The hideous-looking woman probably had no idea that Celeste favored Rhea and that she had some kind of influence in the King family.When Luna walked into the living room, Rhea beamed and waved at her. “Miss Miller, you’re awake. Come and have a seat.” Miss Miller?Luna, who was on her way to the garden, stopped in her tracks, intrigued at the way the woman addressed her. She stared at Rhea, whose smile did not quite reach her eyes.“sure. I'd love to chat with you, Miss Evans,” Luna replied.Luna made her way toward the centre of the living room, but there were no available seats near Rhea. She had to walk in front of the other woman to get to the other sofa.Rhea made a go-ahead gesture with her hand and said, “Go on, Miss Miller. Walk in front of me. I'll make way for you.” Without suspecting anything, Luna replied, “Thank you.”She was walking past Rhea when something appeared before her feet, sending her stumbling and causing her knee to collide with the edge of the coffee table.
Celeste raised her head and shot a menacing look in Luna’s direction.“You intentionally stepped on her foot, didn’t you? Apologize to Rhea. Now!” Luna gave the two an indifferent look before turning in the direction of the door.Rhea was such a good actress. After her second attempt to hurt Luna was unsuccessful, she tried to make it look like everything was her fault. However, Luna was not going to let her do whatever she wanted, especially when her knee was still in pain right now because of the woman.“Apologize.”Luna stopped walking when she heard a cold and authoritative voice from behind her.She reluctantly turned around. Preston was staring at her as if he wanted to dissect her with his gaze. “Are you deaf? I told you to apologize to Rhea!”The large room echoed with his loud, angry voice.As a result, the nearby servants glanced at him warily.Luna narrowed her eyes and glared at Preston, silently berating him for falling for Rnea’s deception and yelling at her without gett
Rhea ran over with a handkerchief to clean it up, but by the time she got there, Preston had already gotten to his feet and headed upstairs. He had to change his stained tie.In the bedroom, Luna waited for quite some time, but no one brought her food.With her stomach growling, she looked around for something to eat and came across a mere box of chrysanthemum tea. With a sigh, she accepted the fact that she would be hungry throughout the day.She ripped open a chrysanthemum tea bag and started the brewing process. She had learned the art of tea brewing and was quite skilled at it. Soon, a cup of chrysanthemum was sitting in front of her, its aromatic scent permeating the room.Luna grabbed it, closed her eyes, and chanted, “I’m not hungry. I’m not hungry. I’m not hungry. Oh, this tea smells good.” It was the scene that greeted Preston when he opened the door. He clenched his hands into fists. Was this woman for real?Preston walked further into the room. Luna had a porcelain cup in
When he remembered something, he summoned his assistant, Derek Yates, inside.“Has anyone from home called me?”Derek's brows knitted together. Why would they call him?“You didn’t receive any calls from home, sir,” Derek replied.Preston's eyes narrowed.“All right. You may leave,” he said dismissively.It seemed like Luna had not apologized yet. How she could endure hunger despite her frail frame, Preston had no idea.Wait a minute. A cruel woman like her would never starve herself, not if she could help it. Perhaps she had deceived the servants at home and had already stuffed her stomach.Preston took out his phone and dialed his home’s phone number. One of the servants answered the call. “Hello?” “Did you give food to that woman?”The servant's voice trembled as she replied, “No,The servant did not respond for a while, but after some hesitation, she suggested, “Madam, you should apologize to Sir Preston. We're not allowed to give you any food until he says so.”Luna’s expression
"I mean no offense. I’m just upset that you’re being denied food. Preston has gone way too far. Is this how a human being is supposed to act?” Bruce quickly explained.Luna looked longingly at the door, hoping that a lavish feast was waiting for her on the other side.Whatever. She really needed to eat now. It was then that Luna ignored Preston's words that she must apologize first before she could get anything to eat.Luna got to her feet and headed for the door. She walked past Bruce, who spotted her design drafts on the table. “Wow, Luna! Did you design this ring yourself? This is impressive,” Bruce praised. “Are you a jewelry designer?”Luna turned around and returned to the table to hide the papers. “I’m not a jewelry designer. I just drew that because I was bored. Now, let's go. Didn’t you say we'd get something to eat?”“That can’t be true. Your design drafts are too detailed to be something that you drew out of boredom.” Bruce gave her a probing look.Luna massaged her temples
Luna nodded. “Okay, magnolia flowers. Got it. Anyway, I want to attend your grandmother's party. I'll design your gift for her if you find a way for me to attend it.”As soon as she was done talking, they heard the sound of a car’s engine approaching from the outside.Luna scowled, assuming Preston had come back. She had to return to the bedroom now. The man would definitely get mad if he found out that she had eaten without even uttering a single word of apology.“The scum is back. I’m going back to the room.” With that, Luna bolted to the stairs. For a few confused seconds, Bruce did nothing other than watch her disappearing figure. Luna was already on the second floor by the time Preston entered the house.With his car key swinging in his finger, Preston walked into the living room, then frowned when he saw Bruce. “What are you doing here?”Bruce leaned back on the sofa, feigning ignorance as he replied, “I’m here to meet your wife. Why didn’t you tell us you got married? Why would
She turned around to go to the kitchen. Thankfully, Preston stopped her before she could spill the beans earlier.“If she asks why, tell her that it will taint the reputation of the King family if she dies due to starvation in our house,” Preston added with a sneer.He then turned and walked into the study to attend to some business matters.Luna was sleeping soundly when a gentle nudge on her shoulder roused her. She opened her eyes drowsily to see a servant carrying a tray of food next to the bed.“Gemma, what's up?” Luna mumbled. “Madam, please wake up and have some snacks,” Gemma said. Luna sat up, her stomach still heavy. After the hearty dinner she had, she was still too full to eat anything.Gemma gave the door a quick peek before whispering, “Madam, you have to eat something. All of us will be doomed if Sir Preston finds out that you already had dinner.”Luna examined the food on the tray with disinterest.Then, she remembered she was not supposed to eat unless she apologized.
When she woke up, she found that Preston didn’t return last night. She went downstairs only to find Derek, Preston’s assistant there.“Madam, I was sent to retrieve a document for Mr. King,” Derek said.Luna stared at Derek, carefully sizing him up before giving a go-ahead nod.After getting the document he was asked to get, Derek walked out of the study and was about to leave when Luna stopped him. “What happened last night? Where is he?” Luna asked when he turned back.Derek looked away for a moment, uncomfortable and hesitant. “I’m sorry, Madam, but I’m not at liberty to tell you anything that concerns Mr. King’s affairs. You should ask him directly.”Luna’s mind started stirring. Avery, who was an outsider, seemed to be quite welcomed and loved by the King family. Did something happen between them last night?Luna snorted inwardly. The position of the King family’s mistress was decidedly highly sought after.An embarrassed Derek observed Luna and read all her thoughts on her face.
Did he like Luna? He was not really sure about that because they had just met.He could not deny that he felt comfortable around the woman, though.“I’m sorry, but I can’t answer that. It’s a personal matter.”Rhea silently berated him for his response, but she maintained a smile on her face.“Look, I just want to help because I can tell you’re interested in Luna. I guess we should clear up a misunderstanding first. It may not look like it, but Luna and I are actually good friends. She’s just angry at me right now because we got into a little bit of an argument.”After a while, Patrick asked, “Does this mean that Luna is still single?”Finally, the most important question was asked. Rhea did not even bat an eye as she lied. “Yes, she’s absolutely single right now.”“Then tell me. What's the relationship between her and Mr. King?”It was still bugging Patrick. Luna denied being Preston’s employee, and she also claimed they had just met, but they clearly had known each other for some ti
Luna replied, “Of course not...”“Yes, she works for the King Group, and if not for this encounter, I would’ve had no idea that someone so undisciplined had been hired by my company. It looks like we need to replace HR.”It was then that Derek approached them and said, “Mr. King, you have a meeting this afternoon. We have to go now.” Preston shot Luna a warming look before he left. She shuddered in fear, but she managed to shrug it off.She inhaled deeply as she watched his retreating figure. The atmosphere seemed to lighten almost immediately after Preston left.“Why did you talk to Mr. King like that? Aren’t you afraid that he’ll fire you?” Luna rolled her eyes. “Do you really think he’s my boss? You need glasses. There’s something wrong with your eyes.”“What’s your relationship with him, then? He’s a very busy person, but he still approached you when he saw you. Is he your brother? But you don’t look like each other at all.”Luna did not want to tell him that Preston was her husba
Patrick nodded and replied, “Don’t doubt it. With advanced technology, anything is possible. It’s feasible to extract excellent genes from large oranges and carefully cultivate them. They could grow as big as a grapefruit or even as large as a pumpkin.”Luna was taken aback. How could an orange grow to the size of a pumpkin? If that happened, her whole family wouldn’t be able to finish a single orange.Confidently, Patrick shared a smile, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth.“You find it hard to believe? ‘Super Orange’ is a recent research project at our academy. When the day comes and ‘Super Orange’ is successful, I'll be the first to send one to you so you can witness this miracle.”Luna was inspired by Patrick’s confidence. Yes, she shouldn't forget that the boy before her was a talented individual from a research academy.Luna also found Patrick intriguing.“Alright, I'll get a tub to gather them,” Luna agreed, smiling.With his prominent eyebrows and large eyes, Patrick sh
The worst that can happen is a bit of sweat from the sun, but | won’t get sunstroke.”Initially, Luna found the boy’s appearance slightly peculiar, yet as the saying goes, one should not slap a smiling person. Thus, she responded in kind.The boy weighed the orange in his hand and offered Luna a beaming smile.“You're correct. |, too, found it difficult to fall asleep, so | decided to take a stroll in the orchard. Napping isn’t a habit of mine. Allow me to introduce myself first. I’m Patrick. And you?”Luna glanced at him, remaining cautious. Without responding, she continued to gather oranges. “You've collected quite a number of oranges. Will you be able to finish them all? Oranges don’t keep well for long; they spoil easily,” Patrick kindly urged.Luna stole a glance at Patrick. Why did this person talk so much? However, when she looked at his smiling face, she couldn’t discern any ill intentions.“T won't be eating them alone. Many people will share them, so | need to gather more,”
Preston feigned curiosity and continued, “King, you truly are a scholar of great accomplishment. Your choice of words is undeniably refined. ‘Enlightening’? Using your mouth to enlighten Luna, you drew so near that one might mistake a kiss for imminent. It is rather embarrassing. In broad daylight, couldn’t you have sought a more secluded setting to educate her?”King couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, “Damn.”Meanwhile, at the entrance to her room, Luna gently tapped her forehead, her face still emanating a heat akin to a simmering fire. Given the chance, she would undoubtedly impart a valuable lesson to Preston.“Bitch!”Rhea emerged from the adjacent room and immediately commenced her assault on Luna's character as soon as she caught sight of her retreating figure.“You conniving woman. You are naught but a seductress, employing every means to captivate King.” Luna turned around, her eyes meeting Rhea’s fiery gaze.Rhea had just witnessed the interaction between King and Lu
Preston seethed with anger. It turned out that Luna had used the perfume not because he had sent it but because she believed it had come from her best friend.“How about this? How much did the perfume cost? I will transfer the money to you.”Luna felt a profound sense of embarrassment. She genuinely had no knowledge that Preston had purchased the perfume. She abhorred taking advantage of others and presently felt remorseful.Nevertheless, the perfume he had chosen was truly exceptional. Perhaps he had intended it for some other woman.Luna retrieved her phone, gloomy in demeanor.She wanted to transfer the money to him? Preston was livid. Luna had genuinely enraged him.“Disregard it. A change of heart has befallen me. I shall withhold the transfer,” Luna proclaimed, tucking away her phone abruptly.“Have you finally come to your senses?” Preston quipped, a slight raise of his eyebrow betraying his amusement.“After thorough deliberation,” Luna retorted, “I have resolved to procure an
She glanced at Preston, who averted his eyes. Yet Luna sensed that there was something concealed behind his prior gaze.Luna covered her mouth, feigning drowsiness.“I shall retire for a nap. You should rest as well.”As Luna prepared to depart, Preston took a step forward, blocking her path. Luna nearly collided with him, bringing them into uncomfortably close proximity.Luna’s heartbeat quickened. She inquired, “What are you doing?”“You possess the key to my room, so why don’t you sleep there?” Preston lowered his gaze, fixating on Luna’s head. His magnetic voice wafted above Luna's head, leaving her tingling with a jolt of electricity.“I am injured. It would be inconvenient for me to rest on the sofa. I require a proper respect.“Is that the sole reason?” Observing Preston’s probing eyes, Luna nodded. “Indeed, that is the reason.”In truth, who would willingly choose to share a room with you? Isn’t it far more tranquil and independent to occupy a room alone? Luna pondered silentl
The only person who seemed particularly angry with this, was Rhea. “Drop it here, Preston. Luna is waiting!” Bruce urged. Preston threw Bruce a warning glare before taking out the room card from his chest pocket and giving it to Bruce. Bruce rushed back to the front desk and handed the card to Luna who didn’t even touch it. “Luna, here’s Preston’s room card.” “You should give that back to him. I’ve already booked a room for myself,” Luna replied casually. Bruce frowned, confused. “Why do you want to be in a different room from your husband?” Luna took the card the receptionist was giving to her and said, “The owner explained the rooms here are generally small, and might be a bit crowded for two people. I think we'll both be able to rest better if we have our own space.” She was fed up with sleeping on the sofa at home. She wouldn’t put herself through that out here too. Her neck hurt, and she could already feel it getting stiff. Plus, she knew that sharing a room with P
King had stupidly insisted on studying medicine, giving Preston the leeway to gain control over most of the Miller family’s businesses. Even now that King had decided to get into business, he still wasn’t as sharp as Preston.Preston had successfully gained Claudia’s favor, and was now the owner of most of the Miller family’s fortune.King turned back to look at his father and answered him with disdain, “If you want to have the chance to enjoy the rest of your miserable life, you'd better stop thinking too highly of yourself and know your place. Preston may be your nephew, but his mind a hundred times sharper than yours. The only thing your brain can do, is play around with women and bring my mother trouble.”Brock clamped his mouth shut after that, watching in silence as his son walked farther away from him.What more did he actually expect? King had held a grudge against him since forever. He was probably also haunted by that year when he got missing.“Mr. Miller,” called a bodyguar