Mr. Wilson was speechless. Lucian’s plan to win over his ex-wife might have been foiled. Calista was experienced and wise in her ways. Besides, she was still very wary and repulsed by Lucian. Mr. Wilson would eat his shoe if their relationship could reconcile. Calista had already entered the elevator and pressed the button for the seventh floor, but there was no response. She pressed it several more times, but still no reaction. Calista smirked and pressed all the other buttons, and they worked fine, indicating that only the seventh floor was closed off. She could easily guess why. Worried that she might misunderstand, Mr. Wilson quickly said, "Miss Calista, don't be mad. Mr. Northwood is on the first floor right now. He did this just because ... " To his credit, Mr. Wilson, being the manager of such a large club, knew how to handle women.Without wasting a breath, he immediately informed her of Lucian's whereabouts, fearing she'd jump to the conclusion that Lucian was in Li
"Lucian is next door," Calista said and was about to close the door.However, Lily raised her hand to stop the door from closing."Last night, you lost the bet. No one entered my room.""So what?""Given the situation, it could only mean that Lucian had the entire seventh floor cleared."Calista had to give her credit. Although Lily can be devious, she understands Lucian."Miss Scott, did you dress up like this early in the morning just to flaunt it in my face?" Calista's tone changed, "But, even after what you did, he didn't sleep with you. What do you have to show off about?""Doesn't this just prove that Lucian truly cares about me?"Even though she knew that wasn't the case, it didn't stop her from provoking Calista. If she couldn't have Lucian, no one could have him either.Seeing that Lily wasn’t going anywhere sooner, Calista went to the next room and knocked loudly. Lucian quickly opened the door.No one else lived on this floor, and even if they did, they wouldn't da
Hector wasn’t even intimidated by the old coots in the meeting before, let alone a few reporters. He had a confident demeanor and always seemed to be in control of the situation, making others back down before him. Hector shielded Calista in his arms, causing the swarm of reporters to keep their distance instinctively. They dared not thrust their microphones in her face anymore. One of them asked, "Are the rumors true? Did you drug Lily Scott?" Hector lifted his hand from Calista’s shoulders to cover her mouth. He wasn’t being rough and was trying to protect her. He said casually, "You must be exceptional in order to become someone's target. Why would Calista be jealous of Miss Scott in any way that she'd take the time to plot against her?" The reporters were silent for a moment. On further thought, Lily was only superior to Calista in terms of dancing. Meanwhile, Calista was outstanding in her field, making her one of the best in the industry.She had no reason to target
Calista was confused and asked, "What happened?" "Maybe Lily offended some big shot in the circle. Someone uploaded a video at the Luminary Lounge. It is quite noisy, but the video is subtitled."Hector handed her the phone. Calista leaned in to see Lily hand the pill to Paul. The video had a clear shot, capturing her face, and the subtitle was displayed on the screen. It clearly showed she was inciting Paul to drug Calista. The video also included her bribing a waiter to tell a short, fat man that there was a hostess who was drugged in one of the hotel rooms upstairs.This was illegal. After all, a hostess's job was merely to entertain the guests and not sleep with them. The person who made the post was able to present the story clearly, making it look like Lily's scheme backfired. She had drugged someone, only to drink it herself accidentally. People online who had been scolding Calista immediately shifted their perspective and criticized Lily. "Oh my God, so this is th
Selena turned to stare at Liana, the former's voice and expression were as cold as ice."Who did you just call a common whore?"Liana was startled by her reaction."Selena …"Selena couldn't be bothered to give the woman her time of day. She called for her brother instead. There was no mercy as she said her piece right in front of the members of the Jenkin family."You should teach your wife to keep her mouth shut. We may not be a flourishing family but we have our standards. This is a family dinner. Everyone here is a Jenkin. But, what if someone overheard a woman of the Jenkin family calling someone a common whore? You would be bringing shame to the entire family."Liana was close to tears. She didn't think Selena, who had never put on airs despite having married into the affluent Northwood family, to be so sharp-tongued.If it weren't for the Northwood family, who the hell would grovel at her feet just to please her?Once her niece had Lucian at her every beck and call, Lian
"All that nonsense with the media gossiping about you being his girlfriend. Are you so touched that you're going to devote yourself to him?"Lucian's voice got lower and grittier with every word. It was like sandpaper grinding against a person's heart."I know you're not the kind of girl who obsessed over vampire romance novels as a teenager. Is that kind of trashy flirting worth your time?""I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I am a harpy. I prefer my men like him." Calista wrenched her arm out of his grip. "He's miles better than a certain someone who keeps his wife in the shadows despite being married for three years."His lips were pressed into a thin line."If you wanted us to go public …"She knew what he wanted to say before he could finish and interrupted him."Forget it. Everyone knows we're divorced now. Any further entanglements between us would be rude. Let me remind you again. It hadn't been that long ago when you said that you would be no better than a dog if you wer
Calista had to leave to fetch her tools. Mr. Mysterious offered to prepare them for her, but she was more accustomed to using her own.The moment they left the manor, Yara grabbed her and whispered, "Something isn't right about this place, Calista. The housekeeper kept watching me as if I were a thief while I was in the living room downstairs. She even followed me to the washroom. Just a cursory sweep and I found at least five or more pinhole cameras around. There might even be invisible ones."The Quinn family owned a tech company. The cameras were things Yara was familiar with."If this is a legitimate job, why all the cameras? There's not a single blind spot. Even a mosquito wouldn't be able to fly in without being noticed."Calista's heart sank. She had been hoping the man would make things clear about her mother. It shouldn't have been hard for him to shed some light on the past.However, based on their exchange, the road ahead would no doubt be a tough one."Yeah."They be
Cade raised a brow."Tch."They hadn't personally participated in team-building activities before, they had seen them before. Games that required teamwork to complete were always a necessary part of every team-building event."Isn't this Paul's first time participating in a group activity like this? It seems exciting. When I head back, I should—"Before he could finish, Lucian suddenly walked away. He was so quick that Cade couldn't stop him.Calista had initially planned to go through the motions. If the ring fell, then so be it. But her coworkers on the same team were nervously cheering them on."Hold on, don't drop it. Just one more and we're done.""Let's go, Team A! You can do it, Team A! The prize depends on the two of you now! Steady!"Inspired by their drive, Calista steeled herself and developed a newfound sense of pride in their teamwork.She nervously aligned her straw with Paul's as they cooperated to shift the keyring from her end to his. The straw was very soft.
With Cade covering Cameron's mouth, there was no chance for her pointed words to offend anyone in the room. His palm was cool to the touch. It was a sensation she disliked. So, she couldn't help but tilt her head.When Cade noticed her movements, he gently stroked her cheek as if he were calming a child who was throwing a tantrum.Victor spent years in a position of authority, giving him an air of unspoken authority. His gaze hardened, and his lips pressed into a firm line as he watched Cade. "Cade, don't jeopardize the long-standing relationship between our families over a woman.""If that's how you see it." Cade glanced at the door. "Aren't you doing the same for a woman?"Victor snorted contemptuously. "How can a cheap girl who was merely adopted be worth anything compared to Mirabelle?""How is my daughter, a Yorksworth, worth any less than yours?" Blaire stood at the doorway as she took in the occupants of the home with her sharp gaze. She had been feeling restless ever sin
Mirabelle frowned. "Excuse me?"As soon as she finished speaking, Cameron walked up to her, grabbed her by her hair, and forcefully bent her over.Cameron held up the guest list Monica had sent her and shoved it in Mirabelle's face. "Call them. Tell them to be there by 3:00 p.m., or else…"She tightened her grip threateningly. "You can kiss this head of hair goodbye."Mirabelle pressed down on her scalp where it had been pulled, her voice distorted with pain when she spoke."Let go, Cameron! Are you out of your mind?""Didn't I tell you not to involve anyone else in our feud?""Can't take it anymore?"Mirabelle endured the pain of turning her head to flash a disdainful sneer at Cameron."This is just the appetizer. If you go against me, you'll eventually crawl out of Capeton with your tail between your legs. I'll call your business partner right now and pin the catastrophic failure of this event on you…"Seeing Mirabelle's condescending expression brought Cameron back to the
The kiss lifted the dark cloud that hung over Cade's mood over the past few days.The next day, as Fabian brought in documents for him to sign, Cade asked, "When is Cameron's show?"Fabian was taken aback for a split second but quickly replied. Fortunately, he was well-prepared and kept track of Cameron's events for the year in advance."Has the invitation been delivered?"Fabian swallowed, almost wanting to laugh to mock Cade. Given Cade's strained relationship with his wife, Cameron would sooner invite a dog than have him around. However, all Fabian could do was revel in Cade's misery in his mind while keeping a businesslike facade."It was probably already delivered. The front desk brought in a stack of mail yesterday. I haven't sorted it out yet."He had already sorted out the mail this morning. Everything had gone straight to the trash."Clear my schedule for the day. Make reservations at a restaurant for a celebratory dinner.""Yes, sir."On the day of the show, Monica
That was obviously an excuse to get Cade out of the picture. Knowing what Mirabelle had done to Cameron in the past, leaving the two of them alone was out of the question. Besides, it wasn't convenient for him to move the car, so he refused without a second thought."Get the attendant—"However, Cameron cut him off before he could finish."Ms. Ackerman is a guest. You should fulfill her requests if she has any."Cade cast her a cold glance. "Shut up." Why should he dance to Mirabelle's tune?Cameron stared at him. "Run along."He gritted his teeth as rage crossed his face. After a brief pause, he sneered and turned to leave. As soon as the door shut behind him, Mirabelle's calm expression slipped. "Did you make me come here just to show off how much you two love each other?""You call that love? I think we have different definitions of what 'love' is then. He's nothing more than…" Cameron's fingers lightly traced the cup's rim as she smirked and said, "A lap dog.""You fu
Cameron crossed her arms over her chest and gave the bouquet in Cade's hands a nonchalant glance."What are you trying to pull, Mr. Carter?""Fabian said it was Women's Day today.""So what?"There was silence all around. The sound of soothing music could be heard through the door. Cade was silent for a while. "We're not getting a divorce, Cameron."It was the same old topic that Cameron had grown too weary of. She turned around and felt for the cigarette box on the table. There was already a layer of cigarette butts in the ashtray next to it. Judging by the color of the lipstick marks, more than half of them were hers.Cade frowned. He clearly disapproved of her smoking but kept himself from stopping her.Smoke curled from between her lips. The flickering embers of the cigarette reflected in her eyes, softening her indifferent gaze. Through the thin haze, Cameron's lips curled into a wide, unrestrained smile. Every time she smiled in this way, it always filled Cade with a
Cade began unbuckling his belt as he spoke. When it came to this sort of thing, men often had a strong sense of competition, especially in the presence of a woman they were interested in."Such a dark atmosphere isn't right for our situation."Cameron didn't like him to begin. In such a dark atmosphere, there was no telling what kind of grotesque creature she might imagine him to be. It would be strange if she felt attraction for him.She leveled a steady stare at him. Cade's shirt was half undone, showing his tense muscles underneath. Under the influence of alcohol, his skin took on a faint reddish hue. There was a heart-pounding tension in the air as if something was about to ignite. Occasionally, his slightly heavy breaths could be heard."You haven't been working out recently, have you?" Cameron asked.Cade was confused.Cameron pressed her hand against his chest, right below his ribs, and gave it a little push. After a moment, she commented, "Your muscles are a little soft
Cade tossed his phone onto the table in frustration when he saw who entered. He pressed his hand against his brow."Leave. You should see Diane for a work uniform.""Are you feeling unwell, Mr. Carter?" Rosalia approached the desk with a glass of milk in hand. "I learned how to give massages. Why don't I…" "Get out."Cade abruptly got to his feet and avoided Rosalia's outstretched hand, causing the milk to spill all over him. He glanced down at his now-stained shirt with a dark expression and pressed his lips tightly together. After a long pause, he asked through clenched teeth, "Did my wife ask you to send this up?" Every syllable was pronounced with the gnashing of teeth.Rosalia froze under his piercing gaze."It really was Mrs. Carter who asked me to bring it to you, sir," she stammered."Leave. From now on, you will not enter my study unless you have permission."Rosalia had come to work as a housekeeper to land herself a wealthy husband. She had even bribed the manager
On the next day, Cameron was discussing the fashion show with Monica when she suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind. "Cammie…" It was Blaire.Although Monica didn't fully know about Cameron's past, she didn't like Blaire at all. What kind of mother wouldn't protect their own child, after all?However, it wasn't appropriate for her to intervene as much even though she was Cameron's close friend. After all, it was Cameron's family matter.Monica stood up with her notebook in hand and said, "Well, I just remembered that there's still a few more invitations to send, so I'll go and take care of that. Let's discuss more about the fashion show later."After saying that, she glanced at Blaire and left without even greeting her.Cameron got up and nodded at Blaire. "Is something the matter?"She thought that her distant attitude last night had made it clear enough that she didn't want any more involvement with the Yorksworth family. She didn't expect that Blaire would come and loo
Cameron pushed the door open. She looked tired as she laid down her bag. As she changed her shoes, she caught sight of the food on the dining table out of the corner of her eye."Diane, didn't I tell you I wasn't coming back for dinner? Why did you make so much food?"Diane glanced upstairs. "It's for Mr. Carter. He hasn't eaten yet."The moment Cade was mentioned, Cameron dropped the topic. She rubbed her sore shoulder as she headed upstairs. "I see.""Madam…" Diane called out hesitantly, looking troubled. "Mr. Carter asked you to call him down for dinner when you got home.""Me? Call him down for dinner?" Cameron stopped in her tracks and turned around in confusion. "Why?""Mr. Carter seems to be upset. Did you two have another fight?""So If he's in a bad mood, I'm supposed to go upstairs and invite him down to eat? Should I also say 'Your meal is ready, my liege!' while I'm at it?" Cameron scoffed. Her sarcastic smirk quickly faded. "He can eat if he wants. If he doesn't,