The Internet? Rebecca was the pariah in everyone's eyes right now. What did that have to do with Jessica?As Jessica stood there, dazed, the random stranger shook off her hand in disgust. "You'd better make your public apology, Ms. Brown. Don't go celebrating just yet. Frankly, I doubt your apology would even be sincere. What can I expect from a woman who would ask for money for leaking a video?"The person's voice was loud enough for the crowded dance floor to hear. Everyone laughed.Jessica turned white with rage. She didn't want to stay there anymore. Glaring at the laughing crowd, she turned and left. As she walked away, she took out her phone to check what was going on online. She found it hard to believe that Rebecca could possibly debunk that video. After all, the implication was clear as day. Was she going to lie and say that Ethan was her brother? She'd need solid evidence for that! However, as soon as she saw Ethan's post, which Rebecca had shared, her mind went blank.
When Rebecca saw the man standing in front of her, she smiled widely. "Ethan! What are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of being recognized and mobbed by your fans?"Ethan had clearly disguised himself by stuffing his shirt so that his broad figure appeared plumper. He wore a tousled wig that looked like it hadn't been washed in days. For what it was worth, he looked like a regular office worker who had been working overtime for several days. Even so, Rebecca recognized him instantly, and she had no doubts that his fans would too. Ethan looked unconcerned as he settled into the seat across her and sipped his coffee. "I heard from Sam that you came here to have cake. It's been an hour, so I came to check on you," he said, avoiding her other question. His clear voice didn't suit his current appearance at all."I was going to head back after I finished eating, but I got too engrossed with my phone," Rebecca replied apologetically. If she kept looking at her phone at home, Sam would n
Daniel had only messaged Sylvia to try his luck, not expecting her to reply. Therefore, when he received her message in return, he could hardly believe it. It took some time for the surprise to truly sink in. He quickly scheduled a time for her and picked two locations so that she could choose where she wanted to meet.F: "How about this Sunday? As for the place, would Four Seasons suit your palate or Abimael at GW Plaza?"Like the Four Seasons, Abimael was a major attraction in Riverwood, famous for their pizzas. Both restaurants were expensive, but more importantly, the taste and quality of the food were the best. It was clear that Daniel truly wanted this meeting to happen, and it didn't take long for him to receive a reply.Sylvia: "I prefer pizza."Those three crude words showed just how haughty Sylvia was, just what Daniel expected from a woman who blocked him without mercy. It reminded him of Rebecca for some reason. Daniel frowned and pushed the thoughts of her from his m
"Am I supposed to believe you?" Daniel's voice was cold.He was expecting to meet Sylvia. Even if she refused to continue working with the Winston Group, he still wanted to know why. He was willing to apologize to her if he had offended her in any way while they were working together or even express his gratitude for her help three years ago. He never expected to see Rebecca. At that moment, his heart was heavy.Rebecca hadn't expected that Daniel wouldn't believe her either, but she could see where he was coming from. Sylvia had signed an exclusive contract with the Johnsons, which meant they were close; Rebecca knew Sam well, whose company was also working with Sylvia, so it was highly probable that she knew Slyvia through him. With that, it wouldn't be impossible for her to pretend to be Sylvia just to make a fool of him. Even so, it was still amusing. Rebecca smiled. "Why are you so sure that I'm pretending to be Sylvia? Why won't you believe that I'm really her? Daniel, ar
Daniel frowned at Rebecca, clearly not expecting that. Rebbeca had pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head, revealing her pretty face with exquisite makeup. Her red lips stood out in contrast to her fair skin, while her bright eyes were fixed on him, filled with amusement.Daniel's breath caught in his throat at the sight. For a moment, he was lost for words, unwilling to disrupt the beautiful picture in front of him.Unfortunately, Rebecca was far from being a silent painting. She nudged him with her elbow, destroying whatever atmosphere had been in the air just a second ago. "Hey, I'm talking to you. Aren't you going to say anything? You said if I asked nicely, you'd go and finalize the divorce with me today. You have to keep your word."Frustrated, Daniel averted his gaze and ignored her, his lips tightly pursed.Rebecca was relentless. She lifted her wrist to check the time. "It's still lunchtime now, so I think no one's in the office. We can have lunch together, then head
Daniel was non-responsive.He leaned heavily against Rebecca's shoulder, his head burrowed into her neck. His warm breath paralyzed Rebecca. She would've collapsed under his weight if it weren't for the wall behind her. Gritting her teeth, she pushed him upright so that she could stand properly. "Daniel?" She peered up at him. "What's wrong with you? Can you hear me?""It hurts …" Daniel mumbled in a low voice. Rebecca could feel his damp forehead against her shoulder. He looked like he was in pain, trapped in a nightmare that was pulling him into the abyss. He clung to Rebecca so tightly that it seemed as if he was trying to keep himself from drowning.Rebecca couldn't move. She felt as if she was trapped by his aura. His breath warmed her shoulder as he continued to mumble into her ear, "Don't … don't leave me …"Rebecca curled her fists lightly and closed her eyes.She could just push him away. It wouldn't be any of her business if he died here today. It would finally free he
For a moment, neither of them reacted. They froze in the same position as the light from the phone shone between them. Rebecca stared into Daniel's deep eyes, feeling the damp warmth on her hand, and gulped.The action snapped her back to reality. Ripping her hand out of his grip with more force than necessary, she turned her back to Daniel. She didn't need to mirror to know how red her face was at the moment—her ears felt like they were on fire.Breathing deeply, she reprimanded herself silently, "What the heck, Rebecca? You just touched his hand! It wasn't like you were fondling his chest just now." As her mind raced a mile a minute, she heard Daniel's voice from behind her. He sounded wide awake now."Are you blushing, Rebecca? Weren't you just touching me when I woke up?""Shut up!" Rebecca interrupted irritably. She turned back to glare at him.Daniel laughed. Under the light of the phone, his eyes seemed to soften with mirth. "I was right, wasn't I?""Just shut up," Rebecca
Rebecca turned toward the sound. Barefoot and disheveled, she looked like the very picture of poignant beauty, a damsel in distress. The fact that she didn't realize how alluring she looked only fueled Daniel's anger even further, or maybe it was just because Sam was with her. "I mean, I don't mind if you really want to pay for my shoes," Rebecca said, not understanding the source of his anger. She brushed her hair behind her ears, looking bemused. "You could go to the mall and get me a pair right now. I really don't care as long as they're new."Sam, on the other hand, could see where the animosity came from. He glanced at Rebecca, then took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. "In that case, Mr. Winston, get going. You wouldn't want Rebecca to be barefoot when we leave, would you?" He gave Daniel a look. When their eyes met, sparks flew. "With you? She's my wife. She's not going anywhere with you," Daniel snorted coldly.Everyone around them had their ears perked, but none