What did it matter to Yara if Timothy drank or not? It was none of her business.Despite her thoughts on the matter, it didn't escape her that she was there as eye candy. She kept a gentle smile no matter how they teased her.She spoke so softly that her words were easily drowned out by the music."Your girlfriend is so nice, Timothy."Timothy glanced at Yara."She's not my girlfriend. 'M still trying to pursue her, but haven't succeeded yet."The comment sparked many bitter sentiments from the women who had wanted to date him."Didn't the monitor say we were only allowed to bring family members? Why did you bring her here when she's not your girlfriend? Are you trying to make things official while under the influence? If I knew you preferred your women gentle, I would've kept my voice soft. It might've heightened my chances with you."Yara rolled her eyes while the spotlight was not on her. Not even the most bitter of lemons could compare to how bitter they were acting. Timoth
The Northwood Corporation's management offices were all well-soundproofed. But, Calista could still hear the commotion while standing by the door.It indicated that things were quite serious. There was possibly an argument happening inside.Henry had been admitted to the hospital the night before due to high blood pressure. The doctor had wanted to keep him under observation for two more days.But, Macy sent a message saying that he had forcibly gotten himself discharged early this morning. The doctor had emphasized that he should avoid being too emotionally agitated.He couldn't stay up late or engage in high-intensity work. She turned to Adam."Who did you say was inside?""The deputy manager from the project department. He's the one responsible for everything that had gone awry with the project. It almost caused it to end prematurely," David said.Calista frowned and knocked on the door. The disturbance inside came to a stop. Seconds later, the closed door swung open.Someon
Calista suddenly recalled what happened yesterday morning. She had thought Lucian was just casually mentioning it, never expecting he'd told Henry and was already planning it. Seeing her visibly stunned, Henry instantly realized Lucian hadn't mentioned this to her and smirked."He's a good guy, just a bit naive." David was completely clueless, took a while to process, and remarked, "Mr. Baker is a trustworthy man. If I had a daughter, I'd want him to be my son-in-law." Calista replied, "With your current relationship status, Paul might be a grandfather by the time you have a daughter."David retorted, "Madam Calista, that's a personal attack! I've been working overtime all this time, sleeping later than dogs and waking up earlier than roosters. I don't have time for blind dates." "Is that so? Seems like you have plenty of time for gossip." David didn't know what to say. Calista couldn't go to a public hospital due to her fake pregnancy, so she went to a private one. In
The nurse approached and immediately noticed the bloodstains on the sheets. Her brow furrowed in concern, and she asked, "Why is there so much blood? Are you feeling unwell? I'll call the doctor." Calista couldn't even get a word in as the nurse hurried off.As she left, she ordered Hector, "You're the patient's boyfriend, right? Go to the store downstairs and buy sanitary pads and underwear."Calista was speechless. Calista lifted her head and buried her face in her hands. This was a socially awkward situation, one that couldn't be salvaged. She couldn't stop Hector because she genuinely needed those items now. She couldn't just stand there waiting for someone else to come. "Also, get me a towel. I ... I want to take a bath."Hector felt awkward. Although he was tough, he had only experienced physical combat.He never had a girlfriend and wasn't experienced with a woman's period. Let alone this sudden situation after a miscarriage. "Okay, anything else you need? I'll get
"It's you!" Calista was somewhat surprised, but she had to admit that she breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing Lucian coming in with her items. She didn't want to experience this awkward scenario again, especially with Hector. Lucian felt a pang in his heart when he saw her expression. "Were you expecting Hector?"His voice was low, and Calista couldn't quite hear his words, let alone realize he was upset. In her current state, she didn't care to ask further. She rushed directly to him, snatched the things from Lucian's hands, and dashed into the bathroom, leaving him standing alone, sulking. Calista comfortably took a shower and, upon leaving, encountered a nurse doing rounds. She suspected the nurse's frequent checks were due to the hospital having too few patients, leaving them rather bored.Not only had she taken a shower, but she also washed her hair, which hung wetly over her shoulders, continuously dripping water. The nurse scolded her, "Where's your boyf
Calista thought that Lucian was saying that it might be suspicious for her to be walking around right after she lost a child. "I'm just going down for a meal. I'll wear something thick. They won't suspect anything." Her lower back was sore, and she couldn't massage it, so she wanted to take a walk. Lucian wanted to stop her but decided against it, faced with her expectant gaze. "Just have a meal and come back up." "Okay." Calista nodded quickly. She was still wearing the outfit from this morning. Fortunately, Ethan stopped her just after she had arrived, and she hadn't even had a chance to remove her coat. Otherwise, she couldn't go out in this cold weather.Lucian took the coat hanging on the hanger and draped it over her. He wore a knee-length coat that almost covered her ankles, wrapping Calista tightly. Few patients were in the private hospital, and few nurses were on duty at night. Calista lowered her head, almost burying the lower half of her face in her clothes, a
The entrance of the clinic had a 24-hour fast food restaurant. Although Calista wore thick clothing, her exposed hands were frozen like ice. She ordered a burger and asked Lucian, "What would you like to eat?" Lucian was busy replying to his messages. "Same as you."Calista then ordered a burger for him and asked, "Won't Cade's emotions affect his work-life balance? The preliminary phase of Northwood Corporation's project hasn't been completed yet. If he quits, won't it be very troublesome later on?" "I don't know," Lucian replied.He didn't want to bring up Cade in front of Calista, fearing that she might become interested, and insist on him introducing Cameron to her. He was not responding to Cade's messages but to Christina's.Lucian replied, "Go bother Hector. Don't leave him alone before he returns to the military." Christina asked, "Were you kidnapped? If so, send me a SOS." Lucian answered, "This is one of the conditions for helping you regain the company."Chris
His voice was deafening. Christina covered her ears, frowned, and shouted at him, "Why are you so loud? I'm still sick. Didn't the doctor advise treating people with brain issues gently?" She couldn't help but roll her eyes. If Hector hadn't coveted a taken woman, she wouldn't have been forced to do this. Christina glanced at the messy, half-finished projects on the table and scratched her head in annoyance. She had orders to catch up on these days and didn't have time to bother him. But annoying as it was, she still had to rely on Lucian to help her take back the company. She couldn't afford to offend Hector either. If she angered Hector and got kicked out, the scumbag and the wicked woman would immediately find her. She would rather throw away what they wanted than give it to them.Hector looked fierce at the moment, making Christina feel a bit guilty. "I was just asking, do you have to get mad?" Hector frowned, looking at Christina, who was slightly leaning. "Stand
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,