Mag-log inThis was my second meeting with Aira, and my impression of her was actually not bad.I remembered the last time we were at the Garden Restaurant, she was advising Rite that it was wrong to break up someone else's family, and told her not to hurt the unsuspecting wife-that was me.I believed that Aira's values were that of a normal person but why would someone like that hang out with Rite? She knew all the dirty things she had done, yet she did not look down on her; she was a true friend.I asked Aira, "Why are you begging me for her? You know very well how deep my hatred for her runs. I'd love for her to suffer."Genny sneered and echoed me, "Isn't that right? It's better for her to be beaten to death by her precious family than to be beaten to death by someone outside, right? It's too good for her."Aira pursed her lips, looked at me timidly, and said, "I know you hate Rite, but I don't think you're a bad person, Miss Eloise. Rite did do wrong things and hurt you, but she has a trag
"Even a tragic relationship can be considered fate, can't it?" Rite stared at me coldly with her big eyes.I met her gaze calmly, looking at her eyebrows and eyes, and subconsciously tried to find traces of my father on her face, although I was unwilling to admit it, Rite's eyes did indeed resemble my father's."Miss Rite, it's possible that Julian has been conveying a lot of wrong information to you these past two years," I chuckled, speaking with a hint of amusement. "While I have a good personality, I've never said I don't have one!"She sneered disdainfully, "Eloise, some things don't just disappear because you avoid or deny them!""Do you admit that you are the product of my father's extramarital affair?" I deliberately disgusted her. "You don't mind being called an illegitimate child, and neither does your family?"Rite pursed her lips, clearly angry as she looked at me coldly, "Are you threatening me?""You can interpret it that way," I said coldly. "You'd better not mess with
That moment felt strange, as if Hayes and I were from two different worlds."Do you think President Hayes is single or not?” A voice came from behind me. “I overheard someone from Whitmore saying while buying coffee that even his dog is male. Is it self-discipline? Or does he not like women?" The voice added, causing me to turn."Oh my, even if he likes men, I'd still ship the man with him, just because he looks like that!" another voice shipped in. "Yeah, he is so cool and will be a handsome top! Waaaaah... I can picture it so vividly!""If it weren't for the fact that Whitmore is so different from my current job, I would go for an interview at Whitmore right now for the sake of this handsome guy!" The long-haired girl looked at Hayes's back with stars in her eyes."Forget it, these rich and handsome guys are like stars in the sky. We mere mortals can only watch the show and feast our eyes!" another girl couldn't help but sigh. "I really don't know what kind of woman such a god-like
Lying in bed at night, I couldn't help but think about the failed job interview and Hayes's "telling the truth" speech.I did not need any sympathy or pity; all I wanted was fair and equal treatment.But ideals were beautiful, while reality was often cruel.After learning of Julian's betrayal, I clearly chose to retaliate normally, so why was I labeled as scheming, premeditated, and shrewd?I did not understand, nor did I think I did anything wrong.I acted a little impulsively and told Genny on the phone, "Even if the interviewer asks me this question again in the next interview, I will still answer truthfully!"Genny and Hayes shared the same opinion. She comforted me, "Eloise, it's not that they want to label you like that, but the interviewer has to consider how you would choose to protect your own interests when they conflict with the company's. Admittedly, capitalists hope their employees are diligent workers who only need to be loyal to the company; other thoughts are best left
Was there someone else in Hayes's family?Or did he just return from a business trip out of town?Just then, the maid had brought me fruit and milk. I asked her about it, and she glanced at the direction diagonally opposite, paused for a moment. "Maybe it's Mr. Hayes's assistant?""Assistant? Didn't the assistant go on the business trip with him?""I don't know about that. Assistant Dave often comes to our house to pick up and deliver documents," the maid said thoughtfully. "Perhaps the boss left some documents at home and asked him to come and find them. Look, the light is off again."I glanced at it and saw that the lights were indeed off, so I didn't pay much attention.In the days that followed, I waited for the court to notify me of the hearing date while also looking for a job. During this time, I did receive several interview invitations, but unfortunately, all of them ended in failure.Whenever an interviewer asks me why there was a gap in my two-year timeframe after graduatio
The small villa was cleaned and tidied by people hired by Hayes, and even the peonies and roses in the garden and on the terrace kept thriving.When Genny and I arrived, a woman in her fifties was helping to tidy up the vases in the living room. When she saw us enter, she quickly put down the scissors and sunflowers in her hand, came forward to help carry our luggage, and then introduced herself warmly."Hello, Ms. Eloise, I am Mara, Mr. Hayes's live-in housekeeper. Mr. Hayes asked me to come here to see if there is anything I can help you with."After exchanging a few polite words, Mara said, "Miss Eloise, how is the house tidied up? If you have any other requests, please let me know. Mr. Hayes is away on a business trip these days, and he asked me to take good care of you here."I was about to say no, but Jamie tugged at my arm and said, "I think Hayes's arrangements are quite good. His housekeeper seems efficient and quiet. Look how clean she is; she must cook well too! Anyway, Hay
I reckoned Julian had already devised a roundabout reason to ask me for money, which is why he had already agreed to the cooperation with Butcher Group. He was just planning to find a suitable opportunity to ask me, but I interrupted his plan before it even happened.He had long planned to make me
A black Bentley Continental was parked at the entrance of the residential area. I unbuckled my seatbelt, stepped out, and thanked Hayes.But I hadn’t expected Julian, who should have still been at the company, to appear there.He was already at the entrance, the driver’s side window half-rolled dow
The next few days were surprisingly peaceful.Julian was impossibly attentive, smothering, even. Every night without fail, he brought me a cup of hot milk, coaxing me in a dozen different ways to drink it.Just like tonight.I pushed it slightly away. He leaned closer, resting his arm against mine.
Eloise Pov The sun was setting outside my window when I finally asked about Julian.A nurse came in to check my vitals. She was young with kind eyes and she moved quietly around the room."Has my husband been here?" The words tasted bitter in my mouth.She glanced at me then back at the monitor."







