‘Beg him? Have I lost my mind?’ I wondered.I let go of his hand, not caring if Ryan and Jack saw us or not, feeling reckless, I turned and started walking out.Suddenly, everything went black. A man's long coat was thrown over my head, deftly guiding me back, pressing me against the railing, avoiding the gaze of those two.Lingering at the tip of my nose was a clear minty scent.The scent suited Frank perfectly.Ryan's footsteps seemed to pause. I heard Frank's unconventional voice, "Mr. Frost is interested in the private affairs of young couples?"Ryan seemed to scrutinize, his voice was deep. "Your girlfriend's shoes, my wife seem to have a pair just like them."My heart skipped a beat.This is a limited edition of a certain brand, and there are only a few pairs in Jelaston, easily countable on one hand.Clearly, I didn't overhear any secrets. I could have just left openly, but now with Frank stirring things up like that, I somehow felt guilty.I didn't dare move."Seem?"
It seemed like the person who readily agreed to my terms yesterday wasn't him.I was somewhat annoyed and at a loss. "Didn't you agree not to let anyone else know for now?""Huh?" Frank frowned. "I agreed not to let anyone know you were spying and recording."‘Fine. So he had done nothing wrong after all. Was it just that I hadn't been clear enough?’"Do you have a grudge against the Frost family?""No." Frank looked at me, perplexed. "Can't you understand vicious business tactics? After being with Ryan for three years, hasn't he taught you any of this?"I couldn't help but pause.His straightforwardness was both frightening and intriguing because of his second question.I squeezed my palms and replied honestly, "No."After being by Ryan’s side, what had he taught me? Independence, tolerance, patience, devotion...Besides treating each other with respect, we had no unnecessary exchanges. He never discussed matters of fame and profit with me.This time, Frank seemed taken aba
.This was the first time I had encountered someone who constantly talked about money."Well, forget it then. I'll ask someone else." With that, I turned and headed indoors.Just as I returned, Jane came out from the private room, her eyes slightly red, clearly having cried. "Let's go back.""Is everything sorted out?" I took her coat from her and draped it over her shoulders.She sniffed, her eyes clear. "Yes. From now on, whether he forms alliances or not, it has nothing to do with me."Upon hearing her decisive words, I admired how she could handle things so calmly.On the way home, Jane drove, and suddenly I received a call from Jack.After hesitating for a moment, he finally asked, "Charlotte, the person with Frank just now, was that you?"I was taken aback but didn't lie to him. "Yes, it was me... How did you know?"Frank had covered me up so well.Even Ryan... only asked about a pair of shoes in such an uncertain tone.Yet Jack managed to guess it was me.On the othe
"I heard that Frank came to Jelaston this time to look for clues about his former fiancee.""I didn't expect him to be such a devoted person."I was somewhat surprised that there was someone like Jack, who persisted in his feelings for someone he met in his youth, for so many years.Jack smiled and didn't say much more. He then just added, "Will you be home tomorrow? I'll bring the gift over after work.""The gift?" It took me a moment to remember what he mentioned last night and nodded. "Alright, I should be home these next few days."The next day, I woke up naturally and felt the empty space beside me in bed.Jane was gone.I picked up my phone and saw her WhatsApp message. "I’m off. If Tom goes crazy again, I'll come back to seek shelter.""You’re such a player. You ran off after sleeping with me."I replied with a smile and lazily lay in bed, scrolling through my phone.The matter with Jessica and John, along with what she and Wen Fang had exposed at the Civil Affairs Bur
"Stop trying to scare me!"After Bob yelled this sentence, his eyes showed fear, and before I could respond, he ran away!"Alright, Jane, I have something to attend to right now, I'll get back to you later."I hung up on Jane's call and turned to Bradley, who seemed invisible as always. "Did you just going to stand by and watch your father treat your mother like this?"Bradley shrugged. "I don't have his strength, and he doesn't listen to me."I was furious beyond words, unsure of what to say.But Aunt Laura endured the pain and spoke up, "Bradley, wait outside for a moment. I need to talk to your cousin.""Okay."After Bradley left, I pulled up a chair and sat by the bedside. "Are your injuries taken care of properly? Is there anything left untreated?""No. These wounds just look severe. The doctors and security stopped your uncle before it got too serious."Aunt Laura shook her head, looking weaker than the last time I saw her. Tears silently streamed down her face. "I want
On my way to the Frost Group, I couldn't help but feel relieved that Ryan finally seemed willing to start suspecting Lauren and Jessica. I should have been able to breathe a sigh of relief. Perhaps this time it would provide answers to both grandpa's and his mother's deaths. However, deep down, I still felt unsettled, though I couldn't quite pinpoint why.Upon arriving at the Frost Group, I immediately sensed a stark contrast to the atmosphere of the past. Everyone was hurrying around with serious expressions. As I exited the elevator on the top floor, this atmosphere reached its peak.Gary personally waited for me in the elevator lobby and escorted me to the CEO's office. Sensing my curiosity, he sighed. "The online situation has had a huge impact on the company. Several projects that were on the brink of completion are now being viewed with skepticism by our partners."I furrowed my brows. "It's gotten this serious?"It seemed that Frank indeed had considerable skills. His action
It could be said that since grandpa's passing, Lauren had probably become the only warmth he could find in familial bonds. But now... if what Jessica said was true, then his concept of family affection would be completely shattered. Emotions that had persisted for a decade or two would all be shattered together. Growing up in an unsatisfactory original family, experiencing this again could be another heavy blow.However, I did not agree with Albert's approach. Some things were better to be faced with immediate pain rather than prolonged agony. I stared firmly at Ryan. "Would you believe what I say?"His voice was gentle. "Yes."He must have thought about it for a long time before deciding to ask me, so his answer was not hesitant.Now that I had no more reservations, I picked up the coffee and took a sip. "If I were to say... the words I said in the hospital room that day...""Ryan!"The office door suddenly swung open without warning, accompanied by a crisp female voice that for
‘Suicide? So, is suicide their family's specialty, passed down through the generations?’ I wondered.I didn’t know what mentality I was in, but almost involuntarily, I asked, "Do you need me to go with you?"Maybe I wanted to see for myself if it was true or false.Or perhaps, I was afraid... afraid that if something really happened, Ryan wouldn't have anyone he could trust by his side.Ryan looked at me with surprise. "Can you?""Let's go." I picked up my bag and went with him to the hospital.When we arrived at the hospital, Lauren was still in the emergency room, and Jessica and John were waiting outside.The scene struck me as somewhat comical.But at such a tense moment, I shouldn't be laughing, so I mentally reviewed all the unhappy events in my life.Ryan, Jessica, John, plus Lauren inside the emergency room.If you were to draw a relationship diagram of these four people, it would probably resemble a chaotic spider web.Jessica suddenly rushed over and shoved me forc
Whitney felt that Millie probably had some longstanding grudge with Caleb from when they were kids.Therefore, she treated Millie with respect as well.That was why she said those words.What was so great about her?Being able to cook wasn't anything extraordinary.The Hilton family's status in Yelar was such that, had it not been for her good luck in becoming Zachary's sister and getting such an opportunity, she would have likely died in some unknown gutter.As for the various daughters of affluent families surrounding Caleb—beautiful, gentle, intellectual, and so on—the list was endless.Compared to her, they were a thousand times better.And yet, she still thought that Caleb marrying her was a loss.It wasn't as exaggerated as Millie had said."Millie, please don't say that. Caleb can cook for me, too. It's nothing special."Millie was shocked.Could Caleb even cook?But when she saw Whitney's expression, she realized that the times Caleb had cooked for her when they we
1461In the quiet ward, Caleb naturally heard those words.Whitney took a small step to the side, avoiding him.Caleb. ‘Oh, great.’"Alcohol poisoning," Whitney whispered to Millie.Millie exploded all of a sudden. "Alcohol poisoning?""Caleb used to drink for three days and nights straight without getting alcohol poisoning. If he got alcohol poisoning now, I'll livestream eating shit."Caleb could no longer stand it. He got up and snatched Whitney's phone.His voice was cold and low. "Millie, do you have nothing better to do?"Millie wasn't scared of him at all. "Trying to fool my sister-in-law, huh? Caleb, you really have no shame. Pursuing someone isn't done like this..."Caleb ended the call without another word.But who was Millie?Her grasp was not something one could get out of easily.She stormed straight to the hospital.Caleb's eyelids twitched when he saw her.But she didn't call him out, instead, she said, "I'll stay with Whitney and take care of you. When you
A flash of triumph appeared in Caleb's eyes as he raised his arm toward her.Whitney quickly pulled his arm over her shoulder, supporting him as she helped him get up.She hadn't expected him to lean all his weight on her, causing her to stumble slightly.Caleb took advantage of the moment, letting himself fall back onto the bed, and even deliberately let out a soft "hiss."Whitney immediately forgot about herself and rushed to check on him. "Did you hurt yourself?"Caleb pressed his hand to his head. "My head hurts."Whitney started to call for the doctor, but the man yanked her back toward him.Before she knew it, she was pressed against his chest.At that moment, her face felt like it was on fire."Are you messing with me?" Whitney was a little angry.She didn't like him, but she was still concerned about him.After all, though their marriage was far from perfect, they were still legally married.Caleb held her by the back of the head and gently pressed her down."Are y
But even though she sensed something was wrong, Whitney couldn't quite put her finger on it.In the end, she simply treated it as a test of her ability to handle unexpected situations.If something similar happened again—and with members of the Hilton family present—she couldn't afford to stay so calm and indifferent.That wasn't how a wife should react when faced with a rival.Tentatively, she asked, "I should have... stopped her and warned her?"Caleb felt she was finally on the right track, and gave a slight nod of agreement. Then he asked, "And after that?"‘After that...’Whitney had no real experience to draw from.She thought back to her school days, her part-time jobs, her internships.It seemed she had seen a wife confronting a mistress once.But back then, she had been too busy working hard and studying to pay close attention."Then I..."When she had walked in just now, she hadn't really seen anything inappropriate."Did she touch you?" she asked.How could Cal
Whitney had nothing to say.Even if Caleb's accusations were unreasonable, even if he was deliberately making things difficult, she still had to go along with it—and endure it."I'll keep that in mind."Caleb didn't feel any joy at her answer, but he still asked, "What exactly will you keep in mind?"Whitney replied obediently, "If the same thing happens again, I'll either send you a text or call you."Beneath his large palm was her small, soft hand. He brushed his thumb slowly across her skin and asked, "If I'm not home by six in the evening, what will you do?"Whitney answered with surprising seriousness, "Does a traffic jam count?"Caleb took a deep breath. "No. Let's say it's a normal day, I should be home on time, but I don't show up.""Oh..." Whitney nodded thoughtfully. "Then I'll call you and ask why you haven't come home."‘Good enough.’This topic could be put to rest.He released her hand and said, "I'm thirsty."Whitney immediately got up to pour him a glass of
"Perfect."Caleb was rendered speechless.Half an hour later, Whitney arrived at the hospital room.It was clear she had rushed over—she was still breathing heavily, chest rising and falling with each gulp of air.Caleb felt a pang of guilt for tricking her like this. He was just about to sit up when his mother pressed him back down.Janet's eyes reddened instantly, tears threatening to fall at will.Business was like war—and in war, sometimes a bit of acting was essential.After all, his mother had spent years navigating the cutthroat world of commerce. Her acting skills were easily on par with half the entertainment industry."Darling..."Whitney still looked confused. She stepped closer and saw Caleb's lips pale and bloodless.He had been perfectly fine just last night—how had it come to this so suddenly?And he hadn't even drunk that much at the Hilton family dinner.Far less than what he had consumed at their wedding, in fact."Mom, please don't cry..." Whitney helped
Since they got married, this had never happened before.Though Caleb was a busy man, his parents hadn't completely stepped back from the family business yet, so he didn't need to clock in every day.He only went in for important matters, or meetings he couldn't avoid.But at night, he was always home.In the morning, he always got up at the same time as her.She had early classes at eight in the morning.Still, she didn't overthink it, assuming something urgent had come up at the last minute.Caleb was indeed at the office that morning.But there was absolutely nothing on the schedule.No one could understand why the he had shown up so early, sitting alone at his desk doing nothing.Philip pushed open the door to his office and found Caleb slouched lazily on the sofa.He raised his hand to stop the secretary from reporting anything.The secretary quickly nodded, stepped out, and shut the door behind her."Had an argument?"Philip didn't think that was likely.After all,
There was no rush.Whitney deeply admired Dianne's way of living—a strong mind, never anxious, never consumed by internal battles.Whatever came her way, she simply found a way to deal with it.She believed there were always more solutions than problems."Are you tired?"Caleb sat down beside her. "Do you want to go back and rest?"They had just flown back from an island.When they got off the plane, Whitney had barely been able to walk on her own.If not for this dinner with the Hilton family—one they truly couldn't skip—she would have preferred to go straight home and sleep.But since no one had left, she couldn't excuse herself either, and had just waited quietly.Now that Caleb asked, she hesitated, then nodded.He took her hand and helped her up, then said to the rest of the family, "We're heading back first. Just got back from out of town, and we're both exhausted."Lia nodded. "Come by more often."Whitney nodded politely.Caleb led her to the entryway to change th
The man who had just sat down was Caleb's younger cousin, Blake Hilton.He was a police officer.His parents had died in the line of duty. The Hilton family had originally not wanted him to follow the same path.But he had chosen it anyway, without hesitation.Whether it was because of his profession, or the fact that his own parents were no longer around — even though the Hilton family was tightly bonded — he remained quiet and reserved.Whitney wasn't much of a talker either, so she had barely exchanged more than a few words with him.Besides, every time the family had a meal, he was always the last to arrive.She had long since gotten used to it, never questioning why.Lately, though, she had heard rumors that he had fallen for someone.She had noticed the slap mark on his face at the last family gathering. And this time, his aunt had used the word "again".Blake said nothing.The others understood without needing to say a word, but Dianne had always been the type to spea