Henry tried to put down his wife's unrealistic ideas. "Wouldn't that be too much?" Anyway, if he encountered such a situation, he wouldn't feel surprised at all. He would only feel embarrassed. He couldn't even go out with peace of mind. Henry had tried his best to save Lucian from the embarrassment. "You don't understand. Young people like to make grand gestures. Calista and Lucian are so good-looking. They are much better than those models and celebrities these days. Even those people can appear on TV every day. Calista should have the same treatment." Henry answered, "As long as it's yours, even a pig would look better than others." Selena proudly quipped, "That's right, Lucian is indeed better than others. Luckily, I raised him well." Henry was speechless for a moment. "I say 'pig,' and you say 'Lucian.' Do you think he's a pig, or do you not understand my metaphor?" "He's not much better compared to a pig. At least pigs have brains. Otherwise, why would Calista
Lucian grabbed its body. At this critical moment, instinct took over, and he had no time to find its weak points. Selena hid behind him, and the snake's wide-open mouth bit down on his leg. Lucian forcefully shook his leg, throwing the snake outside, and it landed heavily on the ground. Selena's scream alerted the bodyguards outside, and the snake was quickly removed. Lucian wore a cold expression, his gaze sharp as he stared at the people lined up in the living room. "Why wasn't the package inspected before bringing it in?" "Madam said there was no need to check." Selena didn't often shop online, and she received very few deliveries, perhaps one or two a month. It had been so long without any issues that they had become lax. Lucian clenched his teeth, his eyes sharp. "From now on, everything entering the main house must be inspected. Macy, assist Madam back to her room to rest." Selena wasn't the fearless type, and with her heart condition, she had turned pale from the s
Calista bent over and bound his thighs with gauze. She was completely focused on her task, and Lucian couldn't see her face, only her dark strands of hair. The wound was near the base of his thighs. He had to lift part of his underwear to see it. There were two bite marks, still oozing blood, red and swollen. "The blood coming out seems usual. Does that mean the snake wasn't venomous?" "Not necessarily. You can't determine if the snake is venomous based on that." She looked up. They were inches apart. Lucian could even see his face in her eyes at that moment. His breathing involuntarily quickened, and he raised his hand to touch her face. Calista's skin was fair and soft, and a slight touch could leave an impression. The atmosphere became very intimate. Just as Lucian's fingers were about to make contact, Calista's voice interrupted, pulling him away from his thoughts into the cold reality. "You're holding up your underwear. Why are you trying to touch my face?" Lucian
Hugo had just managed to send Lucian, that troublemaker, away after a lot of effort, and he was seething with anger. He asked, "Who got bitten by a snake? Lucian?" Calista didn’t know what to say. He sounded as if he was boasting. What was going on? Hugo probably realized he was being too crude, which wasn't appropriate since he was older. He cleared his throat and asked, "So, how is he doing now?" "Now, he can only stay in bed to recover," Calista got straight to the point. "Yesterday, it was sulfuric acid. Today, it was a venomous snake. Tomorrow, you might receive an invitation to my funeral." Hugo asked, "You're saying the snake was sent in a delivery box to Lucian?" Lucian might have deserved it if he got bitten because of his carelessness. "It was sent to the Stansend Manor. I don’t know who was the recipient, but since they sent it to the house, it's either his mother or his father." She recounted the key details of the incident. Hugo frowned, finding this situ
Calista dripped a few drops of perfume into the bathtub, listening to music while taking a bath. In the middle of it, Vivian sent her a message, inviting her to go shopping tomorrow. She glanced at the message and immediately blocked the number. She truly admired Vivian's audacity. She was willing to involve her father just to achieve her goals. Vivian had left the museum earlier looking upset, and within a few hours, she acted as if nothing had happened and invited her to go shopping.After finishing her bath, Calista dried her hair and applied moisturizing lotion. Selena prepared the nightgown she wore in Stansend Manor. It was designed to be alluring, seemingly not revealing, with all the right places covered, yet exposing.It was tantalizing and leaving much to the imagination. When Calista wore this outfit to go out, Lucian instantly felt himself getting aroused.His arousal was intense. The kind of arousal that made life seem unbearable. Although controlling himself in
He forced two words out, "Black Mamba." It was the only thing he could think of right now: a snake similar to the rat snake. Paul said, "You're quite lucky to be bitten by this snake, which is as famous as the Gaboon Viper. But isn't this snake supposed to be native overseas? How did it come to Capeton?" "I can’t explain the details." He felt hopeless and spat, "I'm hanging up." "Then rest well. Cade and I will come to see you tomorrow." After saying this, Paul bid Calista goodnight and hung up. Calista held her phone and looked down at him coldly. "What kind of snake was that?" It seemed he couldn't get away with not telling the truth about this.In a small voice, he said, "A rat snake." Calista looked it up online and chuckled coldly after seeing the description, "It shouldn't have bitten your leg." For the first time, he instantly understood her meaning. He didn't expect that this was the reason. Seeing Calista turn and walk towards the couch, he didn't dare t
On the second day, it was the weekend. Calista woke up naturally, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she felt something was off. She was being held in someone's arms, her back pressed against a warm embrace, with a man's arm around her waist. She was in a state where her body was awake, but her mind was still in a daze, so she didn't react immediately. She stared out the window for a while until something pressed against her lower back, and that's when she fully woke up. "Lucian, when did you sneak into bed?" she asked. "This morning," Lucian’s voice was husky from just waking up, sounding seductive. He continued, "The sofa was too small, and I fell off it." Calista didn’t respond. The sofa was just right for her but slightly small for Lucian. She was angry at him for lying, but after a night and his explanation, her anger had worn off. She was still concerned to hear he was in pain. Lucian answered honestly, "It hurts. Why don’t you take a look? Otherwise, you might
Macy had just delivered breakfast, and Lucian came downstairs. The slight injury on his leg didn't bother him as he walked without any limp, just a bit slower than usual, giving off an air of nonchalance. He sat at the dining table, drinking water, and asked, "Are we going back to Everglade Manor later?" "I have to work overtime." On Monday, there was a free appraisal event at the city museum. She was one of the invited appraisers, helping private collectors authenticate artifacts and teach them how to preserve them better.In the afternoon, everyone would have a meeting and have dinner together later. Lucian's face immediately fell, "It’s a weekend." "So that's why it's called overtime." After a moment of silence, Lucian asked, "How about having dinner together tonight?" "I can't. We have already made plans to have dinner with the seniors of the industry tonight. It's a matter of social obligation in our field. Even though I have more experience restoring artifacts, I'm