Se connecter"Good day, Mr. CEO." Several hospital staff greeted Ethan as he strode through the corridors toward Belle's private office. Ethan simply acknowledged them with a slight nod, maintaining his usual stoic expression. His presence at EDV had become a regular sight since he made it a habit to spend his lunch breaks with his wife. Inside the office, Belle remained deeply engrossed in her discussion with Phil when the door suddenly opened and Ethan stepped inside, carrying his signature cool and commanding aura. "Your delicious lunch has arrived," Phil whispered playfully after glancing toward the door. "Served in a coat and tie." "And very hot..." Belle replied without missing a beat, her gaze lingering on Ethan with unmistakable appreciation. A smirk immediately tugged at Ethan's lips. "Okay, I'll come back in two hours," Phil announced as he quickly rose from his seat. Neither Ethan nor Belle responded. Phil looked between them and shook his head in amusement. The couple seemed
The whole family gathered around the dining table with the children. Neo and Amber sat quietly among the adults while Carmeine slept peacefully in Darvid's arms, completely unaware of the tension hanging in the air. "What happened?" Lucas asked calmly, his gaze moving from Ethan and Park before settling on Neo, who met his grandfather's eyes with surprising composure. "Migz hurt Amber," Neo explained softly, sounding far older than his six years. "He pushed her with his elbow because he didn't want to play with her. He kept picking on Amber even though she didn't do anything wrong." The adults listened attentively as Neo continued. "He insulted her too. He said Amber was a homeless girl because her real parents didn't want her. He said she was adopted by shameless gays and that seeing her face annoyed him, so he pushed her to the floor." A grim silence fell over the table. The anger reflected in Neo's eyes was mirrored by Park, Pete, Ethan, and even Lucas himself. Belle gentl
Belle plastered a bright smile on her face as she entered the grand function hall where family members, close friends, and business associates had gathered to celebrate yet another DelValle birthday. Her smile widened the moment she spotted her little family among the crowd. Without hesitation, she headed straight toward her son, who was playing near the entrance with one of his four-year-old cousins. "Hello, baby. I'm sorry Mama's late," Belle said as she crouched down beside him. Neo immediately beamed when he saw her. "It's okay, Mama. You're still on time." He wrapped his small arms around her neck before looking at her expectantly. "Is the baby okay?" Belle smiled. "Yes, buddy. The surgery was a success, and she's doing very well. She's already back with her mommy and daddy." Neo's eyes lit up. "That's great!" He puffed out his chest proudly. "My mama is a superhero. And she's very beautiful too." Belle laughed and pulled him into a hug, kissing the top of his neatly
Belle had just entered the hotel where the entire family was gathering to celebrate Carmeine's first birthday—the beloved daughter of Cassey and David—when she nearly collided with someone she knew all too well. "Belle..." the woman began before quickly correcting herself. "Oh, sorry. Dr. Belle DelValle." Belle immediately recognized the familiar face. "Miss Smith." A polite smile curved her lips as she turned to face Sylvia Smith, the former supermodel who still looked flawless despite retiring from the fashion industry years ago. "You look wonderful, Dr. Belle," Sylvia said smoothly. "And quite famous these days." Her smile was elegant. Her eyes were not. Belle recognized that look instantly. "Thank you," Belle replied graciously. "You look amazing yourself, Miss Smith. Retirement seems to be treating you very well." Sylvia laughed softly. "I suppose wealth and fame suit you. Who would've thought?" She shrugged casually. "Considering where you started." The implicat
Belle was escorted to a table reserved exclusively for her in one of the family's five-star restaurants. Since Ethan was still on his way, she settled in to wait for him for lunch. "Dr. Belle, here's your water," a waiter said politely as he placed a glass in front of her. "Thank you," Belle replied with a smile and a small nod. She picked up her phone and began exchanging messages with Ethan. While waiting for his reply, her attention drifted toward the counter area, where a young boy was carefully arranging clean dinnerware. His movements were stiff and awkward, making it obvious that he was new to the job. Every plate he touched seemed to be handled with excessive caution, as though he expected it to slip from his hands at any moment. Belle sent her last message and set her phone aside. For a few moments, she simply observed him. He looked diligent and eager to do well, but his nervousness was making even the simplest task difficult. Unable to ignore it, she stood from her s
“Sir, good day. May I ask if Dr. Belle is already here?” the boy asked politely as he approached the guard, who looked at him with a hint of suspicion. “You’re the same boy from yesterday, aren’t you?” the guard asked, narrowing his eyes as recognition set in. “Yes, sir. I was with my father yesterday,” the boy replied with a timid smile. He rose on his toes slightly, trying to peek past the entrance. “May I know if Dr. Belle is here today?” The guard sighed. “Dr. Belle won’t be coming in today either. If you want, you can leave your number and I’ll call you once she arrives.” “Ah… phone number?” The boy scratched his head awkwardly. “I don’t have a phone, sir. But I can wait here. Maybe she’ll come by today. I don’t really have anywhere else to go anyway.” The guard’s expression softened. “She might not show up today, kid,” another guard added gently, glancing at him with sympathy. “It’s alright, sir. I can just come back tomorrow,” the boy said quickly, still smiling as







