Jennifer's eyes watered, but she held her tears back. "Let me clean up first. It's a long story.""Wait, I have something to ask you." Maxwell held onto her wrist, his grip too strong, causing Jennifer to furrow her brows in pain."Last night, the person you saved was Rachel's grandmother. She passed away when she was taken to the hospital. Jennifer, did you already know who she was?"Maxwell's gaze was frigid, filled with suspicion and scrutiny.Jennifer was astounded, her eyes widening in disbelief.That old lady was Rachel's grandmother?And from the way Maxwell was questioning her, it suggested that she had purposely murdered Rachel's grandmother under the guise of saving her, as a form of revenge against Rachel.At that moment, Jennifer felt cold and hopeless. The agony eating up her heart now was worse than being misunderstood and accused by everyone.Letting out a sneer, she didn't answer his question. Instead, she asked, "What do you want? Or rather, what does she want?
Finally, Maxwell and Jennifer arrived at the funeral home.Rachel's grandmother's portrait was placed in the center.Many people were in the funeral home, including the two women who had attacked Jennifer earlier that morning. They were wailing loudly, their behaviors and appearances crude and barbaric, completely different from Rachel's.At one side, Rachel, dressed in black, silently shed tears. She looked absolutely pitiful.Nevertheless, Jennifer looked on indifferently. Even though Rachel's grandmother had passed away, she couldn't muster any sympathy.Maxwell gestured for Jennifer to follow him. He then entered the funeral home and approached Rachel, helping her up."Rach, I brought Jennifer here," Maxwell spoke very gently. "I hope you can accept her apology."Rachel glanced at Jennifer covertly before peering up at him with tearful eyes. She sobbed, "Max, I never thought of competing for anything. Why would your wife be so ruthless? She hates me. That's fine. She can com
Jennifer smiled bitterly. "Would it make a difference if I told you? Just like them, you think I deserve it, don't you?""Jennifer..." Maxwell felt helpless. "Regardless of what happened between us, you are still my wife, at least for now. I won't allow anyone to trample on your dignity!"Jennifer suddenly raised her head, tears shimmering in her eyes. His words unexpectedly warmed her heart and made her feel secure."Drop your kind act," she huffed, but her tone was soft and somewhat coquettish.Maxwell's heart skipped a beat. He looked at her wounds and said, "I wonder what will happen if Grandpa sees that you got hurt."Jennifer let out a chuckle. "Are you afraid that Grandpa will pursue it further, and Rachel will be implicated? You don't want him to vent his anger on her, right?"Maxwell also chuckled softly, saying, "You're too clever for your own good."However, Jennifer didn't want Robert to worry about her either. She glanced at Maxwell and dialed Robert's number."Hey
Jennifer scrolled down the page. As she read the accusations and false information in the article, her hand trembled.She'd never thought that a normal person like her would end up being exposed in public like this.Even though she thought she was mentally strong and generally carefree, she didn't know what to do in the face of the rumors. How was she going to stop them?A while later, her doorbell sounded.Jennifer opened the door to Laura, who was panting. "Jennifer, that article was written to slander you, wasn't it? Did that homewrecker write it? I don't believe you'd do such a thing. I refuse to believe it!"Laura's unwavering trust in her touched Jennifer. She felt like crying.Laura was the first person after her father who believed in her.Maxwell, on the other hand, pitied the villain!In a low voice, Jennifer told Laura about how she had saved the old woman.In the end, she sighed tiredly. "I just didn't expect her to be Rachel's grandmother. Her heart was already fa
Maxwell had been spending the last two days with Rachel and had probably never even thought of her until now. At that thought, Jennifer said coldly, "That has got nothing to do with you. Anyway, I wasn't going to enter through the main entrance. I know a side entrance near my lab that barely anyone knows.""I was right when I called you an idiot," Maxwell said as he fished out his phone. "I told my driver to scout the route for you. Take a look yourself."Jennifer was shocked when she saw the photo.Even the side entrance, where people rarely walked by, was clogged with reporters at the moment."So, why are you here?" Maxwell asked seriously. "Why are you still so bothered about your experiment in this situation?"Dully, Jennifer replied, "My lab rats are about to die, so my classmate reminded me to come feed them.""When did she call you?" Maxwell pressed on."Is that important?" Jennifer gave him an exasperated look.Maxwell did not answer. He called Kurt again and asked him
Jennifer smiled. "What do you want to eat? I'll cook."She wasn't the best cook, but she could whip up something edible with no problem."Anything will do. I'll go and get a shower first."Still smiling dumbly, Jennifer went into the kitchen.Maxwell had been on a business trip. He hadn't been spending time with Rachel at all.Moreover, the first thing he did when he returned was to follow her to Haven University to protect her.Her husband was warming up to her.Once she got the food ready, she went upstairs to get Maxwell.When she got to the door, she heard him talking gently."Rach, are you really okay? You have to eat something," he said. "Your blood sugar is low. You should take better care of yourself."He paused as Rachel spoke on the other end. "It's not you, I know. I know it's your relatives that did this. You're not like them, Rach."I'm sorry I can't be there when you need me the most, but I've been really busy these few days. I also have to deal with this who
"Jennifer…" Maxwell did not push her away. He glanced down at his waist and mumbled, "Watch your hands."Jennifer came back to her senses with a jolt when she realized that her hand was on his groin.Embarrassed, she whipped her hand back quickly and explained, "Sorry, it was an accident."She got up quickly.Maxwell looked amused. He touched his lips thoughtfully, still feeling the lingering warmth.The soft warmth reminded him of that night.Maxwell stopped himself quickly.What was wrong with him? That woman was Rachel, not Jennifer.This was ridiculous.Jennifer avoided his eyes and said in a small voice, "You were the one who pulled me suddenly. I wouldn't have slipped if you hadn't.""I didn't say anything," Maxwell said, pressing his fingers to her lips. "Maybe we should've done this earlier," he said meaningfully.She probably wouldn't have cheated on him if he'd satisfied her properly as her husband.Jennifer stared at him. She didn't understand what he was trying
Maxwell walked over to the door.When he saw Rachel, his expression turned into one of guilt.Rachel stared at him. He had clearly just woken up as well.Had the two of them slept together the night before?No wonder he hadn't gone over to her place last night. That wench, Jennifer, had stopped him.Covering up her negative thoughts, Rachel exclaimed, "Max! What happened? Why are there so many rashes on your arms and neck?"Tears began running down her face. "No wonder you weren't picking up your phone last night. You were sick, weren't you? Why didn't you tell me, Max? Thank goodness I came, or I wouldn't have known!"Maxwell thought she was making too much of a fuss out of this. "I'm fine. It was just an allergic reaction.""An allergic reaction?" Rachel said. "You're only allergic to peppers, so I've always avoided putting peppers in your food. Did you not know that, Ms. Yale?"Jennifer stood at the side, feeling like a stranger in her own home.She had no answer to Rachel
Simon finally looked up from his computer screen and gave Alex a stern look. "Do you not understand what I said, or do you have nothing better to do? Should I assign you more tasks?""No… No need for that! I'll leave now." After being scolded, Alex left the office dejectedly. Britney was still waiting downstairs. Seeing him come out, she rushed up eagerly. "So? How did it go?"Alex scratched his head and forced a smile. "Mr. Moore said… Ms. Scott needs to come in person." Britney sighed, disappointment written all over her face. "I knew it!" Alex was about to console her when she suddenly broke into a bright smile. "Still, coming here today wasn't a total waste. At least I ran into my high school classmate and got your number!"She winked at him playfully and added, "We're both from out of town. So, we've got to look out for each other!"Alex was flustered and nodded. "Of course!""Well, I'll get going then. Let's keep in touch!" Britney shrugged off the rejection. Althou
Britney hesitated but finally gave in. "Fine, I'll give it a try." … With Laura's task weighing heavily on her shoulders, Britney set off for Valor Law Firm solemnly.As expected, it turned out exactly as she had imagined. She was turned away almost immediately.She recalled the last time she had come here with Laura. Back then, Laura had also waited for a long time. Determined to ace the interview, Britney decided to stick around and wait. Surely Simon would meet her, considering how she always supported him and Laura and had even tipped him off before. "Britney!" A voice suddenly called out. Britney turned around and her eyes lit up with surprise. "Alex? What are you doing here?" Britney added, "I had some business here. Wow, you've changed so much since high school! Do you work here? Everyone here looks so formal in their suits.""Yes, I work here." Alex was happy to see a classmate. "Are you here because of some trouble? Do you need a lawyer?"Britney explaine
After leaving Simon's office, Laura headed straight to the studio. The workday had ended when she arrived, and all her colleagues had left. Laura sat at her desk, turned on her computer, and began writing down everything she had seen and heard today. With her fingers furiously typing away, she poured out the full story of Brooks Group's workplace incident. Whether it was out of anger or agitation, the keyboard clattered loudly beneath her hands.In just 20 minutes, she had completed a full article. As she typed the last word, she began to calm down. Looking at the article that was filled with sympathy for Nick's family and criticism of Brooks Group, Laura realized she was betraying her journalistic integrity.She hesitated before deleting the draft. After all, she was a reporter. She shouldn't bring her personal feelings into her work. This article contained too much of her own bias. Such a news piece would be unprofessional. Laura sighed. She checked her phone but ther
Laura had to accept reality. Simon feigned nonchalance. "Wait for me. I have some work to finish, and then I'll take you out for dinner, alright?"Laura sat quietly on the couch nearby, listening to the sound of him typing on his computer. Her heart tightened.Her mind replayed the events of how she and Britney had gone to interview the victim's parents. Their cries echoed in her ears as did Simon's conversation with William. Finally, Laura walked over to him. "The work you're handling... Is it related to Brooks Group?" Simon paused and looked at her. "How do you know about this case?" Laura replied truthfully, "My boss assigned me to interview the victims. I... I just visited the family this afternoon and got back from the countryside not long ago.""I see." Simon didn't think much of it and even teased, "Well, it looks like we might see each other more often now. You could say we're mixing business with pleasure." Laura wasn't in the mood to joke. "Are you going to
But it seemed like Simon was slowly warming up, though Laura couldn't tell if it was just her imagination. Laura tapped Britney on the back of her head. "What are you daydreaming about?"Britney answered solemnly, "I'm worried about you, Laura! Let's check things out at Valor Law Firm tomorrow, okay? After all, each side has its own version of the story. Maybe Mr. Moore will have a completely different explanation tomorrow." Laura felt a sense of unease. When they reached the city center, she got out of the car. "Go back to the studio on your own. I... I need to take a walk." Britney knew Laura was planning to see Simon to clarify things. So, she didn't press the matter and drove off.Laura headed straight to Valor Law Firm. The receptionist saw her and asked, "Do you have an appointment, Ms. Scott? Mr. Moore is currently in a meeting.""It's fine. I'll just wait for him here." Laura had just sat down when she noticed Alex coming in. Alex walked over eagerly. "Are y
Laura spent the entire morning investigating the Brooks Group's construction site incident and the people involved.In the afternoon, she took Britney and visited the victim's family.The family lived in a remote rural area and looked poor. When they heard Laura was a journalist from a well-known studio, the victim's family members broke into tears. "Please, you must stand up for us!"These were ordinary people with no way of beating influential figures. Having someone to speak for them filled them with gratitude. Laura quickly helped the victim's grieving parents to their feet. The deceased worker, Nick Klaus, was only 20 years old. His parents were in their early 40s, yet their hair had turned completely white, and their wrinkles made them look much older.Laura couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness, while Britney looked like she was about to cry from sympathy.The victim's father cried, "Those bastards at Brooks Group are so heartless! It was their fault for not ensuri
Laura sighed to herself. She just needed to coordinate with Simon to get the news. Why did Joseph make it sound like such a difficult task?She promised, "Don't worry, Mr. Zone. Our News Department has coordinated with Valor Law Firm before, and we've done quite a few exclusive interviews with Mr. Moore. This shouldn't be a problem."Joseph smiled. "You're good at keeping work and personal life separate, but I haven't finished yet. The reason we're focusing on this news piece is because the family of the deceased worker is suing Brooks Group for insufficient safety measures. Plus, the workers at the site are agitated. The company is unwilling to pay compensation and hired a lawyer to minimize the settlement. The family of the deceased refuses to accept the proposed 200 thousand dollars as compensation. Both sides are at a stalemate." "200 thousand dollars?" Laura was stunned. "A human life, and they're offering only that little?" Joseph nodded. "Even you're outraged. That's why
"Simon Moore!" Laura had enough and huffed. "I never thought you were so frivolous! I know I can't stop you, nor do I have the right to. But can you leave me out of it? I don't want to watch you guys mess around!" Simon's voice was low and husky. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken you. I thought since Joseph is your superior, it might be good to introduce you two so he would go easier on you at work. I didn't expect to upset you." Laura shot him a gloomy look. "Do you wish I was more like those two hostesses? What did you guys even do after I left?" Simon couldn't help but laugh. Her jealousy pleased him.His tone softened. "I could go to any club if I wanted women like that. Why would I need you?"Laura snorted. "Who knows what you and Joseph used to do together? Only a fool would believe you!"Simon knew that she was just upset. He ruffled her hair and explained, "Joseph wasn't always like this. He was hurt by a woman, and... He became cynical and stubborn after. He's bee
Laura's expression turned unpleasant after hearing the rules. She quickly turned to Simon.Did this mean they always played games like these when Joseph visited? The thought of Simon being with hostesses in her absence disgusted Laura. Joseph chimed in, "Come on, Simon! Let's play a few rounds, then we'll eat! I rarely get to visit Haven City, so you have to party with me until I'm satisfied!" The two hostesses by his side set a pair of dice on the table. They smiled flirtatiously. "Let's just play the dice game. If Mr. Zone loses, we'll take something off. If Mr. Moore loses, then…" Simon cut them off. "Laura doesn't play these kinds of games, and she won't." One of the hostesses rolled her eyes. "Isn't this the most basic game in any club?" Simon's expression darkened. Noticing his mood, Joseph quickly shot the hostess a look, signaling her to stop talking. Then, he tried to lighten the awkward atmosphere with a laugh. "Simon, are you keeping things solid at hom