Laura stared at Simon in astonishment. Though his words were calm and devoid of profanity, she felt her face flush with humiliation. It was as if someone had slapped her several times.Not only did Simon accuse Harry of being a thief, but he also treated Laura as such. She lightly clenched her fists and asked with her head down, "Then I'll head back and wait for you. Could you send me a message when you're free?"Simon chuckled upon hearing that, his demeanor calm yet frosty. "Ms. Scott, it looks like you've never asked for a favor before. The most crucial aspect of begging is sincerity."Laura caught on to his meaning immediately. With her fists held gently, she humbly answered, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside the law firm."And so, she stood in the biting winter winds, clad in only a thin jacket.Simon, on the other hand, sat comfortably in his well-heated office. He meticulously attended to his tasks, seemingly completely forgetting about the woman waiting outside.After th
Simon's residence was a spacious apartment in the neighborhood. It boasted the best view and location, spanning over two thousand square feet. Though not as grand as a villa, its opulent interior reflected his modesty and attention to detail. However, Laura could not understand why he had brought her here. She suddenly recalled his proposal from long ago, suggesting she become his lover. This memory only intensified her anxiety.Simon entered the house, took off his coat, walked to the dining table, and poured himself a glass of water. As expected, he only poured himself a drink and paid her no mind.Laura stood awkwardly by the doorway, anxiously watching him. Simon sat on the couch and asked with a frown, "Ms. Scott, are you going to stand there and talk business with me?""My shoes are dirty. I'm afraid of soiling your floor," Laura replied in a low voice. Simon took a sip of water before saying indifferently, "There are slippers in the shoe cabinet."After changing her sh
No one could fathom Laura's despair at that moment. She even felt that she had depleted every ounce of dignity she possessed in this lifetime. From now on, it seemed only humiliation remained.Simon's lips curled into an icy smile. Laura's reaction was exactly as he had predicted. He turned around, gripped her chin with one hand, and uttered with a smirk, "But I don't like getting involved with someone who's already had previous partners."Didn't you say you had a fiancé? I'm a clean freak, you know."Laura immediately understood what he meant. Her cheeks burned hotter, tinged with embarrassment. She bit her lip and replied in a voice barely louder than a whisper, "He… We haven't slept together."Simon did not believe her. After all, Michel and Laura had been together for many years. Moreover, she did not seem as conservative as Jennifer.So, he refused to believe that nothing had happened between them. With that in mind, Simon felt inexplicably irritated.He suddenly lowered h
Even after how Simon treated Laura the previous night, she no longer cared. After all, it was her decision to approach him, and she willingly agreed to it. "Thank you, Mr. Moore. I'll wait for your update."Laura politely nodded to Simon, hurriedly dressed, and walked to the door. However, he stopped her, asking, "Where are you going?"Laura froze momentarily, looking at him in puzzlement. She had already slept with him. What more did he want?It seemed that Simon noticed her confusion. His lips curled into a faint smile as he calmly said, "Ms. Scott, from now on, I expect you to be at my beck and call. "Don't keep me waiting, and don't do anything that would upset me. Do you understand?"Laura was taken aback. Though he was being cryptic, the implication was clear. He wanted her to be his lover and to please him. On top of that, he did not specify how long it would go on. But now, to save her father, she had no other options. So, she nodded obediently and answered, "I unders
So this was the man Laura had loved for almost a decade. It turned out Michel could treat other women even better than he'd treated her.As Laura observed them, tears began to flow uncontrollably down her cheeks.Suddenly, Michel turned around and locked eyes with her. Laura immediately lowered her head, unwilling to reveal her vulnerability. Yet, a gloom clouded over Sabrina's eyes as she approached Laura step by step. She looked haughtily at Laura, her words cutting her mercilessly."Laura, do you have no shame? Mic doesn't love you anymore. Do you really think shedding tears will make him leave me for you? Don't be naive! Right now, you're nothing more than a stray!"Clenching her teeth in hatred, Laura retorted, "Since he could use me for his own gain and harm my father, he could easily do the same to your family in the future! "By then, the Fletchers would be ruined. If you don't believe me, just wait and see!"Right then, Michel stood by Sabrina's side and admonished, "L
By then, Laura's makeup was already done. She looked stunning as ever and exuded an air of elegance.In the face of Sabrina's insults, she suppressed her emotions, rose, and walked to the rack. "I'm wearing this tonight," she declared, lifting her chin. As she spoke, Laura pointed to a blue haute couture gown. It was the most expensive piece in the store. At that sight, Sabrina was displeased. She immediately shoved Laura aside and insisted, "I want this too!"Caught between the two women, the shop assistant cautiously uttered, "Ms. Scott, Ms. Fletcher, there's only one of this gown. Could you—"Sabrina shot the shop assistant a look and snapped, "The Scott family is bankrupt. Are you blind? Can't you see she's just putting on airs here?""I chose this gown first. Ms. Fletcher, do you have a habit of snatching things from people? First men, now clothes?" Laura calmly responded. Right away, Sabrina's face fell, rendered speechless by her. She immediately called Michel for he
How could this man, who was allegedly Laura's boyfriend, appear much more mature and sophisticated than Michel? What right did she have? Besides, Michel had just dumped Laura, so how did she manage to find such an outstanding man so quickly?Fuming, Sabrina shot Michel a look, signaling him to secure the dress for her. But before she knew it, Simon had taken the dress and held it up against Laura. Then, he asked Michel, "Mr. Jensen, you don't mind, do you?""My apologies, Mr. Moore. I didn't know Ms. Scott was with you. Since she likes this gown, she can have it," Michel responded with a strained smile.Simon nodded lightly and said to Laura, "Hurry to the fitting room and change into the gown. We're running late."With the gown in hand, Laura hurried to the fitting room. Yet, her mind was filled with questions. Why did Michel seem to be afraid of Simon? And how did Simon know Michel's last name? Did they know each other?Laura dared not keep Simon waiting outside, so she di
Michel felt his chest tighten with anger and spat, "You're a lawyer—you're always so eloquent. I can't win an argument with you. But don't tell me you like Laura and that you planned to break us up in the beginning!""Mr. Jensen, have you lost your mind?" Simon appeared to be amused. Regardless, his tone was icy. "Was it me who tore you and Laura apart? "How many women did you sleep with in the three years you were abroad? Have you counted? As for your breakup with her, it was your choice."Having said his piece, Simon did not want to argue any further. As he was leaving, Michel uttered bitterly, "Mr. Moore, if Laura finds out you were the one who destroyed her family, she'll never forgive you!"Simon's eyes turned cold as if a thin layer of frost had settled over them. His piercing gaze bore into Michel like daggers. "Mr. Jensen, you should appreciate what you have now. The less you talk, the more you gain. Otherwise, you might find yourself in the same predicament as Harry som