Valencia shook her head. "I don't want to bother brother Corbyn…" Aviva shook her head like a rattling drum. What bother? Even if big brother Corbyn wants to feel bothered, Aviva will never give him the chance to. She quickly waved her hands. "Oh no. I'm sure he'd be willing to be bothered by you." Aviva quickly replied with a mischievous smirk plastered on her face. She took out her phone and began to dial Corbyn's number happily. Valencia gasped in shock, not expecting Aviva to quickly act. Aviva is just too silly and enthusiastic. Alas, she can't be so whenever it comes to Warrick. "Big brother, sister-in-law Valencia wants to speak with you," Aviva spoke with a meaningful voice and handed the phone to Valencia, but not before putting the phone on speaker. Valencia gave Aviva a death glare, but it only made Aviva chortle louder. "Big brother, Corbyn," Valencia called softly. Throughout the five years Valencia left Lex, Corbyn Cirillo had been one of the huge forces
Corbyn, in his late twenties, has a tall figure and a well-proportioned, lean body. His jet-black hair was well-combed, and a sharp and ruthless aura oozed out of him. Corbyn was in a white t-shirt and black pants, giving him a homely vibe. The T-shirt had a short sleeve, which revealed his bulging muscles. The long black pants accentuate his long legs. “Big brother, Corbyn.” Valencia softly called and bowed slightly to him. “Welcome back.” Corbyn simply replied. His voice was cold and deep, but one could hear the softness in his voice. His eyes were softened upon seeing the cute woman. “Thank you, big brother,” Valencia replied sweetly, her eyes crinkling. Aviva covered her lips in glee upon seeing the scene. A mischievous smile lit up on her face. Soon! Her ship will be together. They just look cute and perfect toge… Aviva suddenly froze upon feeling that familiar, intense gaze on her face. She lowered her head and refused to acknowledge the gaze of his presence. “Mrs.
Upon hearing Mr. Hunt's tone, Valencia's brows furrowed slightly, but in the next second, a calm smile overlapped her face, and she regained her composure. "I'm honored that Mr. Hunt thinks of my hands like that. Thank you." Valencia responded in a calm voice and quickly snatched back her hand. Seeing Valencia's cautious actions, Mr. Hunt realized that he had allowed his eagerness to reflect in his eyes. He helped himself calm down by pouring himself a drink and taking a sip of it. "I'm sorry if I made Miss Valerie uncomfortable. It's just that it's my first time coming across such a beautiful pair of hands, and I can't help being excited." Mr. Hunt apologized, his hands running through his lap. The more Mr. Hunt talked and acted like that, the more uncomfortable Valencia was. At this moment, she wanted nothing but to end the meeting with Mr. Hunt. "It's okay, Mr. Hunt, can we go straight to the topic?" Valencia switched the topic in a calm yet firm voice, which left no room
Valencia was never the one to make a stupid decision, but she had done so tonight. Corbyn had given her two of his well-trained guards so they could watch over her safety, but she had chosen to listen to rumors and ordered the bodyguard to stay back in the car. Luckily for Valencia, while she was almost at her wit's end, the door suddenly opened. Without hesitating, Valencia ignored her pain and discomfort and scurried out of the room. Although what Valencia thought she was doing was rushing, in fact, her pace was only a tad faster than walking. Valencia gripped the wall with a flustered, flushed face. Her breath came out in disarray due to discomfort. Mr. Hunt's eyes darkened in lust and anger. How dare that bitch spray his face and try to run away? Does she think she could escape from him tonight? Never! Mr. Hunt, as a regular of the HEX club, has the whole club in his palm. If he laid out his order, no one dared to make Valencia escape! Seeing that Valencia was abo
Sunlight rays reflected in the monotone, low-key luxury bedroom and landed on her smooth and impeccably gorgeous face, causing Valencia's brows to wrinkle in displeasure. 'It hurts. Her whole body hurts.' That was Valencia's first thought as soon as she regained consciousness and felt an agonizing pain that coursed through her body, from her hair down to her toes. Her whole body ached as if she had done a strenuous activity and it felt as if she had been torn into two. Her whole body felt so sore that she could hardly lift a finger. Valencia bit her lower lip to suppress the painful cry that almost spilled past her swollen and throbbing lips. Understanding the meaning behind what had happened, Valencia's eyes flew wide open, and her heart skipped a beat in fear. Recalling the memory of last night's battle, her face went pale with fear. And upon seeing the glaring hickeys on her skin, her soul flew off in petrification. Valencia had told that stranger to take her to Corb
“That. That's nonsense! Why will I throw myself at you? You're not Corbyn Cirillo." She bellowed, her face reddening in fury. She doesn't even know that he'll be in the club last night, or else she'll have fled immediately. That bastard had pretended to help her last night, but he had turned out to be the wolf, even though she mentioned the Cirillo family. How dare he accuse her wrongly? Maverick's lips drew into a line, and his black eyes turned cold. This silly woman had left the country through the Cirillo family’s influence, and she also mentioned Corbyn Cirillo last night. It can't be that she hooked up with that madman, can it? "From the Vandenberg to the Cirillo. Valencia Caesar, you're really daring; what won't you do?" He sneered. She had even gone out to meet Mr. Hunt late in the night. After hiding from him for six years, he didn't believe that the woman's pure motivation was just to see Mr. Hunt. She must have asked around and known about his visit! Valencia's
Maverick simply turned away from Valencia without saying a word or paying her a glance; by the time he'd returned, he was already dressed in a tailor-made black suit—his tall figure screaming overbearing and authoritative. From the beginning to the end, Maverick didn't pay Valencia any attention and turned to leave the room. Seeing Maverick's nonchalant action, Valencia's head rang in alarm. She began to struggle fiercely, but she had been firmly tied by Maverick and couldn't escape no matter how she tried to break free. Valencia glared at Maverick's retreating frame in indignation. Where was he going without letting her out? “You Vandenberg scum, what are you doing? Where are you going? When will you let me out?” Valencia was filled with horror. It can't be that Maverick simply plans to imprison her here like a mistress for the rest of her life, can he? He didn't even care about the mention of Corbyn as her husband. Slam! Before Valencia could complete her words, Maver
Maverick's jaw clenched coldly, and his fingers stopped their furious typing on his keyboard to hover on it. His heart suddenly felt as if it were suffocating, causing him to tug and pull the tie loose a bit. Repeatedly recalling the woman's infuriating words and her smooth, soft call for Corbyn almost drove him crazy due to infuriation. If Maverick didn't pull himself to leave, he knew he would end up fucking that infuriating woman to death right there and then! Valencia. Back then, that woman had always put him first—Maverick this, Maverick that—with her doe eyes shining brightly in intense adoration. But now she doesn't even want to see his face! It can't be that Valencia simply tossed all the care and adoration she had for him to that Corbyn madman, can it? Maverick gnashed his teeth in anger, and his hand unconsciously pressed down on a key. “Very good, Valencia…” Ring The sudden ringing of Maverick's phone snapped him out of his thoughts. Maverick elegan
“Maverick.” Farrell's eyes turned sharp, and he reproached upon seeing Maverick blatantly sit up from the bed as if to get out of it.Maverick had just been shot twice, for heaven's sake. It’s only heaven that knows how he didn’t black out after receiving two shots to his chest.Right now, all Maverick was supposed to do was cooperate and receive treatment, but NO. Maverick was very impatient to leave the ward and hospital altogether!Maverick had been forced and locked down before he could be taken to the hospital and before the doctor removed the bullet.Now that he was supposed to receive full treatment, Maverick stood up from the bed to leave—everything all on his own. It was as if he couldn’t even feel the pain of the gunshot. Did Maverick think he had a thousand lives? How could he be so careless and reckless?Maverick indifferently picked up his suit, indifferent to Farrell’s disapproval.Maverick’s hand pressed on his chest to apply pressure to the wound, the pain also alertin
A few decades ago, in a gambling center, Butler Leo met a competitor.This competitor was a wealthy man who didn’t know how to gamble, and as a result, he lost a lot of money to Butler Leo. However, the most interesting thing was that this person wasn’t annoyed at all and instead chose to be Butler Leo’s friend.Soon, they became such close friends that Butler Leo started helping him deliver some work—and soon he had already joined the illegal organization.The organization paid him a huge sum and gave him a spy mission: to take over the Vandenberg family and make everything belong to him.At that time, Blauch Vandenberg had just married his beautiful wife. The couple had been in love and wanted to have their baby. Unfortunately, one year, two, three, four, and five years passed—they couldn’t get a child regardless of how much they went to the hospital.While both of them thought that this was just an ordinary thing, or they hadn’t tried their best, what they didn’t know was that Butl
Immediately the gunshot rang, blood spurted from Butler Leo and the guard who had just handed the gun to Maverick.Maverick had just shot both of them!Upon seeing them collapse on the floor, Zan's expression changed, and he sprang up.Zan pointed at Maverick and growled, his voice filled with rage, “Maverick, what do you think you are doing?”Zan was in control. How dare Maverick go against his wish? Did Maverick think Zan couldn’t end him with a move? How dare he?For the first time, Zan's eyes showed a slight trace of anxiousness. “Call the doctor to treat Butler Leo,” he declared and immediately directed a piercing glare at Maverick.When the Vandenberg family had dumped him, the only one to support and boost his morale was Butler Leo. He'd never forgive himself if Butler Leo was in danger because of him.Maverick’s lips slowly curved up, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The solemnness on his face had already disappeared. He retorted calmly with one word, “Guess!”Before Za
Immediately, Tatiana was lowered so much that with just a little stretch, her feet would sink into the acid completely.Tatiana's face was as pale as a sheet, and she tried to fold her legs. Tears were now streaming past her eyes rapidly, and her whole elegant and innocent image was tossed into the wind. She kept screaming for Maverick to save her.Zan indifferently leaned against the chair and propped his chin. “Let me tell you a story. One day, a sick boy met a sick girl in the hospital, and since then, they have become close friends. So close that they even rolled the sheets. That boy was me, and that girl was your lovely and innocent Tatiana,” he revealed, a wicked and tyrant-like smile on his face.Upon hearing this, the crowd's quietness immediately broke, and they mumbled to each other, their eyes now filled with disdain as they fell on Tatiana.Upon hearing Zan's words, Tatiana's heart skipped a beat, and it began to thump against her chest.Zan folded his hands behind his hea
"Young Master Maverick, Grandfather Blauch Vandenberg, dear aunt and uncle, it’s been a long time; have you missed me?" The dark chuckle of the person with an altered voice suddenly reverberated in the mansion.Seeing the stunned reaction on their faces, a faint disparaging chuckle filled with anger spilt past his lips."It’s Zan," the person from the other end declared, the alteration in his voice already eliminated, revealing a familiar voice. Interesting.They already made themselves all about the Vandenberg family and didn’t care about the one they killed.Upon hearing this, the crowd's petrified expression changed to one filled with disbelief.Zan? Young Master Zan Vandenberg is alive?A hushed mumble filled with shock began to pervade the hall.Zan Vandenberg? Who is Zan Vandenberg?Although most of the new generation did not recognize this name, it wasn’t the same for the old generation.There was a history whose mention was forbidden in the Vandenberg family, and as a result,
‘Ahhhh, help me. Save me. Maverick, please save me. I don’t want to die…’The sudden cry of Tatiana and the video of a pale Tatiana and Valencia hanging above a dangerous pit suddenly took over the screen.Valencia. Maverick’s expression changed, and his hands balled into fists.Even though Maverick wanted to pronounce that name so badly, he didn't.“Valencia," Aneira and Aviva cried out and sprang up in shock, their hands flying to their mouths.Corbyn and the Cirillos’ expressions turned cold, and they immediately swept a cold glare filled with killing intent at Maverick and the Vandenberg family.It was clear that they were saying that if anything dared to happen to Valencia because of the Vandenberg family, then they would never let go of the Vandenberg family in this lifetime.The two families would be nothing but enemies from then on, and they'd do everything to see that the Vandenberg family was destroyed.The sudden ringing of Maverick's phone broke the tense atmosphere in the
“Valencia…”Maverick’s legs rooted to a stop upon finding no trace of the woman in the bedroom; his brows knitted slightly.Nevertheless, Maverick placed down the platter that held neatly cut fruit, a bottle of water, and a glass of warm milk on the table.Instantly, Maverick strode toward the bathroom and pushed the door open.Upon finding no trace of Valencia, his calm facade broke and his expression changed.Regardless of how fast Valencia could be, she wasn’t supposed to have left the room considering the state he had left her in.Valencia would need to shower and change her dress.Not to mention that Valencia knew that Maverick went to get warm water, so why would she leave without waiting for him to return?Immediately, a bad premonition crept into Maverick’s heart.Nevertheless, his eyes were calm, and he had a hold on his composure.However, anyone who knew Maverick well enough would know that that was the calm before the storm.Maverick picked up his phone and dialed Assistan
Valencia blinked, rubbed her eyes, and yawned for the umpteenth time.Due to the pregnancy, Valencia’s sleep had increased a lot these days.Although Valencia had tried to prepare herself, she didn't expect that she would still have the urge to sleep at the party.It’s just been a few minutes since she arrived at the Vandenberg family—how can the urge be so strong?As if noticing Valencia and her inner dialogue, Blauch Vandenberg paused in his tracks and turned to Valencia with a sigh. “Don't hold it in. Go in and rest. Grandpa will send the maid to call you when the party starts,” he conveyed.Upon hearing this, Valencia’s eyes lit up, and she broke into a smile. “Thank you, Grandpa.” Valencia nodded enthusiastically and took a step back to leave.“Miss, I'll bring you to the guest room,” one of the Vandenberg maids politely articulated with a bow.Valencia nodded and allowed the maid to lead her into the guest room. “Young Miss Valencia, please call this maid if you need anything,”
This jerk! Valencia's expression changed, and she dodged, evading his lips before they could land on hers.This fight became a tugging between cat and dog?Suddenly, Valencia stopped struggling, and she glared at Maverick coldly, her eyes flashing with disdain and exasperation.Valencia scolded the shameless man who now focused on placing kisses on her neck and cheeks due to her refusal, “Mr. Maverick, could it be that you have fallen in love with me? Look carefully; I'm Valencia. Valencia. Your Tatiana is at the party. Outside of this restroom.”Maverick’s throat rolled, and he grunted, “I know.”If only the woman knew how hard it had been to control the urge to strip off her dress and take her hard right now so much that everyone at the party would know that she belonged to him.Under Maverick's dark gaze, Valencia couldn't help shivering, wanting nothing but to escape this temperamental and eccentric Maverick, but all to no avail.Suddenly, Valencia's brows furrowed. If he knew, th