued, “How about this? She’ll probably remember her design if she drafted it herself. Why don’t we give her a day to recreate it?” If Sharon had not plagiar
“President Zachary, you…” She was so nervous her heart was going to jump out of her chest. She sensed danger when he suddenly leaned in even closer to her, especially when she noticed the dangerous glint in his eyes. Her heart rate sped up again. Simon stared seriously at her as he said calmly, “For example… by kissing me.”“Kiss… Kiss him?” Sharon felt the blood in her body freeze. Was he trying to get a kiss from her? She tugged her lips into a dry smile as she said, “That… won’t be too appropriate, would it? This is an office.” “That’s why I just asked you to kiss me and not anything else.” For some reason, he always found it funny when her face turned red from nervousness. Why was this woman so bashful? Was a sentence enough to make her blush? Sharon felt her scalp tingle. Did that mean he would make her do something else if she did not kiss him?Of course, she was too embarrassed to ask him what ‘anything else’ meant. Based on his posture, he was not going to let
Howard was briefly stunned. When he saw that her hand was swelling from the burn, he immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the break room. He turned on the tap and placed her hand under the running cold water. Sharon glared at him. “Did you do this on purpose?” Howard was focused on her burnt hand as he said coolly, “I’m not that evil.” “Then why haven’t you left? Why were you standing behind me with a cup of coffee?” The more Sharon thought about it, the more things seemed fishy. “I decided to make you a cup of coffee after seeing how you had to work overtime.” Sharon scoffed and struggled to pull her hand back. “No need for your hypocrisy. You’re trying to do something to my design, aren’t you?!” Howard did not seem to have heard her as he turned off the tap and got some ointment from the first aid kit. His movements were skilled, but this only made Sharon resist him more. “Howard Zachary, you’re the design director. Don’t think you’ll be free from any res
Sharon glanced at the temperamental man in front of her. It might be past office hours and there was no one else here, but this was still their office. It would not be appropriate for him to hold her hand like this, would it? Howard’s gaze turned frosty for a split second when he walked out and saw his uncle holding Sharon’s hand. However, he pretended to be nice and asked, “Uncle, are you taking her to the hospital?” There was no telling if Simon had heard what he said. He did not even glance at Howard as he walked right past him while holding Sharon’s hand tightly. Soon, he brought Sharon into the elevator and vanished from Howard’s line of sight. The insincere smile on his face had long since disappeared. His hands, which were lying by his sides, curled into fists. When they exited the elevator, the man still had his large hand around Sharon’s hand. He had a dark expression on his face as he walked in front of her. His legs were long, and Sharon had to speed up if she want
Sharon had just entered the room when someone knocked on the door. “Mrs. Zachary, it’s Xavier Fuller. President Zachary called me over.” Sharon knew Xavier was the Zachary family’s doctor. Why had Simon called him? She opened the door. “Dr. Fuller?” Xavier smiled pleasantly as he said politely, “President Zachary said you’ve hurt your hand. He asked me to come over and treat it.” Sharon’s heart jolted when she heard that. The man had a stony expression on his face earlier, but he called the doctor over the minute he turned his head?“I’ll have to trouble you, then,” she said as she opened the door and let the doctor in. “No worries. It’s my job.” When Sebastian heard that his mommy had hurt her hand, he immediately abandoned his homework and ran over. “Mommy, how did you hurt your hand?” The little guy gazed sadly at her swollen hand as he lowered his head and blew on it. “It must hurt a lot, right?” “It’s alright. Mommy just accidentally scalded herself.” Dr. Fuller h
“I’ve completed all of his final requests. That’s it.” Yvonne cast a final glance at Quincy, who was gripped with shock. She then left the room. Quincy did not say anything to make her stay. She kept staring at the box of ashes. She stared at the box of ashes silently for an extremely long period of time. Terry asked her, “Miss, do you believe that these are Dayton Night’s ashes?” She turned around to look at Terry. To be honest, she did not really believe it. “Why don’t you first look at the assets that he transferred to you and see if they’re real?” Terry suggested. “Help me settle this.” She handed the thick pile of documents to him so that he could verify them. “I’ll go now.” Terry left the office at once. Quincy stared at the box of ashes and muttered softly, “Dayton Night, what are you trying to do this time?” She was shocked when Terry told her that Dayton had really transferred all of his assets and finances to her after verifying the documents. “Does
Quincy was still deep in thought when her secretary called her through the internal phone line. Her secretary told her that a woman named Yvonne Leif was here to see her. She frowned. Yvonne Leif? After thinking about it for a while, she finally recalled. Was Yvonne Leif not the woman by Dayton’s side? Why was she looking for her now? If she did not die, then Dayton Night... Quincy’s heart lurched. She asked her secretary to bring her in at once. After a while, her secretary brought Yvonne into the office. From the moment Yvonne appeared in her office, Quincy kept staring at her. She had a shadow. She was not a ghost or a spirit… Yvonne was perfectly fine from head to toe. She did not seem injured at all. Did she manage to avoid the bombing on the island? Yvonne was wearing a pair of sunglasses and holding onto a box. She carried her handbag on her wrist. After a while, she stood opposite Quincy’s office desk.She then took off her sunglasses and met Quincy’
Dayton had a dark expression on his face as he stared at the island with a bleak gaze. He pursed his lips. He had no intention of saying anything.He did not want to leave the island. Yvonne and his men were the ones who forcefully brought him away.“I’d rather stay on the island,” he said after a while.Yvonne looked at him in shock. After a few seconds, she burst out in mocking laughter. “You’d like her to bomb you to death, right? It’d be better than dying after going through all the torment of your illness, right?”After a momentary silence, he said, “I owe it to her.”Anyway, he would not be able to live for long. He should just fulfill Quincy’s wishes and let her end his life personally.He would not have any regrets if he died by her hand.Yvonne could not help but slap herself across the face. She then scolded herself out loud, “Why am I being such a busybody?! Why do I insist on saving you when you want to die so badly?! I’m such a fool!”She really regretted her decis
Quincy cast her cold gaze in that direction. After a while, she said, “Let’s go.” Terry did not know what she was looking at just now. He only noticed the unpleasant expression on her face. He followed her and asked, “Miss, where’s that bastard, Dayton Night? Shall I capture him personally?” He did not think that she would let Dayton go. Quincy did not stop walking. “It’s fine. I know how to deal with him.” There was a hint of brutality in her cold voice. Terry was slightly stunned. He seemed to have understood something. He stopped talking to her after that. The helicopter was waiting for them outside. Quincy and Terry got into the helicopter.Below them, the island was in a huge mess. Nobody could stop her from leaving now.“Miss, shall we go back now?” Terry asked.Quincy glanced at the situation below and looked at him. There was an exceptionally calm expression on her face. “You brought plenty of explosives over, right?”Terry nodded and said, “I brought some along
“Doctor Leif, come over and take a look at Young Master. He vomited blood again,” one of Dayton’s men told her as soon as they saw her. Yvonne walked in front of Dayton. She saw the blood that he had spat out on the floor. She was no longer fazed. “You guys should learn to get used to something like this. After all, it’ll happen frequently in the future.” Dayton’s men were stunned. What did that mean? Young Master would frequently vomit blood in the future? Dayton leaned against the sofa behind him and closed his eyes. He did not have the energy to speak anymore. Yvonne did not want to chastise him after seeing his current condition. She clearly knew that he had given up on himself a long time ago. He was simply waiting for his own death. Therefore, she was not in a hurry to carry out acupuncture treatment on him. Rumble, rumble, rumble... A loud sound rang out from outside. Dayton opened his eyes immediately. It sounded like an airplane had flown over? He immedia
Quincy was so angry that her face flushed red. If she was not being held down by his bodyguards, she would definitely strangle him to death right now!Yvonne, who was watching them by the side, could not bring herself to continue watching them anymore. She felt extremely awkward as an outsider. Therefore, she got up and said, “You guys should eat slowly.” She left the room after speaking.She truly could not comprehend someone like Dayton Night. Why was he being so persistent with Quincy Lane? To make it sound better, he was a persistent man. However, he must be a nightmare to Quincy. She could tell how much Quincy hated him. Otherwise, she would not have taken Lennon hostage. She wanted to leave this island. Perhaps love was not only about giving. Some types of love were defined by shackles and imprisonment as well. Not only was Dayton trapping Quincy, but he was also doing so to himself. However, perhaps this was his final wish in life. That was the reason why he was
Yvonne stared at him. She was suddenly at a loss for words. Quincy was pushed back into her room. The door of her room was then shut tight. She heard the sound of a lock clicking into place outside. Damn it, Dayton Night. He got his men to lock her up. She had completely lost her freedom. Quincy had no more ideas. She could only fast. She would rather die than be imprisoned by him. She started fasting. Dayton’s men reported this situation to him immediately. He wanted to head over to take a look at her, but he really did not have any energy right now. “Bring her over.” He had no choice but to ask them to bring Quincy to his room. Before Quincy arrived, he asked Yvonne to help him to the sofa so that he could sit down. He could not let Quincy see him lying on the bed so sickly. Yvonne could not help but ask, “Why do you have to do this? You’re trying so hard to put up a facade in front of her. Can’t you just tell her about your illness right away?” “I don’t need
Quincy could not help but feel shocked after seeing Dayton’s appearance. He looked at her with a gaze that made it seem like he was about to eat her alive! “You’re on the island?” she asked him. Why did his men trick her? “Are you trying to take my men hostage to escape since you thought that I wasn’t here?” Dayton was filled with rage. “Dayton Night, what gives you the right to trap me here?” She should be the one angry at him instead. Just then, Yvonne chased after him. “You should go back.” She reminded Dayton after walking to his side. However, Dayton’s mind was only filled with thoughts about Quincy. It was as if he had not heard what Yvonne said. A mocking glint rose in Quincy’s gaze when she saw that Yvonne was on the island as well. It was no wonder his men were unwilling to tell her that he was already on the island. He had brought another woman over. It was impossible for her not to recognize this woman. She was the woman he had fooled around with at hi
Just then, Lennon detected the mocking tone in her voice. She was not at all concerned about whether they were tired or not.He lowered his head and peeled the apple intently. He did not intend to continue speaking to her anymore. “Let me peel it on my own. Your hands aren’t clean.” Quincy naturally reached out for the knife. Lennon did not think much about it. He just felt slightly terrified. He handed her the knife and apple at once. Nevertheless, Quincy simply took the fruit knife away. She did not take the apple from him. While he was wondering if she thought his hands were dirty, she took hold of the fruit knife and approached him. She immediately placed the knife against his neck. “Young Madam, you…” Lennon finally realized what was going on. This was her true purpose. Quincy stared at him coldly and shouted coldly, “Walk!” Lennon had no choice but to comply with her and walk outside. The men standing by the door were shocked when they saw her holding a kni