Fiona snickered. "Simon is still on Balsira Island. I came back early, so don't expect him to rush to your rescue. Besides, I'm just here to talk, not to intimidate you. What are you so afraid of?"Laura couldn't stand the contempt Fiona shot her way. With no choice, she said, "I understand. Just say whatever it is you came to say."With that, she followed Fiona into the café.Once seated, Fiona gave Laura a condescending glance. "Ms. Scott, I have to say, I admire your courage and your shamelessness. I warned you last time, didn't I?"Yet here you are, still hanging on to Simon. It seems like you don't take me seriously at all."Though Laura was nervous at first, she wasn't the type to back down, especially not now. Despite Fiona's biting sarcasm, she calmly replied, "Mrs. Moore, I believe you've spoken to Simon before coming to find me."If he had agreed to end things, you wouldn't be wasting your time here with me. You'd be better off going home and keeping your son in check.
When Fiona noticed Laura's pale face and silence, she assumed Laura had finally come to her senses. Satisfied, Fiona smiled and remarked, "So, you've realized how far out of your league Hailey is, haven't you? A woman like you could never marry Simon. But don't worry. Our family settles its debts."With that, she pulled a check from her bag before adding, "Here's one million dollars. Consider it your compensation. Take the money and keep your mouth shut. "Don't go around telling people about your relationship with Simon. Oh, and sign this confidentiality agreement. Once it's signed, the money is yours."Laura glanced at the agreement Fiona slid across the table. The dense paragraphs made it hard for her to focus on the details.But the gist was clear. Laura was to stay silent about her relationship with Simon. If she slipped and caused him trouble, she'd owe ten times the amount in penalties. So, this one million dollars was hush money.Laura couldn't help but tighten her gri
Michel stared at Laura in disbelief, his gaze reflecting his surprise and confusion. "What are you doing here?" he asked.Laura couldn't believe her luck. Of all the people she could have run into, it had to be him. It turned out Michel was the one in the neighboring unit, indulging in such a shameless act. It seemed like he was everywhere she went, popping up whenever she least expected it.With a look of disdain, she retorted, "If you're allowed to be here, why can't I?"Her words had barely settled when the door to the next apartment opened. A woman stepped out, holding the money Michel had given her earlier. She looked displeased and demanded, "You promised 500 dollars last time! Why is it only 300?"Michel's face turned red with embarrassment. The Jensen family's business was in shambles, and they had already mortgaged everything of value.If it weren't for that, he never would've ended up in a place like this to look for a prostitute. Not wanting to embarrass himself fur
"Madam, it seems Mr. Lance won't be coming home tonight. Perhaps you should rest first?" Martha Zayne kindly spoke upon noticing the still-lit bedroom. A hint of disappointment crossed Jennifer Yale's eyes. Just then, the sound of an engine revving came from the yard. She didn't care to put on her slippers as she rushed to the window to peer outside.Sure enough, it was Maxwell Lance's silver Bentley pulling into the garage.Jennifer took a deep breath, glancing down at her sensual lingerie while her heart pounded like a drum. Despite being married for two years, Maxwell had always slept in the guest room, and he never touched her.She knew their marriage was arranged by Maxwell's grandfather, Robert Lance, and it was not his choice. However, two years had passed. They couldn't possibly continue on like this.Did Maxwell not like her because she was merely an undergraduate with no experience in relationships? Was it because he found her too passive?With these thoughts, Jennifer
Maxwell had completely lost his rationality at this point.Whether it was the food or the drinks at the party earlier, something had gone wrong. Now, driven by desire, he found it difficult to control himself.As he touched the woman on the bed, her soft skin and fragrance aroused him considerably. The innocence in her responses and her helpless sobbing nearly drove him mad!An hour later, the man was finally satisfied and fell asleep. Jennifer felt as though her entire body had been crushed, the pain penetrating deep into her bones.Enduring the soreness in her limbs, she hurriedly got dressed and fled from the pitch-black room. In her haste, she collided with a young woman as she entered the elevator."Sorry."Jennifer's face was deathly pale. She quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the close button.Rachel Walker immediately looked back after exiting the elevator, staring at Jennifer in disbelief before the doors closed.She recognized Jennifer as Maxwell's wife, t
Jennifer looked at him in a panic, choking out, "Hear me out. Yesterday I—""Enough," Maxwell cut her off, his gaze falling on the hickeys on her neckline. It was unmistakably the aftermath of a liaison.His tone remained calm and indifferent as he continued, "It's partly my fault for ignoring you these two years. I don't blame you for what you did. But, Jennifer, the Lance family can't accept a tainted woman as the lady of the house."Jennifer's mind went blank. All her explanations now seemed futile. Anyway, why would he listen to her when the truth was right before his eyes?Besides, even if she could prove that she had been framed by Bridget and Jocelyn, it was still a fact that she was tainted.Jennifer smiled bitterly. "So, are you asking for a divorce?"Maxwell nodded. "I hope you will make it clear to Grandpa that you're the one asking for a divorce. I can offer you a bit of dignity by keeping him in the dark about your infidelity."Jennifer felt her eyes sting with tear
Maxwell arrived home well past 11:00 pm. The villa was eerily quiet, with only a night light switched on in the living room. Jennifer sat on the couch, seemingly waiting for him.As Maxwell took off his coat and loosened his tie, he spoke impatiently, "Didn't we agree on the divorce? I won't shortchange you when it comes to assets. You can rest assured about that."He thought she wanted a larger share of the assets.Jennifer's voice was hoarse when she asked, "Maxwell, did you want a divorce because of that woman?"Maxwell's expression faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He didn't want to hide anything from her, nor did he care to."Yes. I owe it to her. That's something I must do," he admitted frankly.Jennifer chuckled bitterly. "I only discovered today how hypocritical you are. You played the victim, making me feel guilty and pushing me to get a divorce. I bet you were secretly pleased, weren't you? You finally caught me making a blunder, and you're now f
Maxwell had never given her permission to address him as "babe".Just as he was about to reprimand her, Jennifer had already ended the call. Observing Rachel's displeased expression, Jennifer finally broke into a smile of unprecedented satisfaction."Ms. Walker, did you see that?" She shook her phone while saying, "My husband is coming to pick me up. Regardless of who came into his life first, the person he brings back to Lance Manor will always be me!"Then, she stood up and placed two 100-dollar bills on the table. "Enjoy your coffee. It's my treat."Having said that, Jennifer walked out of the cafe. At that moment, the burden that had weighed on her chest for so many days was finally lifted.…Before long, Maxwell's car arrived at the gates of Haven University to pick Jennifer up.Robert had raised him, and he held an eternal respect for Robert. It was for this reason that he personally came to pick Jennifer up, to avoid displeasing Robert.As she got into the car, Maxwell s