Cade looked up, and his gaze swept coldly over Fabian. "Is your salary paid by me or her? If you're so worried, why don't you quit and be her secretary instead?"Fabian was flummoxed. Why was Cade acting like he had eaten explosives for breakfast? Was it because Cameron would rather take a cab than get in his car?He blinked mischievously, eager for gossip, and asked, "Mr. Carter, are you sure you don't like Madam? I think Madam would be voted 'Most Beautiful Woman' every year if she was a celebrity."He was implying that Cade had no taste. If Fabian married such a beautiful woman, he would cater to her every whim. Even if he had to go without food and drink, he would gladly save his money and let her spend it. But, apparently, Cameron lived very frugally. Two weeks ago, if someone had told Fabian that the woman named Cameron who struggled with paying the rent on her shop was actually Cade's wife, he would never have believed them.Cade said, "The oleander growing at the side o
Diane was delighted that Cade was asking about Cameron of his own accord. She quickly put on a worried expression. "Madam went upstairs as soon as she got home, and she didn't even have dinner. She looked rather peaky, and she seemed unwell."Cameron had kept her head lowered, and her fringe had covered her face, so Diane hadn't seen the injury on her forehead.Cade frowned slightly but did not say anything else. Diane sneaked a glance at his expression and asked tentatively, "How about if you bring Madam some dinner when you go upstairs later?""If she won't eat unless she has to be requested to do so, then forget it.""Madam has a weak stomach. If she doesn't eat on time, she might get gastritis again. It was so painful for her the last few times that she was in tears—"Cade paused halfway through eating. He cut her off expressionlessly. "She won't starve if she eats one meal less."Diane sighed and went back to the kitchen quietly. Although Cameron had said that she wasn't
Cade could hear the wariness in Cameron's voice. He paused for a moment and smiled carelessly. "What do you think I'm going to do? Rape you?" Cameron said nothing. Cade's humorless smile disappeared, and there was a hint of contempt in his cold voice. "You are ridiculous." There was no emotion in his voice, but his disdain was painfully clear.Cameron was triggered by his haughty and scornful manner. Ever since she had moved into the Carter residence as their adopted daughter when she was 14, this was the look that she had seen in his eyes most frequently. Her expression darkened, and she said icily, "Get out of my sight."But Cade did not even move an inch. "Do you know why this place is called Carter Mansion? It belongs to the Carters, not the Yorksworths." Cameron corrected him. "The deed of this house has my name on it."It hadn't been called Carter Mansion in the past. It was only called that now because Cade lived here.Although she was not the Carters' ideal daughter
The next day, Cameron was woken up by a call from Wilfred, who ordered her to go home.She had switched her phone to silent mode so that she could have a good night's sleep. But when she woke up, her entire screen was filled with missed calls and unread messages. Most of them were from Nerissa and Blaire. Cameron skimmed through them and spotted Wilfred's name.Wilfred was a typical male chauvinist who placed most of his attention on his work. He rarely bothered with affairs at home.If problems between his children were brought to his attention, he would educate them severely with sheer force. He did not have a good relationship with his children, and apart from asking them perfunctorily about how they were whenever they met, he rarely contacted them. Cameron went home after work. The moment she reached the front door, she heard Nerissa crying inside. "Dad, I'm sorry, please don't be angry."Wilfred was a loud man, and he sounded like a lion whenever he got angry. He was v
Nerissa reached out to take his arm, but Cade avoided her. As they kept walking, he asked, "How is Mr. Yorksworth now?""They're still treating him, but Dad has high blood pressure. The doctors warned us not to get him agitated…"Cade walked over to Blaire and comforted her for a while. He asked the doctors about Wilfred's condition. His calm demeanor seemed to reassure everyone, and the panic that they had felt seemed to diminish in his presence. Blaire finally calmed down enough to look at Cameron. She had been standing silently at a distance from them the moment they got to the hospital. She was acting as if none of this had anything to do with her. Blaire was deeply hurt by her callousness, and any remaining guilt that she felt toward Cameron disappeared. She said coldly, "You can leave."She hadn't mentioned any names, and Cameron's thoughts had been wandering. She didn't realize that Blaire was talking to her.Seeing that she didn't react, Blaire raised her voice shri
Cameron had wanted to stay a little longer since she rarely got to come by. However, Cade's appearance paired with his stern expression, reminiscent of a disciplinarian teacher catching a troublesome student, ruined her mood for drinking. She got down from the stool and said irritably, "You've scared everyone away. There's no one left for me to have fun with now."The young model, although not famous, was perceptive enough to recognize that Cade was someone he could not afford to mess with. He slipped away unnoticed while they were talking.As soon as she opened the door, she felt the biting chill of the wind. It seeped through her collar and pants. Cameron shivered from the cold and pulled her coat tighter around herself."Cold?" Cade asked."Yeah."For a moment, Cameron had an absurd thought that Cade would take off his coat and offer it to her. But she quickly realized that she was overthinking it.Cade stared lazily at her and said in a half-mocking, half-sarcastic manner
"Hah." Cade scoffed. "Don't you know basic safety precautions? Even a three-year-old knows better. It's late at night and you're a drunk woman. Yet, you're still thinking about getting into a stranger's car?"Cameron inclined her head. Her narrowed eyes were captivating as she gave him an inscrutable smile."A plain woman like me has nothing to worry about.""If a man is in the mood, it won't matter even if you're ugly. Some don't even care about the species. Being born beautiful might make it easier to attract men, but it doesn't mean they only go after beautiful women.""Many aren't picky. Don't go challenging a man's base nature with your stupidity," Cade said.Silence befell the car as Cade finished speaking. Only the soft whirrs of the engine and air conditioning filled the space.Cameron silently stared out the window. Her desolation and loneliness were magnified by the darkness of the night. She unconsciously pressed the power button on the phone in her hand. With every
"I met a girl I got along well with while I was at a show abroad. She gave this to me," Monica explained.Cameron was behind the wheel. "You can go ahead. If you get lonely, go get yourself a guy to go with you."If she went to the party, Monica's wish to amaze everyone with her dress would be dashed. No one would approach her to ask about it. Monica looked conflicted."I don't want to hear about unhealthy stuff like that. I want to focus on my career. Men are troublesome creatures who will only hinder my progress in making money."Back in high school, she bore witness to a scumbag cheating her best friend out of her money and love. She couldn't bear the blow and ended up jumping out of the dorm's window. Her body was bent in odd shapes with blood and brain matter smeared all over the place. She died on the spot.Since then, she gave up on love and devoted herself completely to her studies. She even made a vow to never marry or have children."Also, I'm not just asking you to att
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,