Karsyn glanced at Juliet’s cold expression, stuck out her tongue at her retreating figure, and followed along.
Their relationship was nothing more than surface-level courtesy, Blueheart Company the last thin layer of civility—distant but not completely broken.
The four of them took their seats. Alexzander sat at the head of the table, with Juliet on his right, Franklin on his left, and Karsyn sitting next to him.
The table was already filled with an abundance of delicious dishes, their aroma filling the air.
Karsyn had never really enjoyed eating here; the atmosphere was too stifling. Even someone as lively as her felt the pressure, forcing her to behave properly.
Especially when facing Alexzander—he made the whole room feel suffocating, as if the air had thinned. Every time this happened, she had to admire Britney. She used to come here with Conrad all the time, but how did she manage to ha
Karsynsometimes didnโt like to overcomplicate things. She always believed that there were more good people than bad in the world. Overthinking only brought unnecessary troubles.She might be naรฏve, but that didnโt mean she was stupid.When Alexzanderwas criticizing her, she had been paying close attention to Franklinโs reaction.Even if he had just said a single word in her defense, no matter how harsh or difficult Alexzanderโs words were, she wouldnโt have left midway. She would have stayed for him because he cared about her...But he had remained silent the entire time.That meant he agreed with Alexzander.At this moment, Franklinโs silenceโwhat did it mean?Did he really blame her?A long silence stretched between them as they stood facing each other. Then, he finally spoke.โKarsyn, you know how important this competition is to me.โโOf course, I know. You also know that I never interfere with you
A few days ago, Mr. Castroand Mr.Calderonwere not in Goldmoor, and Dr. Beckerhad gone abroad for further studies.The BOSS had also ordered him not to inform anyone else.The BOSS's stubbornness gave him a headache.If it werenโt for the fact that the BOSS, in his unconscious state, had murmured Miss Meltonโs name, and he had seized the opportunity to take his phone and call her, he truly wouldnโt have known what else to do.Hearing Miss Meltonโs question, Irvinclosed the door and said, โIโve treated the wound on the BOSSโs waist. When I changed the dressing yesterday, it was nearly healed.โIrvinhesitated for a moment before continuing, โBut on the day of the earthquake, when I caught the BOSS on the lawn outside, he bled a lot. His entire shirt and pants were soaked in bloodโฆโRecalling that moment, when he had seen the BOSS unconscious in the backseat, he had been truly terrified.He had been prepared
He rarely had long sleep sessions; it was always difficult for him to fall asleep, and even when he did, it wouldnโt last longโhe would wake up easily.He had lost track of how many days it had been. Ernestoconstantly felt like he was trapped in a raging inferno, tormented by fragments of dreams that had been buried deep in his heartโmemories he never wanted to recall yet could never forgetโฆIn the dream, there was a woman who showered him with love and care, always staying by his side. She treated him like any devoted mother would treat her child, pouring all her love into him, harboring hopes that he would grow up to be a successful man.He worked hard, ranking at the top in every exam. Whenever they saw his test papers, they would praise him and reward him with little gifts.Until one day, during a routine school health checkup, everything changed.The next day, his parents were called to the school. He sat outside the principalโs office,
These past few days, there had only been Ernestoand Irvinin the houseโtwo grown men. Since Ernestohad frequently been in a coma, Irvincould only change his bandages but wasnโt in a good position to help him get dressed. As a result, at this moment, Ernestoโs upper body was bare, something he had completely forgotten. Due to his movements, the blanket slipped from his shoulders, revealing his well-defined chest muscles.Karsynhad no idea that Ernestowasnโt wearing a shirt, so she didnโt avert her gaze in time. When she saw his chiseled chest muscles, she couldnโt look away. Her mouth hung open as if someone had stuffed a whole egg inside.Damn!Was he just casually flashing his chest muscles like that?Musclesโฆ TattoosโฆHow could he be this tempting?She had to admitโafter years of reading thosebooks and watching thosemovies, it had practically become a habit s
Ernesto’s temperament was unpredictable. He wasn’t exactly easygoing, but he wasn’t completely difficult either. The problem was, he was impossible to figure out because his expressions hardly changed.As people often said, he didn’t show his emotions on his face.But it was best not to cross his bottom line, or else…You’d be in for it.At this moment, Irvinwas absolutely terrified. He was still holding onto a burning hot potato—his boss’s phone—which he hadn’t had the chance to return yet!And now, the boss had woken up.Awake!Words couldn’t describe how much fear gripped Irvin’s heart right now.Especially when he noticed Karsynglancing sideways with her big round eyes. Anyone who had stayed by Ernesto’s side for long enough wasn’t stupid, and Irvinwas no exception. He quickly put on a sheepish smile, turned around, and fe
the Melton family ran a top-tier TV station in Goldmoor, making it one of the best in the industry.Having grown up in this environment, Karsynhad been deeply influenced by it and naturally enjoyed watching variety shows.At first, Irvinfound watching alone boring, but once Karsynjoined him, he wasnโt just drawn in by the showโhe was drawn in by her. Soon enough, both of them were engrossed in watching.Meanwhile, at the dining table, Ernestowas eating at a slow pace. Most of the time, his gaze would unconsciously drift toward a certain woman when she wasnโt paying attention.By the time Karsynhad finished her meal and gone to watch TV, he was still taking his time, chewing slowly and deliberately.As he wiped his lips with a napkin, he could hear the two on the sofa excitedly discussing something. From his angle, he could see their heads getting closer and closer together, laughter constantly erupting between th
Karsynwas determined to watch today, no matter what.She refused to believe that as a perfectly healthy person, she couldnโt handle a sick man. Worst case, she could just run!"Close the door!"After a long pause, Ernestofinally uttered two words in a muffled voice.Karsynhad thought she would have to face off with this man for a while. She was already mentally prepared to bolt if things got heated.Standing to the side, Irvinwatched Karsynwith a heart full of suspense, secretly breaking into a cold sweat for her. Apart from Mr.Calderonand Mr. Castro, no one had ever dared to speak to the boss like this.Could she really be the woman Boss liked?Karsynspotted her bag, which was still in Ernestoโs room. She quickly dashed over to grab it, feeling on edge with every step, afraid that the man on the bed might change his mind and trap her. Only when she reached the doorway again did she finally fe
"Miss, youโre not home yet?" Raidenrolled his eyes on the other end of the call.Britneypaused for a moment, looking at the street scenery outside. "Yeah, I'm on my way home.""Your husband went back early. I heard you two are planning to have a baby soon. He looked really eager when he left!" Raidensnickered. Manueldidnโt actually need to returnโhe had to come back tomorrow anyway, and staying here alone wouldโve been boring. But he insisted on going back. Remembering the predatory look in his eyes when he left, Raidencouldnโt help but feel like mocking him.Manuel, who was once famous for being indifferent to women, was now utterly addicted to one."โฆ"Britneywas speechless.She just wanted to knowโexactly how many people were aware of this?"You called me just to say this?" She forcibly steered the topic back."Oh, right." Raidennarrowed his charming eyes, suddenly remembering the pu
Skyler had fallen asleep, but her mind remained alert. After all, Raiden had left a psychological scar on her today.As soon as Raiden mentioned being hungry, she couldn't help but complain to herself. He hadn't felt hungry earlier, and now, suddenly, he was.But despite the resentment in her heart, she didnโt dare voice it. After all, he was the young master, and she was just a servant..."Should I heat it up for you?" Since this "ancestor" had called for her, it was clear he wouldnโt do it himself. And it was late, so the other family members had likely already gone to sleep.Sure enough, the young master kicked his feet and said, "Should I do it myself?" If he was going to do it himself, why bother calling her? The real reason was that he couldnโt sleep and, seeing her sleep soundly beside him, a psychological urge stirred within him.If he couldnโt sleep, neither should she. It was a kind of unhealthy mentality.He wanted to wake her up
Skyler finally had the chance to observe the entire room. The decor was simple yet refined.A large sky-blue bed, a desk with a desktop LCD computer, and some model decorations—all expensive just at a glance. It matched his unruly personality well. However, it was clear he didn’t come home often; everything here still looked brand new."Where are you sleeping? Why are you asking me?"Since his father let her move in, he must have arranged a place for her."Do you have an extra blanket? I’ll sleep on the floor."The bed was big enough for two people, and she had slept with him before—otherwise, how would she have gotten pregnant? But at this moment, she didn’t dare sleep with him. She hadn’t forgotten the way he had looked downstairs, as if he wanted to devour her alive.She didn’t dare provoke him again, afraid that if she shared a bed with him, she might not even know how she died.She knew t
"Do you think you've found yourself a backer now? Is that why you feel so important?"Raiden’s tone was full of sarcasm.He looked exactly like a little kid afraid of losing his father's love.It’s often said that women mature faster than men, and Skyler was one of those women. She could see exactly what Raiden was upset about, and a smile tugged at her lips."No, Mr.Calderon! My biggest backer is you," Skyler admitted her mistake.Like hell he’d believe that! The innocence she had before was completely gone now.Raiden let out a cold snort and sneered, "Skyler, I didn't expect your appetite to be this big. First, you took my house, and now, in the blink of an eye, you've managed to squeeze a fortune out of my dad. Did your brain suddenly become enlightened? You’re making money at an impressive speed!""Mr.Calderon, I did go back on my word in this matter. I’m sorry! Here’s the key to the house you
Every parent, when talking about their child, always wears the kindest smile. Frankie was no exception. And when he thought about the fact that he would soon become a grandfather, his mood improved even more.Feeling good, he couldn’t help but chat a little more with Skyler.As Frankie flipped through old photos of Raiden’s childhood and talked about his younger days, Skyler truly saw how adorable he had been as a child.Uncle Calderon wasn’t lying—Mr.Calderon had been handsome since he was little.Big eyes, double eyelids, a high nose bridge, rosy lips, pearly white teeth, and fair skin—all combined with that charmingly arrogant expression…Skyler subconsciously placed her hand on her belly, wondering if the baby inside would be just as good-looking. If it were a girl and took after Mr.Calderon, she certainly wouldn’t be unattractive."Master, dinner is ready!" a servant came forward and announced.
"She should take a good look at herself! She doesn't want to marry me?" Raiden shouted.Who did she think she was? And who was he? Since when did a woman have the right to reject him?Since he was old enough to understand things, he had been surrounded by countless women, all vying for his attention. Which woman didn't want to marry him?Raiden sneered internally. This woman was definitely playing hard to get in front of his father, trying to win his favor so that he would pressure him into marrying her.I didn't see this coming.Skyler, so you dare play tricks on me!Skyler shivered slightly under Raidenโs sharp gaze. Was it a crime now to not want to marry him?Frankie stepped forward and kicked his own son. "And you should take a good look at yourself!"That kick wasnโt light. Raiden gasped in pain and quickly pulled his leg back to clutch it.Damn it!He was almost thirty, yet his old man still kicked him with
When Raiden walked in, he actually found that woman in his house!Without a word, he rushed up to her, grabbed her wrist, and started dragging her outside with large strides."Mr.Calderon, what are you doing?" Caught off guard by his strength, Skyler’s wrist throbbed in pain as she frowned and couldn't help but cry out."Don't ask, just come with me!"As soon as Raiden received a call from the person he had arranged to take Skyler to the hospital, he rushed back immediately.He had sent her to get an abortion, and she was already on the operating table—yet somehow, the old trickster in his family had intercepted her! Just thinking about how the plan was almost completed but was suddenly interrupted made him incredibly frustrated.How could he not know what that old fox was scheming?For the past few years, every time he returned home, the old man would pester him about marriage. Eventually, he got so fed up that he outrigh
Frankie was setting up Skyler, but unfortunately, she was too young and inexperienced to realize it. She had never encountered such schemes before, let alone faced an old fox like Frankie.At first, Skyler had no idea who had decided against her abortion. It wasn’t until she had spoken with Frankie for a while that she finally understood—it was the old master himself who wanted to keep his grandchild.She had already promised Raiden that she would terminate the pregnancy, and she had struggled internally for a long time. But in the end, her heart leaned toward keeping the child.“However, I have three conditions.”“Go ahead, go ahead…” Frankie was so delighted that she had agreed that he would have accepted a hundred conditions if necessary.“First, after the child is born, I want to be able to visit them whenever I wish. But you can rest assured—I will only be visiting the child and will have
Raiden’s Father...Hearing Frankie's words, Skyler couldn't help but look up. He wasn’t like what she had imagined. The middle-aged man in front of her was well-maintained, looking energetic and full of vitality. His smile was warm and friendly. There were indeed some resemblances between him and Raiden—he must have been quite a charming man in his younger years.Seeing her subtly relax, Frankie chuckled, “What do you think? Not quite what you imagined, right?”Having her thoughts seen through so easily, Skyler blushed, feeling slightly embarrassed. “It’s a bit different from what I expected,” she admitted.“Sit down and talk. I’m not used to looking up at people while speaking.” Frankie deliberately said this, knowing that otherwise, she wouldn’t sit down.Just as he had anticipated, Skyler realized that standing while talking to someone like this was somewhat impolite. Beside
Skyler looked at the cold, sterile operating table, her steps heavy as she walked over and lay down with the nurse’s help. Staring at her still-flat stomach, she silently whispered to the tiny life inside her, "Baby, I'm sorry."He had been so well-behaved. She had heard that during the first three months of pregnancy, morning sickness was common, sometimes severe enough to make one feel like the world was spinning. Yet, she hadn’t experienced any of that—she felt just like a normal person. She knew her baby must be a very obedient child.Unfortunately, she had no ability to keep him. If she forced his birth, he would only suffer alongside her.So, I’m sorry. It’s because I’m not brave enough…She had never intended to keep this child, but that didn’t mean she had no feelings for him. He was, after all, her own flesh and blood."Miss Oneal, we’re going to administer the anesthesia now. Try to r