Matthew took his phone out, intending to use his power to continue putting pressure on the Quinn family. His methods may seem old-fashioned, but they were effective and foolproof.Right as he was about to make a call, his phone rang. It was his personal assistant, Brett Miller. Frowning, he answered the call.Brett’s raspy voice sounded. “Mr. Leon, I’m outside your house right now. But I’m being harassed by some stubborn lady.”Matthew raised his eyebrows. “Is it a middle-aged woman?”Brett said cautiously, “I heard that she’s Mrs. Leon’s mother, so I’m not sure what to do now.”Matthew sneered after hearing that. It was Melanie.His wife’s prediction was right.He said into the phone with a poker face, “If you can’t handle this on your own, what do I even need you for?”Matthew’s criticism made Brett panic. The salary for this job was very high, so it was not worth it to anger Matthew and risk losing his job. He quickly explained, “It’s not that I don’t want to handle it. It
When Melanie walked into the café, she saw Matthew sitting in the middle of the place waiting for her.An ingratiating smile appeared on her face as she hurried over to the seat across Matthew. “Nice to finally meet you, my son-in-law.”The sight of Melanie made him sick to his stomach. “I’m definitely not your son-in-law.”Melanie laughed. “What are you talking about? Aren’t you married to Lulu?”“The last time we met, you said that I wasn’t worthy of marrying your daughter. You even offered to pay me ten grand to leave her alone.”Melanie froze. He was right.Her unparalleled audacity was a telltale sign that she was Luna’s mother. In the next second, she returned to her usual demeanor and said to Matthew casually, “I was just worried about Lulu."She’s always been a handful for us since she was a child. If any man comes along and takes her away just like that, of course, I’d be worried.”She paused and took a sip from the cup of coffee that had been placed in front of her. S
Matthew let Brett get off work early, and he got back into the car he drove. He put his hands on the steering wheel, tapping his fingers on it.It had not occurred to him just now, but after looking back on Melanie’s attitude, Matthew felt like something was off. Even if Lucy was not her favorite child, she should still have a rough idea of her child’s health. How could she not know about Lucy’s condition?Moreover, Lucy’s condition was not just any ordinary illness. It was a congenital heart disease. Infants born with such diseases required special care to survive, but judging by Melanie’s attitude, it was like she had never experienced that.Now, Matthew was starting to doubt whether Melanie was Lucy’s birth mom. It was just too suspicious, so he had to do a thorough investigation.Matthew frowned and took his phone out to call the doctor from earlier. When Rohan saw that Matthew was calling, he was startled as he thought that something had happened to Lucy. He immediately pi
Lucy was woken up by the sweet aroma of food. She lazily opened her eyes. Was Matthew cooking?Her foggy mind started to clear… Wait a minute, they had just eaten not long ago. How was he preparing food already?Her mouth was feeling a little dry, and she happened to see a glass of water on her bedside table while she was hurrying out of bed.It was still warm when she drank it. She was happy, thinking that Matthew must have put it on her bedside table.The aroma in the air got her out of bed. She put on her slippers and went to the kitchen.When she saw what was going on in the kitchen, she froze on the spot. There were several strangers cooking in the kitchen while Matthew stood beside them with a frown on his face. One of them was brewing tea, another one was baking cake, and another one was even making soup. The aroma Lucy smelled earlier was from the soup.Lucy felt somewhat amazed.She quickly caught Matthew’s eye, so he walked over concernedly. “Are you feeling any bett
Vito chuckled at Matthew’s words and said with a disapproving look, “I’m just telling the truth, sir. You’re too picky. There are so many things you don’t eat.”Matthew’s face turned red. Lucy was surprised as it was rare to see Matthew be so intimate with others.Meanwhile, the chefs making tea and pastries overheard Vito’s words and nodded immediately. “He’s right. There are a lot of things Mr. Leon doesn’t eat. "Every time we make something that doesn’t suit his taste, he won’t eat it, and all our efforts go to waste.”The three of them complained all together.Upon hearing that, Lucy looked at Matthew disapprovingly. “Matthew, you should accept other people’s kindness graciously. You can’t just waste food like that.”Matthew felt wronged. “But I don’t like it…”Lucy put her hands on her waist and said, “You have to eat it even if you don’t like it. It’s not just about appreciating what others have done for you, but it’s also important to take care of your health by having a
"The chefs are so friendly. I’m still stuffed. “ Lucy touched her belly lethargically.Matthew nodded. “Mr. Vito and the others are just worried about your health.”Lucy nodded. “I’m glad that they care about my health, but I’m going to get much chubbier now.”Matthew shrugged it off. “You should eat more for your health, and you’re not chubby at all.”“You’re just saying that.”The two of them joked for a while before they got to the main point.Lucy looked at Matthew seriously and asked, “You haven’t told me what’s wrong with me.”Matthew fell silent. He gently patted her head and said, “It’s nothing serious. It’s just that you were born with a weaker heart, so it pumps less blood than others. That’s why you’re prone to anemia. "You should do less physical activity and focus more on recovery from now on. Don’t forget to take the medications the doctor prescribed as well.”Next, he went to his desk and opened the drawer. He took out two bottles of medicine and put them in Lu
After Matthew and Lucy’s brief interlude, they had already finished breakfast.Lucy straightened Matthew’s tie as they got ready for work. They had been idling around at home for so long that their careers had been on the back burner.Matthew sent Lucy to her office and watched her go upstairs before he went to his company.Sitting at his desk, he opened the documents he was going to look at that day. He had just typed a couple of lines on his computer when his phone rang. When he saw Rohan calling, his expression sank.“Hello? Have you done what I asked you to?”Rohan's voice came from the other end of the phone. “I’ve done the tests, and it’s been confirmed that the DNA extracted from your wife’s blood samples does not match the DNA from the hair sample you provided. "The two people tested are not related.”Upon hearing that, Matthew fell silent. He finally understood why his wife was always mistreated in the Quinn family and why her parents never loved her as much as her sis
Matthew was preoccupied the entire day. As soon as he finished work, he hastily got into his car and drove to Lucy’s company.Everyone in the company was confused. “What’s wrong with Mr. Leon today? Why is he in such a hurry?”“Maybe he’s in a hurry to see his wife,” some speculated.“I heard that Mr. Leon got married.”When the other employees realized what was going on, they smiled. “I see. Who would have thought that even Mr. Leon’s weakness was a woman’s beauty?”“I know right!”Oblivious to the gossip in the company, Matthew was still worrying about how he was going to break the news to his wife.Soon, he arrived at Lucy’s company and waited for her downstairs anxiously.About 15 minutes later, Lucy rushed downstairs. Struggling to catch her breath, it took her a while before she could stand up straight.“Why are you here so early? How long were you going to wait if I hadn’t seen you?”Matthew was still looking at her concernedly. He took out a bottle of water from the c
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