Cade pursed his lips as he gazed sullenly at her, unmoving.Cameron added nonchalantly, "Don't worry. I won't hit her. We're just going to chat. If you're that concerned, you can stay and watch."Then, she tilted her head to glance inside the room, locking eyes with Mirabelle. "But I'm not sure if your precious sweetheart would want that."Cade frowned in frustration. He didn't like that he was being lumped together with Mirabelle. Also, what did she mean by "precious sweetheart"?With a grim expression, he explained, "It's not that I'm worried you'll hit her…"But the impatience on Cameron's face made it clear she didn't care what he thought. All she cared about was when he would leave. Cade swallowed the rest of his sentence with a bitter gulp.He ground his teeth together in frustration, then turned and left with no hesitation. Fabian, who was happily watching it all go down, hurried to follow."Are you just going to leave, Mr. Carter? What if Madam Cameron gets pushed around
Monica seemed touched as she stared at Cameron with sparkling eyes. "You've endured so much for our store."She had wondered how Cameron was going to find someone who could make Mr. Benson change his mind in one evening. She worried that time might be too short for any negotiations to take place. But now, she realized that the time was actually meant for Mr. Benson to sober up.Cameron knew Monica had misunderstood, but she couldn't be bothered to correct the mix-up. Just as she was about to drag Monica away, Fabian suddenly came back into the picture."I've checked the room, Mr. Carter. I can guarantee that not a single hair on Madam Cameron's head was harmed."Instantly, the atmosphere grew awkward. Cade shot him a glance, his expression sullen."Do you ever stop talking?""My apologies, Mr. Carter. That was out of line." Fabian quickly admitted to his mistake before asking, "But, have you told Madam Cameron?"Silence was his only answer."You're not going to win any girl's
The man thought Cameron was upset, seeing that she did not respond. However, he was an outsider, so he wasn't in any place to comfort her.He kept shifting around his seat nervously and said, "If you truly like him, then you should go after him boldly. "Testing him out like this would only drive him further away. Not all men may like this approach, but most men wouldn't be able to resist it. Trust me, I know."Cameron turned around and replied calmly, "Sure. I trust you. Go on now."Cameron wasn't trying to find out whether Cade liked her. She just wanted to confirm whether she could work with the Bark family. But now, it seemed as if that was impossible.Richard Elsing turned his head, one hand gripping the back of his seat as he leaned toward Cameron. Youthful energy radiated from his sharp, confident expression, adding to his undeniable charm."Such a two-timing, indecisive scumbag isn't worth your attention, my lady. Why not give me a chance instead?"He flexed his arm, sho
Cameron told him the truth. "He's one of my juniors from college."Cade pursed his lips. "He likes you?"The way Richard looked at Cameron was obviously off."Yeah."Cade fell silent. Cameron's straightforward answer left Cade unsure how to respond. He felt a surge of frustration building up in his chest. Only after a while did he finally say, "I didn't know feminine boys were your type."Knowing Cameron, it was difficult to tell whether she liked someone. However, it was clear that she seemed more tolerant of Richard than anyone else.As humiliating as it was to admit, Cade knew that if he acted prideful, Cameron would probably make him feel cheated on without any hesitation.Cameron looked at Cade and said in a serious tone, "He's not feminine, he's just a bit young, so his jawline isn't as sharp as yours. Also, it's not noble to speak ill of others behind their backs, Mr. Carter."The way Cameron uttered "Mr. Carter" carried a mocking tone.Cade smiled coldly. "He's young
Cameron replied, "Did I ever say that I was a good person?"She tilted her head slightly as she smiled. Her damp hair gathered to one side.From Cade's perspective, the first thing he noticed was her slender neck and collarbone, with large areas of her fair skin exposed, speckled with a few water droplets from her wet hair.He felt a searing, intense emotion rising in his chest. This was Cameron's room, so it was filled with her scent. Cade subconsciously clenched his fists.The effects of the alcohol finally hit him, overwhelming his senses and making his head feel heavy and muddled.Cameron pulled open the door and gestured in a "see-you-out" motion. "I'm not one to force myself to please others, so we can discuss about our relationship when you decide to get rid of Mirabelle."Cade responded, "Can't it be something else?""Like what?" Cameron's gaze lingered on him as if she was inspecting an item for sale. "Is there anything about you that could spark my interest?"Her wor
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,
"Oh, Paul, take me.""Calista Everhart, look at me. Who am I?" The lights were switched on. Calista's eyes widened the moment she recognized the man's face. "Lucian Northwood? What are you doing here!"Lucian held her chin with a cold expression. "If you dare to send yourself to my bed, you should know I'm not easy to deal with." "It's not what you think. I was wrong …" She tried to free herself, but it was too late. Agonizing pain consumed her the entire night. After the deed, Lucian tossed a credit card at her. But she slapped him across the face. He licked the corner of his lips and sneered. "Isn't this what you came for?"His words destroyed her, but there was no turning back now. "Lucian Northwood, I don't want money. I want you to marry me!"Three years later. Calista was watching the entertainment news at Everglade Manor. The report covered a dancer named Lily Scott, who accidentally fell off the stage. The scene was a mess. A man in a suit walked through the crowd with
"Calista Everhart, what do you mean by this? A divorce agreement?"Calista woke up as soon as she heard Lucian's voice. "Literally, a divorce."He smiled coldly. "Before you go to work, come to my office and take this trash away. I want you to be at Everglade Manor at 8 pm. Bring your luggage too." She sneered. "Lucian Northwood, are you—"Before she questioned his sanity, she suddenly understood why he was contacting her."You don't have to worry about Lily being called a homewrecker. The only people who know about our marriage are our parents and close friends. "To the outsiders, you're still the good guy willing to fully support your girlfriend's career and suffer the loneliness. Now that your sacrifice has borne fruit, everyone is happy for you." Pictures of Lucian sending Lily to the hospital had been taken and released last night. And now, Calista was bringing up a divorce. Lily would take the blame as the homewrecker if words got out.When Calista finished, she realized that