Matthew spent the day in his villa, and by the next morning, he finished sorting out the matter at the hospital. Those who knew about Lucy’s rescue were silenced with money. Matthew even placed spies around their living areas to ensure that no information about his wife would be leaked.Next on his agenda, Matthew called his butler, who promptly arrived. His butler was shocked to see his master in such a desolate state.“Sir, what happened to you?”Matthew shook his head with his reddened eyes. “Prepare a coffin. I’m going to bring my wife home.“Notify everyone to attend Mrs. Leon’s funeral in seven days.”The butler could not digest the information, and he was left bewildered. Lucy was fine just a few days ago. How did she suddenly pass away? Seeing Matthew’s red eyes and sensing the despair and madness emanating from him, the butler wisely held back his words. He also decided that he would inform Gabriella later.It was not out of fear that Matthew would take his own life bu
With all the information on Spades in front of him, Matthew was feeling lost on where to start until he heard the doorbell ring.Frowning, he approached the door. When he checked the security camera, he felt annoyed. Why was she here? He was exhausted after spending the whole day acting, so he did not want to see anyone right now.He clicked on the intercom and said to the woman at the door, “Go back. You’re not welcome here.”Perhaps it was because she was in a good mood, but Gabriella replied in a gentle tone, “I came here because I'm worried about you, Matt. Can you be a good boy and open the door for your mother?”Matthew furrowed his brows but eventually opened the door for his mother. He wanted to see what tricks that woman had up her sleeve.Gabriella was dressed elegantly in red as she gracefully entered the living room. Matthew frowned upon seeing her outfit. He had just lost his wife, yet her mother still had the audacity to dress like that.What was she trying to imply
Matthew could not help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. It turned out that this was the plan all along. No wonder his mother was so eager to set him up on blind dates.She was hoping to manipulate the next generation of Leon Corporation by getting close to her grandchild. That way, she could regain control of the company.If Matthew had been cold before, his entire body was exuding a murderous aura now. His eyes were like glaciers, with traces of blood vessels still visible.In a menacing tone, he said to Gabriella, “Considering you’re the one who gave birth to me, I’ll pretend I never heard what you said to me today. But if you ever bring this up again, don’t blame me for what I’ll do.”Gabriella’s pupils constricted. She could tell from Matthew's tone that he was being serious. If she really pushed him, he might do something to her.She remained silent, temporarily setting this agenda aside. It seemed like Matthew still had some feelings for Lucy even though she was already
Matthew ignored everyone else’s remarks and focused on the task at hand. While working, his mind started to wander.The driver should have taken Lucy to the airport by now. Matthew would have sent her off if he could, but he could not leave.Matthew felt a tinge of regret, but he suppressed his emotions and concentrated on his work.…Meanwhile, Lucy had already boarded the plane to Charleston. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat as if she sensed something. She anxiously tugged at the hem of Cillian’s sleeve, and he turned to look at her.“What’s wrong? Is something bothering you?” he asked Lucy with concern.Lucy shook her head, but Cillian knew her well. After a moment of silence, he sighed.“If there’s something you want to say, just say it. I’m not a mind reader, so I can’t guess what’s on your mind. If you don’t tell me, I can’t help you.”After hearing his words, Lucy finally mustered the courage to tell him, “Can I call Matthew before we take off? I don’t know why, but I
Matthew was taken aback by Lucy’s words. “Is it that obvious that I’m not happy?”Perhaps it was his surprise that caught Lucy’s attention, but she promptly shook her head. “I don’t know why, but I can just sense that you’re not happy. Matt, smile a little.”Hearing his wife call him ‘Matt’, Matthew could not possibly turn her down. Instantly, all his frustration and longing vanished. A genuine smile appeared on his face.Somehow, the smile made Matthew’s already handsome face even more radiant. Lucy was too shy to even look at him.She patted her flushed face, not daring to look at Matthew again. She hastily said, “The plane is about to take off, so let’s leave it at that. I’ll hang up now.”“Wait a min—”Before Matthew could even stop her, the screen froze after Lucy swiftly ended the call.Reluctant to see her leave, he said to himself, “I want to talk to you a bit more.”However, the call had already been disconnected, and his wife probably would not answer if he called her
After three silent minutes, Chelsea turned away from Lucy’s coffin.Everyone there knew that Chelsea was Lucy’s best friend. When they saw her leaving the coffin without even showing the slightest hint of reluctance, they started feeling disdainful.What kind of person was she? Her best friend had just passed away, but she only mourned for three minutes. It was like Lucy was just a stranger to her. It seemed like Lucy did not have a good eye for people.Just as they were thinking this, the next scene proved them very wrong.Chelsea did not leave the funeral after stepping away from the coffin. Instead, she walked up to Matthew.She did not say a word at first, but after her silence, she slapped Matthew across the face.Matthew was caught off guard by her action. He understood why she slapped him, so he remained silent.Chelsea took his silence for guilt, and she said, “You despicable man! I entrusted you with Lulu. Why didn’t you protect her?”Matthew remained silent. Could he
When Hugh saw Chelsea’s unresponsive state, he sensed that something was wrong.Chelsea was a kind-hearted woman. Even if someone she barely knew was going through a hard time, she would feel sad for them for a long time.Today was her best friend's funeral, so there was no doubt that it had taken a huge toll on her. Seeing Chelsea’s vacant eyes, Hugh gritted his teeth.He said to Matthew, “I’m sorry, but I’ll have to take Chelsea back with me.”Without paying attention to the others present, he carried Chelsea to his Bentley and drove away.Everyone was surprised to see Hugh there.“Wait a minute, that’s…”“Isn’t that the CEO of the top eighth company in the world?”“I heard that he didn’t want to inherit the family business when he was younger, so he went out and started his own company from scratch. Now, that company is ranked in the top 50 globally.”“Is Ms. King his girlfriend?”The crowd let out low murmurs in disbelief. What was with these two best friends? Both of the
Lucy found herself in a disconcerting darkness. She knew she was asleep, but her mind was wide awake. Yet, her eyes refused to open as if she had lost control of her body while seated on the plane.A sense of fear surged within her, and she thought to herself, ‘Wake up! I don’t want to be trapped in the dark. It’s too scary, and there’s nothing in here, just me.’She was crying for help in her heart, and the physical manifestation of her distress was the two teardrops that trickled down from the corner of her eyes. She wanted to reach out to the outside world for help, but who was going to lend her a hand in the dark realm of her dreams? Lucy’s tears flowed even faster.Cillian noticed Lucy’s unusual state and became worried.Was she having a nightmare?He gently called out to her, “Lucy, Lucy? Wake up. It’s just a dream. Come on, wake up.”Despite his efforts to shake her awake, Lucy remained asleep.In Lucy’s mind, she was screaming, ‘I know this is a dream, but I can’t wake u
As Gabriella examined the luxurious clothes, bags, shoes, and pants, she could not help but feel that Lucy was completely unappreciative of such treasures. She failed to utilize them to enhance her appearance! They spent quite a while going through the various garments and accessories, yet there were still items they had not finished checking out.Lucy gave an awkward smile, acknowledging her own laziness. After a long search, Gabriella finally found a piece that caught her eye. As she checked the tag, she was surprised to find that the dress was designed by a renowned French designer. It featured a V-neck, with simple yet elegant sleeves that revealed a hint of Lucy's arms, while the skirt was a refined and tailored fit.Gabriella held up the dress against Lucy, murmuring to herself, “Hmm, this one’s nice! You should try it on!” Even though she spoke to Lucy in a tone reminiscent of an older sister, she still maintained her authority as a mother-in-law. It made her words both
Since the previous incident, Lucy had become increasingly attentive to her children. She watched over them at nearly every moment. She feared that Charlotte might seize any chance to harm the children, so she remained vigilant and meticulous, avoiding any lapses. In her eyes, Matthew Leon and the children represented her entire world, and she could not afford even the slightest mishap.One day, Gabriella Sharpe visited their home. She arrived as lively as ever, wearing impeccably applied makeup that included an expensive shade of lipstick. Her appearance radiated the elegance of a woman of high social standing, making her stand out among the people on the street.Lucy welcomed Gabriella warmly, treating her with utmost respect. It created an atmosphere of family harmony. Gabriella settled into a chair, savoring the fruit that Lucy offered her. She held Johnny closely, reluctant to part with him. She showered him with compliments and laughter."Mom, you seem to be in a great mood l
Matthew noticed Lucy’s absent-mindedness and asked gently, "Lulu, what’s on your mind?"“Oh, nothing… I just think what happened to Charlotte is so sudden,” Lucy replied.“Don’t worry about it. It has nothing to do with us. She was always trying to harm you. Her fate is something she brought upon herself.” Matthew patted her head comfortingly.However, Lucy found it suspicious. Although the news reported Charlotte’s assassination and that the monastery had burned down to ashes, it did not mention her body. That kind of crucial detail would not have been overlooked by the media.Matthew had also considered this possibility, but he had kept it to himself to avoid alarming Lucy. Charlotte had been sent to the monastery because of him and Lucy, and she had to harbor a deep hatred for them. If she managed to orchestrate her own escape, what if she was now seeking help from Spades to target Lucy? That would be dangerous.“Lulu, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you or the ch
With nothing left to hold onto, Charlotte walked down the empty streets, her heart heavy with despair. She wore a black veil that covered her completely, revealing only her eyes. She even had on dark sunglasses. She dared not walk in the open or be seen, nor did she dare expose Juliana’s crimes to the world.She used to be a princess. Everything she had done, every privilege and indulgence, was backed by Arthur and Juliana’s love and permission. Now that her supporters had betrayed her, what right did she have to be reckless or demand anything? Surviving itself was a luxury. How could she even think of acting willfully?As she wandered in anguish, Charlotte found herself by the river. She remembered coming here with Arthur and Juliana when she was a child, laughing and walking along the bank. Now, each memory felt painfully ironic, and every kiss from Juliana seemed sickening. How could her world be so false? How could even the people she trusted most turn against her?Charlotte cou
Charlotte continued to hide within the castle, unwilling to leave and equally unwilling to let anyone know she was alive—unless they promised never to send her back to the monastery. However, she doubted that would happen, so she kept to the shadows. After all, the castle had plenty of food. It was far better than anything at the monastery.One night, Charlotte quietly slipped into Arthur and Juliana's bedroom. To her surprise, Arthur was not there, and only Juliana was present. 'Dad must be too upset to sleep,' Charlotte thought. She knew him well—whenever he was troubled, he would retreat to the study rather than go to bed.As she watched her beloved mother, a tiny bit of her resolve wavered. Juliana looked utterly exhausted, as if she had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Charlotte had a sudden urge to go in and comfort her, but she knew that was impossible. Charlotte realized that seeing someone through a wall of separation was the most painful thing of all.Just as
The next morning, news of the assassination attempt on Charlotte was sensationalized across all media outlets. The internet was flooded with headlines about her close brush with death, sparking worldwide shock. No one could believe that Charlotte, notorious for her arrogance and harsh treatment of offenders, could have been targeted like this. Many who resented her strict, often cruel ways were both thrilled and stunned by the news. The royal family immediately tightened security at the monastery, dispatching a large police force to investigate what had happened. The monastery became a focal point of public intrigue.“What? That's impossible! How could there be no trace?” Juliana exclaimed in disbelief. Standing before her was the chief forensic investigator.“Yes, Your Majesty, there's no sign of Princess Charlotte’s remains,” the investigator confirmed firmly.“Fine, I understand. Leave me, and keep me informed if anything changes,” Juliana replied, pressing her fingers to her
As the footsteps came closer, Charlotte held her breath, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared—it was clear they were targeting her. She watched as the figure approached the bed, moving so quietly it was as if they made no sound at all. What could they possibly be planning? Surely, the headmistress would not go this far?The figure drew closer to the bed, bundled up the pillows and blankets, and then doused something over them. Charlotte could smell it—it was gasoline! Was the headmistress planning to kill her to silence her? She froze, unable to move. The shadow struck a match and dropped it onto the bed. In an instant, flames surged up from the blankets.In the fire’s glow, Charlotte could make out that it was not the headmistress but a man. After setting the fire, he quickly slipped away without making a single sound. Charlotte crept out while stifling a cough, afraid he might hear and return. The flames grew quickly, engulfing the bed and spreading t
Over the past year or so, Charlotte had gradually come to understand that the world was not just about picturesque landscapes and lavish feasts. In the shadows, beyond her sight, lay a world full of schemes and deception. Despite her ongoing attempts to plot against Lucy Quinn, she had not noticed this aspect at all until she arrived at the monastery. Here, she realized how dark human nature could truly be.The women at the monastery constantly criticized and belittled her, while the headmistress was corrupt, using her position for personal vendettas. She was also driven by greed for wealth and status. All Charlotte wanted was to escape this dreadful place and return to her castle. She wanted to go back to her plush, comfortable bed. There, she led a life surrounded by maids tending to her every need.Thinking of this, she remembered Lucy and envisioned her seated in her rightful place, basking in the affection of Arthur and Juliana. She could see Lucy's haughty expression starin
In a moment of heat, Charlotte blurted everything out. Joan was dumbfounded! Was this really Charlotte? She usually did not talk this much, did she? It was not just Joan who was shocked; the headmistress across from Charlotte was equally taken aback. Charlotte was usually so obedient. How had her tongue turned so venomous today? The headmistress was left speechless as every word Charlotte said was so reasonable that no one could argue against it, and it even warranted some compliments! Although Charlotte was confronting the headmistress, each of her statements felt like a plea for justice.Charlotte was not done yet and continued, “Since you know I’m a princess, you should give me some consideration. Yet, in reality, I’m the one giving you all the consideration. Is that reasonable?” Charlotte’s arguments were layered and logical, her thoughts clear. It left the headmistress in a muddle while Joan looked on with envy! The headmistress glanced at Charlotte, feeling quite displease