Jane said, “This is obviously the Winston family trying to control the public opinion. How could they possibly admit it?”Jordan nodded. “Exactly.”Charlotte made a phone call to Frank. After hanging up, she turned to Jane and said, “Luthor’s father was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, but his condition isn’t good. He may not survive.”Jordan spoke first, “After all the evil he’s done, I think it’s a miracle he’s still alive. If he dies, it’s just what he deserves.”Jane put her arm around Jordan’s shoulders and shook her head. “Jordan, you’re still too young.”“What do you mean?”“Dead people don’t talk. If Luthor’s father dies, then all the responsibility will fall on him. Luthor is smart, he’ll get out of this unharmed, save the Winston family, and later, when the opportunity arises, he’ll still go after Zachary.”Jordan truly didn’t understand the power struggles of the big shots.She made a cutting gesture across her neck. “With such ruthless people in the W
As long as everything he had remained unchanged, he still had a chance to make things difficult for Zachary.But he also knew that with the huge leverage Zachary now had over the Winston family, the latter definitely wouldn’t let him escape easily.“Luthor, say something. What should we do?”“Yeah, you're the head of the Winston family. You have to ensure the Winston family’s safety.”“Otherwise... well, since Uncle Gregory is in critical condition, just let him take all the blame.”Luthor didn’t want to listen to any of it. He had his subordinates lock them up in a side room.His brain was working quickly, trying to figure out a solution.Just then, his phone rang.It was an international number.A glint of light flashed in his eyes as he answered.“I can help you.”A woman's voice came through, without any preamble.Luthor paused for a moment before simply saying, “Okay.”The voice continued, “But I can only save you.”“That's fine.”He hung up the phone and immediatel
Zachary did not respond to Westley, but instructed Ronan to check the highway toll station for buses.Westley understood.Some buses did not require ID cards, making it difficult to leave a trace.If they had been careless, by the time Luthor reached the border area or took a private boat to leave, it would be hard to trace."I didn't expect Luthor to compromise to this extent."He was 40 years old.His life had always been smooth sailing, always traveling by special car wherever he went.This black bus was truly a hardship.Zachary stood up.Westley followed him out.As they entered the elevator, Zachary glanced at him through the elevator wall and said with a half-smile, "Are you very idle?"Westley coughed lightly. "I’ll keep quiet."Frank came to pick up Charlotte and happened to run into Zachary.His gaze fell on Westley's face, and he snickered, "Mr. Howard, are you retiring?"They knew Westley’s intentions, but they pretended not to.He did not respond, but direct
"There's no rush to eat. Let me first see how much someone has missed me these past few days."Zachary’s gaze instantly darkened, and he pulled her into the bedroom.Soon, the bedroom was filled with passion.The moment Jordan was thrown into the car, she immediately started running in the opposite direction.Westley grabbed her leg and pulled her back.Jordan kicked him. "Get off, you old pervert! If you touch me again, I’ll call the police."Westley helped her sit back down and instructed the driver to drive."I’m not going with you, stop the car!""I have something to say to you.""I’m not listening!"Westley coaxed her gently. "Aren’t you curious? About the Winston family?"Jordan shook her head, "I’m not curious. I can ask Jane or Charlotte. Stop the car now, or I’ll call the police."Westley said slowly, "Jane and the others can’t talk to you right now. Give me some time, and I’ll tell you everything. That way, you’ll be able to chat with them later."Jordan still re
Jordan, fuming with anger, threw the yogurt bottle aside and immediately stood up to leave.Westley hurriedly grabbed her hand, his tone slightly pleading, "Okay, I won’t call you that, please don’t be mad."Jordan shook off his hand. "I don’t think there’s anything left to talk about. If you don’t agree to the divorce, I’ll take things to court. I still don’t believe you can control the entire world."Westley furrowed his brows slightly, then grabbed her hand again and pulled her into his embrace.He was someone whose words attracted crowds of thousands.He was someone who never had to think long about what to say, who could easily distinguish between what was okay to say and what wasn’t.And he was someone who, no matter what he said or did, no one dared to challenge him.But at that moment, the words were at the tip of his tongue, and he spoke carefully."What do you want me to do, so that we won’t divorce?"Jordan couldn’t figure it out. Why did Westley suddenly like her?
"No need, I’ve already bought a ticket."Westley nodded and grabbed his coat. "I’ll take you to the airport."On the way, Jordan kept thinking, but couldn’t figure it out.She had set up a group chat with Jane and Charlotte, but her messages hadn’t gotten any replies for a long time.It wasn’t until they got to the airport that Jane finally responded."Change in tactics."Jordan instantly understood.So, when she got out of the car, she immediately slung her bag over her shoulder and ran off.She didn’t want to say another word to Westley.Westley waited until her plane had taken off before leaving the airport.Once he sat in the back seat of the car, he pressed his fingers to his temple, feeling confused. "What do young girls want these days?"Buck didn’t understand either. "Sir, you should ask Miss Leanne. Mrs. Howard and Miss Leanne were very close before."Westley knew that Leanne would rather watch the show than help him.Besides, her own love life had been a failure,
Raymond quickly hung up the phone.Zachary could say whatever he liked, but he dared not listen.On the other end of the line, Jane stood on her tiptoes, resting her chin on Zachary’s shoulder. She turned her head to ask him, "Luthor ran away?"Zachary hummed in response, shifting his shoulder slightly. "I’ll cook first."Jane let go of him and grabbed a cucumber, leaning against the side to eat it."By the way, does this mean you know his escape route?"Zachary fried some of her favorite fries and fed her one, a smile tugging at his lips. "If he wants to go abroad and not leave any trace for me to track. There’s only one route."Jane still wanted to ask more questions, but his phone rang."Can you answer it up for me?"Jane glanced at the word "Howard" on the screen, answered the call, and turned on the loudspeaker.Westley’s deep voice came through. "Is it a good time to talk?"Zachary was brief. "Talk."Westley hesitated, clearly struggling to say something.Zachary imm
"As a result, Jordan really didn't like him anymore, and he began to panic."Jane clicked his tongue. "So, that means, in reality, Westley did have some feelings for Jordan, but he thought Jordan was too young and that himself was a bastard, so he avoided her. But later, Jordan stopped liking him, he faced his own feelings, and didn't want to divorce anymore, right?""Right."Jane clicked his tongue several times. "His mind is all tangled up. It's fine for work, but it doesn't work in relationships."Zachary scooped the food onto a plate and handed it to Jane. "Take it out, dinner's ready."The moment Westley landed, he found out Jordan's location and went straight to her.Jordan was waiting for the Soras.There were a lot of mosquitoes, and she was wrapped up tightly.She stayed still in the grass.But Westley recognized her at a glance.He didn't disturb her and waited nearby.His trusted subordinates sprayed insect repellent around him.They waited like that for several
“Georgina.” Whitney took the initiative to walk over and greet her. "Haven’t seen you in ages."Georgina smiled. "Everything's ready. Let's change first. We can talk while soaking in the hot springs."Millie led Whitney to the changing rooms.Yvonne mentioned that she had important guests today and would join them later.Georgina nodded.Caleb and Blake bumped into each other at the entrance.Blake had feelings for his family, but perhaps because he lost his parents at a young age, his personality had grown colder over the years.It wasn't that he didn't care, it was just that he couldn't be like Caleb, always smiling, with a more lively temperament."Caleb.""Blake."Caleb didn't waste time with pleasantries. There was no need between relatives.He walked briskly inside.Blake followed and asked what had happened.Caleb asked the receptionist where Millie's room was.The receptionist smiled professionally. "Mr. Caleb, I'm sorry, although you hold immense power, I still c
Whitney nodded.By the time they arrived, it was already dark.But the entrance of the hot spring resort was bustling with activity.People were coming and going, and the car park at the front was filled with luxury cars.Standing at the entrance was a woman in a purple gown, her figure stunning.In such cold weather, she was only wearing a form-fitting silk dress, and although she had a mink shawl draped over her shoulders, it had started snowing mixed with rain by now.Whitney felt a chill just looking at her.Then, glancing at herself, she realized she looked round and bundled up due to her thin frame, trying to stay warm.Compared to the woman in front of her, she didn't feel the least bit feminine."Yvonne!"Millie tugged Whitney over. "I brought my sister-in-law!"Yvonne excused herself from her guests, letting someone show them in, and then turned to face Millie and Whitney.The moment Whitney met her gaze, she felt a softening in her bones.It was a natural, effort
Caleb's temples throbbed.He regretted some of the things he had done to Millie when they were younger.Whitney was a bit worried, but Millie reassured her to not worry at all.In reality, Caleb was fine.If it weren't for Whitney, she would have exposed his little scheme by now."Gilbert will be here soon.""Also, the doctor said to observe him overnight, but he'll be fine. He can be discharged tomorrow. He's not missing any limbs. Whitney, it's okay to care about your husband, but don't spoil him too much. It'll bring bad luck."Whitney had never heard anything like this before.Millie always said things that were beyond her understanding.Maybe that's the difference between being spoiled growing up and struggling just to survive."Okay."She liked Millie, just as she liked Jane and the others—they were all great girls.Millie pinched her cheek. "That's more like it."Gilbert finished work at his usual time.When he arrived at the hospital, he thought for a moment and c
"You're still trying to make me gain weight." Millie was very kind to Whitney, always speaking in her favor, so she had to support her as well. "I always thought you liked a bit of meat on someone."Caleb wanted her to eat more, gain a bit of weight, and stay healthy.This was a setup, and he wasn't sure how to respond."Only giving me vegetables?"Whitney hadn't planned on cooking meat at all, but since Millie mentioned wanting some, she made cooked some meat."You can't eat anything greasy right now, but I've made some chicken. You can have some chicken."Caleb smirked. "I'll do as you say."Millie couldn't stand it anymore and clicked her tongue a few times.But Caleb didn't give her a chance to speak. "Can't the roast pork shut you up?"Millie was so angry that she gritted her teeth. After finishing her meal, she saw Whitney still feeding Caleb.Unable to stop herself, she said, "Caleb, you've got alcohol poisoning, not a broken arm. Whitney, you should eat. The dishes ar
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