Annabelle was speechless, but she also knew that Kendrick could say and do it.
She didn't ask for another room, instead she coldly packed her backpack in silence.Kendrick, however, began to undress."What were you doing?""Take a shower and go to bed.""Weren't you just sleeping on the plane?""Three hours is not enough, I didn't sleep all night last night."The words were not finished, and Mr. Gregory had already taken off his shirt, revealing his well-defined abs. Annabelle blinked quickly and before she could look away, she noticed that he had already started taking off his trousers...Hooligan!Annabelle's face turned red, and she turned around and went back into the inner room of the suite, out of sight, out of mind.However, the sound of him taking off his clothes behind him was even more intriguing.Annabelle couldn't help but close her eyes and let out a sigh.After a while, the person behind her didn't make any soAfterwards, Kendrick indeed kept his promise and did not bother her anymore. He took a shower and went to bed.Annabelle insisted on not lying with him, so she curled up on the single sofa and started reading magazines. However, after a while, she unknowingly fell asleep.When she woke up again, she realized that she had ended up on the bed, while Kendrick was working at the desk.Without asking, it was known that after she fell asleep on the single sofa, she was carried to bed by Kendrick.I looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.Annabelle sat up and couldn't help but ask, "You brought me to Milan, not to stay in a hotel, right?"Kendrick lifted his head, approached the bed, and said with a smile, "If it's for staying at a hotel, I will take you to a better place."He took Annabelle's wrist and led her out of the bedroom onto the balcony.The balcony was semi-enclosed, with a circle of green plants arranged on it,
Annabelle nodded and thought to herself, "I am not a child anymore."Kendrick smiled and ruffled her hair before striding away from the concert hall.After the halftime break, the second half performance is about to start again, but Kendrick has not returned yet.Annabelle couldn't help but look towards the entrance. However, in that momentary glance, a familiar figure flashed by and took a seat in the VIP card room across.Young master!She almost blurted out, just as she was about to take a closer look, the lights in the hall went out and Kendrick returned to his seat on time."What are you looking at?" Kendrick whispered.Annabelle glanced deeply at the VIP lounge over there again and shook her head."Nothing."She thought that she must have been mistaken, it couldn't be just a coincidence to meet the young master here.Kendrick looked at her absent-minded expression and couldn't help but follow her gaze to the
"Oh." Annabelle was still a bit groggy, and she went to the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste onto her electric toothbrush, and started brushing her teeth.Halfway through, I suddenly realized something belatedly.She spat out the toothpaste foam and walked out of the bathroom, asking, "Aren't we leaving yet?"If you don't leave yet, wouldn't it mean that you have to share the same bed with him for another night?On the first night, he was a gentleman. On the second night, could he still continue to be a gentleman?This was a big problem.Kendrick then said that according to the plan, he did indeed intend to return to his country today, but he was invited to a cocktail party in the evening, so he postponed his plan to return."Where were we going later?""Go buy some gifts for friends to bring back to the country. If you don't want to go, you can also rest at the hotel, it's okay."Kendrick had already prepared himself for r
Annabelle clearly felt that the person had walked towards her!As the figure approached, her heart pounded. When the man was only a dozen meters away from her, Annabelle suddenly looked up. In that moment, she caught the gaze of the Western man.In the brown pupils, there was darkness and cunning, as well as hidden murderous intent!The man was still approaching, although he lowered his head and did not make eye contact with Annabelle again. Despite her belief that the chances of a man attacking in public were unlikely, Annabelle, relying on an almost animalistic instinct, felt danger approaching.She disregarded everything and turned around to run, but was pulled into an embrace by an arm."Where are you going? Don't you want anything anymore?"Kendrick frowned as he looked at her, "Not feeling well?"She looks like she has seen a ghost now, with a pale face.At this moment, the man dressed in black had already arrived by thei
During this period, Lisa heard a lot about Kendrick.He cancelled important meetings and willingly acted as a driver to pick her up and drop her off at school, all for the woman who came from the mountains.This is the treatment that Lisa has always dreamed of, but it is enjoyed by a woman who didn't even finish middle school.Why?Another thing that made Lisa even more angry was that a movie in which she had been cast as the lead actress for a long time was suddenly canceled not long ago.The director's response to her was unexpectedly that her image was not pure enough and she was more suitable for playing a negative supporting role in the play.Lisa was dissatisfied and asked the director how purity was defined. She questioned where she lacked purity.The director took out a photo and said that a girl like this was the type of person they were looking for, but unfortunately, this girl had a special identity and it was not possible
The car smoothly entered the inner driveway of the estate, and Annabelle lowered the car window, looking towards the building not far away, where the lights were flickering.It was an estate with a pure Italian classical architectural style. Although it was evening, it still looked beautiful. The night breeze carried the faint sound of lively Sicilian music, drifting from a distance.It was supposed to be a pleasant thing, but for some reason, as soon as Annabelle entered the mansion, cold sweat started to seep from her palms.Kendrick noticed her silence and the tightly clenched fingers: "Nervous?"Annabelle shook her head, she had attended big events before, even though this one was abroad, she wouldn't be stage fright.This inexplicable unease in the heart only made it more mysterious.Annabelle rubbed her temples, trying to stop herself from overthinking, and changed the subject: "Is this estate owner your friend or business partner?"
Annabelle was suddenly stunned, realizing that when Tanner praised her earlier, his wife also gave him a glare."Is it true or not... Maybe I should go back..."Kendrick was really scared when he saw her, but he smiled and said, "Don't worry, he wouldn't dare."Or rather, no one here dared to easily mess with Kendrick's woman.And Tanner, no matter how misbehaved he was, never stooped to such a level of depravity."I was afraid that you would consider everyone as a good person."Annabelle wiped her sweat and said that she would just avoid this uncle in the future.She reacted again, furrowing her brow and asking, "Kendrick, do I seem foolish in your eyes?"Kendrick smiled slightly and did not deny it.She was just a little rabbit who seemed a bit sharp, but in the end, she was still a rabbit.At this moment, the two of them arrived at the banquet hall, and Annabelle had no choice but to stop chatting with him.
On Annabelle's side, she was still unaware that she had already been in danger.She had just walked out of the villa with Kendrick and arrived at the edge of the fountain pool.As the night breeze blew, weariness dissipated. She looked towards the pond, where the clear water blurred the reflection of the two people.Looking at the two of them standing together, I remembered three months ago when they were still strangers. Now, they have come to a foreign country together and are enjoying their trip, feeling even more amazed.Remembering the absurd behavior at the engagement banquet, Annabelle couldn't help but ask, "By the way, why did you want to marry me back then?"Back then, Kendrick had no feelings for her, so Annabelle was always curious about why he agreed to marry her.Kendrick fell silent for a moment and then smiled, "Curious about you."At that time, Annabelle guessed about his poisoning injury, and Kendrick was worried tha
Julissa wondered—could it be that Scott didn’t have a membership card and had used Heather’s instead?She temporarily stepped away from the front desk and sat in the lounge area, trying to figure out what to do next.Technically, she could just call Scott and ask him to bring her in.But she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to show up unannounced, catch them off guard, and completely disrupt their rhythm.And besides, if she were stopped outside and had to wait for Scott to come out and fetch her, it would feel like she had already lost to Heather in terms of presence and pride.So, that plan was a no-go.Should she just wait until they came out? But the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she felt.Why should she waste her time waiting around like this while they got to enjoy their date?Just as she was lost in frustration, a male voice called out to her.“Julissa?”Julissa closed her eyes. She didn’t even need to turn around—the voice alone was enough to know who it was.S
Julissa quickly grabbed Scott’s hand. “Don’t worry about it.”He curled his lips into a smile and obediently let go, then swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the bed…The next morning, Julissa sat up, rubbing her throbbing temples and aching body—only to find the bed empty.Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains onto her body. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Eleven a.m.Crap! She was late!No, this wasn’t just being late—she’d completely skipped work!“Mr. Nichols?” she called toward the bedroom door. No response. Clearly, the big boss had already gone to the office.She reached for her phone by the pillow—then suddenly remembered she’d used it to record video last night. Scott had gone to take a shower, and she’d been so exhausted she’d fallen asleep without even thinking about it.The phone had to still be on the windowsill.Barefoot, she got out of bed and pulled back the curtain. Sure enough, the phone was still there, screen down and nearly burnin
After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen together. Then Scott went to take a shower, while Julissa headed to the bedroom.She placed her phone on the windowsill, hidden behind the curtain. Only a sheer layer covered it—just enough to keep things from being too explicit. As long as his voice was clearly captured, a blurry image would actually be even better.After all, the last thing she wanted was for every man at his future wedding to see her naked on the big screen.Yes—she was going to record her night with Mr. Nichols.Just like those classic evil ex-girlfriends in dramas, she planned to send the footage straight to his future wife. And better yet—broadcast it at their wedding.Sure, this move was one of those you hurt me, I’ll destroy us both kind of deals.But whatever. She, Julissa, was just a nobody, a little shrimp in the vast sea of high society. Once she left this circle, she could go back to her own little life.Even if she couldn't return to a peaceful life, she would do
Julissa was startled by his sudden move. She quickly turned around and smiled at Scott. “Maybe my period is coming. I’m just feeling a little low.”He paused for a second, as if just realizing what she meant by “period,” then gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.“You girls get emotional because of that?”Julissa forced a small smile. “Of course. We get moody, feel down for no reason, and crave all kinds of heavy flavors.”Scott raised an eyebrow. “Oh? So what’s Julissa craving today?”Julissa immediately sensed where this was going and shot him a glare. “Definitely not what you’re thinking.”“What am I thinking?” Scott’s gaze lingered on her lips, a mischievous smile spreading across his face.Truth be told, Julissa wasn’t in the mood to flirt, so she backed away slightly. “Mr. Nichols, behave yourself…”He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her.Julissa wanted to push him away, but her hands were covered in marinade and seasoning from preparing the fish.
That one sentence struck deep.Instinctively, Julissa glanced at the ring on her left middle finger, thinking of what Scott had said to her.That night, when he gave her the ring, he had told her it wasn’t an engagement ring—just something to wear for now, and that when the time came for a proposal, he would give her something even better.She believed his words.So even though what Mrs. Nichols just said shocked her, and even brought a momentary pang to her chest, she didn’t believe it.“How do you know he won’t marry me?”Honestly, Julissa even wanted to ask, How do you know I’d definitely agree to marry him? A girl’s got her pride too.But now wasn’t the time to nitpick. She just wanted to know where Mrs. Nichols got the confidence to say so definitively that Scott wouldn’t marry her.Mrs. Nichols didn’t seem like the type to lie, and that only made Julissa more determined to find out the truth.“Then I’ll be blunt,” Mrs. Nichols said. “Tomorrow at 7 p.m., he’s going to meet Miss H
Walking beside Mrs. Nichols was another senior executive from the Nichols Group, one of the company’s veterans. The two of them were chatting and laughing, clearly in good spirits.Why is Mrs. Nichols still here? Has she been at the company the whole day?But then again, she was the former president’s wife. It was only natural for her to be on familiar terms with the old guard.Julissa quickly lowered her head, pretending she hadn’t seen anything, hoping Mrs. Nichols hadn’t noticed her either.She scrolled aimlessly through her phone, clearly distracted. She knew she should go up and greet her, but kept telling herself there was no point in exchanging a few perfunctory words. Better to stay in ostrich mode.More importantly, she was feeling guilty—her first impression with her future mother-in-law had been far from ideal. Or maybe it was just that Mrs. Nichols had such an overwhelming presence that Julissa dreaded facing her alone.She couldn’t help but wonder again—what kind of man m
Julissa truly felt like she could never win against this man. Talking to him was like navigating a minefield—one careless step, and she’d fall right into his trap.But it was still working hours, after all. Julissa thought his sudden surge of interest was way too unexpected, leaving her flustered and completely unprepared.“Mr. Nichols, what do you take me for?” she asked, breathless.“What do I take you for?”As each button was slowly undone, Julissa felt like her face was about to combust.“I’m not the kind of woman who’d… who’d just let herself get harassed for a bonus!”“Then just pretend you’re harassing me,” Scott said casually.Julissa blinked. That’s allowed?But actually, if she flipped the roles in her mind—if she imagined herself as the one taking advantage of him—somehow, it felt a bit more tolerable.Scott’s hands didn’t stop moving. They were already at her waist. “Besides,” he murmured, “you went back on your word. There’s got to be a price for that.”Julissa was hot an
Kendrick resumed his earlier position, leaning against the headboard. “The Nichols family still has some unresolved issues—they’re definitely in no place to plan a wedding right now.”“I see…” Annabelle nodded thoughtfully. “But Julissa’s dad also said they had to be together for at least a year before they could get married, just to prevent them from being impulsive.”Kendrick didn’t respond further. He got out of bed and walked around to Annabelle’s side, scooping her up in his arms.“What are you doing now?” Annabelle asked in alarm.Kendrick chuckled helplessly. “Time to wash up, remember? You said your legs were too weak to walk.”…The Next Morning, Times GroupWhen Julissa went to the staff lounge to get water, she overheard her colleagues excitedly chatting about their quarterly bonuses.When they saw her, they couldn't help gossiping. They said that Miss Hickman had been working overtime again and had even completed another project, so her bonus would surely be substantial.J
That morning, after Agatha left the the Whitney Group, she died in a car accident that afternoon.The killer wasn’t Dereon, and it certainly wasn’t Ryan. Since he had promised to let her go, he wasn’t someone who would go back on his word.But Ryan knew exactly who did it—because right after Agatha’s death, he received a phone call.On the other end, the man said coldly, “Little Ryan, this is how you deal with traitors.”Ryan understood—this was a warning. A warning that if he dared to betray them, dared to spare Kendrick again, then whether it was Ryan himself, Anna, or anyone close to him, they’d all end up like Agatha.At this point, it was no longer a matter of wanting to kill Kendrick or not—it was something he had to do.Otherwise, the one who would die… would be him.Ryan downed his drink in one gulp.Dereon continued, “Young Master, I’m grateful you didn’t punish me and only assigned me overseas. But I still don’t think I did anything wrong. And that Sid—how could he possibly