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
The words "living separately" squeezed Calista's heart. It was a sad and painful feeling. She could count how many times Lucian came back to Everglade Manor after they got married. It was no different from living separately."There are only three months left. I don't see the point in living together." He stared at her for a few moments. Then, he smirked. "I decide if it's pointless or not. Ask David for a two-hour break today. Bring your luggage back to the manor." "I—" A knock on the door interrupted her. David was outside. He reminded Lucian, "Mr. Northwood, the meeting will start soon."Lucian buttoned up his sleeves. "Get out."Calista remained unfazed. "Lucian Northwood, I am not going back.""You keep saying the same thing over and over." This wasn't the first time they had fought. So, he was unbothered. It wasn't the first time she had moved out, either. But it usually took her a few days before she returned. She knew he wasn't buying it and thought it was a waste of t
Calista was using Lucian's credit card. She thought it would be a waste to use her money to stay at a hotel.She called Yara to ask for her address. Then, she drove there. Jonathan followed her the entire way, but she ignored him.An ornament scratched her hand as she took her luggage out of the car. It was bleeding, but fortunately, it wasn't serious.Yara lived on the 17th floor. She was expecting Calista, so she left the door slightly open. She was momentarily stunned when Calista brought her luggage into the house. Calista hadn't mentioned it over the phone. Yara thought Calista looked like she had run away from home.She skipped putting on her face mask as she helped Calista with the luggage. "You should've told me about your luggage. I could've waited for you downstairs …"Then, she said, "You have a scratch. What happened?" Yara was worried and wanted to get a medical kit. But Calista stopped her. "It's fine. It'll heal in no time.""You spent so much money taking care of y