Their emotions were a mix of excitement and apprehension. As John's slender fingers gently caressed her abdomen, Diana met his gaze, noticing a myriad of emotions swirling within—initial disbelief, followed by joy, and now, a layer of concern. "What's wrong?" Diana reached out, resting her hand on his. "John, you don't seem as thrilled as I imagined," she observed. "It's not that. I'm just... overwhelmingly surprised," John confessed, taking her hand in his. "Come on, let's see a doctor." He took a few steps before pausing, then bent down to lift Diana into his arms once again, cutting off any protest she might have had. "Don't move," he instructed firmly. Diana acquiesced. John had been protective even before her pregnancy; now, it seemed her feet wouldn't touch the ground anytime soon. Together, they sought out a doctor to confirm the pregnancy. John bombarded the doctor with questions, leaving Diana feeling rather bo

Frank's face turned red, "That was so long ago, and you remember it so clearly." "Of course, you cried so miserably, it left a deep impression." Jenny looked at him seriously. "Frank, I remember everything about you. Do you remember when you were twelve, you fell into the stable and got covered in horse manure..." Frank's face turned as black as a pot. "Do I have no decent image in your mind?" "You've always been great in my eyes." Jenny's cheeks turned slightly red. She pointed at her own finger. "No matter what, you're very, very handsome, with a unique charm. Every time you show up, you shine like a star, dazzling~" Frank felt a bit floaty from her praise. Every time his mom criticized his clothes for being like a moving glow stick. But turns out, there's still someone who appreciates him. Frank's mood lifted, and he was about to speak when suddenly Jenny's phone rang. Jenny pulled out her pho

The position of chairman was inevitably Christopher Patel's. Everyone had recognized and accepted this situation. Except for a few elders who had always been loyal to Wallace. Stan sat in his chair, arms crossed, a furrowed brow betraying his worries. Glancing at the clock, he grew impatient. "Didn't Christopher say the meeting was at nine? Why hasn't he shown up yet?" he muttered. As if in response to his words, the office door swung open, and Christopher entered with a few people, wearing a genial smile. "Sorry for the delay, everyone," Christopher said smoothly as he took his seat at the head of the table. Beside him sat Charlotte and Lora. "Allow me to introduce my daughter, Charlotte, the renowned designer behind 'Athena' fashion brand," Christopher announced, his pride evident. "And this is Lora, my father-in-law's only daughter and my beloved wife. As per legal arrangements, her father's shares will soon be trans

"You beast... You monster..." Lora's emotions reached a boiling point. For all these years, she had lived a pampered life and had never laid a hand on anyone. But this time, she entertained thoughts of tearing out his heart to see what color it truly was! "You heartless fiend... You deceived me... You deceived me for so many years!" Lora unleashed a barrage of slaps on Christopher's face, her hands becoming swollen and numb from the repeated blows, yet Christopher didn't react. She struck Christopher with more than ten slaps, her eyes filled with fury. Then, suddenly, her eyes closed, and she collapsed. Charlotte rushed forward to support her mother. "Mom!" Wallace instructed, "Take your mom to the hospital quickly. I'll handle things here!" Charlotte nodded, torn between staying and leaving as she glanced at the struggling Christopher on the ground. Finally, she had Lora carried away and

Diana chuckled nervously, "Well, it's kind of... close to what you said, Andrew..."At her words, the expressions of the men around the table darkened slightly.Sensing the tension, Diana panicked slightly. Under the table, she discreetly pinched John's thigh."Maybe John should tell you," she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper.John nodded, laying down his fork, and surveyed the faces around the table. Just as he was about to speak, Diana leaned in close, whispering urgently, "Remember what I told you earlier?"Tactful.It had to be tactful.John nodded again, gently squeezing her hand in assurance.Amidst the puzzled looks from the others, John lifted his eyes slightly and spoke slowly, "Mr. Thompson, the reason I'm here today is because I hope Diana can move in with me."Upon hearing this, the people around the table were stunned.James immediately objected, "But... you two aren't officially married ye