Annabelle opened her eyes wide and looked at Kendrick, as if she didn't know what he was saying, and asked in return, "Why should I be jealous?"
Kendrick listened and gave a bitter smile.
"That was me being sentimental. Do you want to stay here, or should I carry you upstairs?"
"It was right here."
"Okay, then I went upstairs first. Call me if you need anything."
After Kendrick left, Annabelle fell into deep thought. Was she really feeling jealous?
Immediately, Annabelle shook her head. It was impossible for her to like Kendrick, at most it was because she saw Ariana playing mind games and Kendrick was completely oblivious, she was just worried for him.
But then I realized, why was I in such a hurry?
It is normal for a woman who has fallen in love to play some tricks for the man she likes. Why should she be so concerned about it?
So I stopped overthinking.
Annabelle stayed at home for a week, and the swelling in h
Annabelle smiled and, in fact, she only played the piano for her own amusement, never really considering performing on stage.However, seeing how excited her friend was, she decided to agree to Kamila's request and give it a try.If fortunate enough to be chosen, that would be great. If not chosen, at least Kamila tried her best and should have no regrets.As soon as Annabelle agreed, Kamila couldn't be happier. She immediately told Annabelle a few songs she had been considering and the two of them started discussing and choosing one as their performance piece.Gauge's attention was always focused on the conversation between Annabelle and Kamila, so he didn't hear what Hayley said at all. It was only when the people around him stopped talking that he realized the atmosphere was a bit awkward."Sorry, what did you just say?"Hayley gave a bitter smile and said with a hint of disappointment, "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if there are any
Annabelle's eyes lit up: "Weren't you uninterested in acting?"She remembered that many girls had come to find Gauge before, wanting him to participate in the show together, but he had refused and said he wasn't interested.Gauge pursed his lips and said, "Even if it's just a friendly support, isn't Kamila also quite regretful?"That's true to say, the song was adapted by Kamila, and she put a lot of effort into it. It ended up being aborted like this, and she is very regretful.Annabelle saw it all and hoped to help her bring the melody to life."We need to practice as soon as possible, I'm not sure if we can cooperate well."Gauge laughed after listening, "When have we ever not worked well together?"Annabelle smiled and realized that when she had previously sought advice from Gauge on classical harp playing techniques, they had also tried playing some pieces together and had coordinated well.Therefore, Gauge didn't think ab
But Mr. Gregory still suppressed the sourness in his heart, and lightly tugged at the corners of his mouth, managing to squeeze out a smile."Okay, very good. I wish you a successful performance."He knew that he couldn't stop her.He watched Annabelle from the beginning, unwilling to go on stage to perform, to later actively preparing, from being excited and elated after being selected, to feeling nervous and anxious as the performance approached.Kendrick saw everything.He knew that Annabelle cherished this opportunity to perform and was filled with anticipation. Since it was something she loved doing, he should fully support her and not be jealous.Annabelle looked at his ugly smile and the words that seemed to be gritted through his teeth, and instantly felt a chill run down her spine.This man was possessive and jealous, he must have been unhappy.Why suddenly do I have an ominous premonition that an old fox is up to misc
"Why?" Seamus asked, puzzled.Kendrick said lightly, "She didn't want her classmates to know about our relationship.""Kendrick, were you so humble?"Kendrick frowned unhappily, turned off the speaker, and picked up his phone. "Is there anything else?"Afterwards, Seamus said something else that Annabelle didn't hear, but Kendrick also quickly hung up the phone.Annabelle glared at him with a gloomy face.Kendrick walked past her, paused for a moment, and smiled as he patted her shoulder. "Don't be nervous, it's okay. Even if the performance goes wrong, your husband won't make fun of you."Annabelle's cosmos exploded."How did you know that I would mess up the performance?""You have only been learning for a few days, it's normal to feel nervous on stage and make mistakes. It's okay, don't worry."Kendrick's tone was like that of an older brother encouraging his impulsive younger sister, and when he mentioned the
Kendrick's gaze was so intense that it inexplicably made Annabelle feel suffocated.It was even more uncomfortable than standing on stage and being stared at by ten thousand people individually, causing the eyelashes to tremble involuntarily."It's just me, are you still nervous?"Annabelle furrowed her brows and calmly said, "I wasn't nervous."His gaze was too audacious, as if he could devour her completely at any moment, making her feel a little uneasy.Kendrick smiled, didn't say anything, changed his sitting position, and forcefully suppressed the restless thoughts in his mind, playing the role of an audience member properly.Annabelle had already brought over a wooden dining chair, stepped onto a professional footstool, embraced a classical guitar, and was ready.Then she lifted those captivating beautiful eyes, glanced lightly at Kendrick, and curled her lips as if saying, "Old fox, listen to me carefully."The piece to
Annabelle's face turned red all of a sudden, followed by a joyful expression reminiscent of a little girl."Is it really that good-looking? Then I'll wear it." After saying that, she tilted her chin at Kendrick, lifted her skirt, and briskly walked upstairs.Kendrick squinted as he watched her leave. This rabbit has been provoking frequently lately, is she too confident?The next morning, Kendrick dressed in black casual attire and went out.Annabelle sat in the restaurant eating breakfast, watching him get on the car and leave, she tapped her forehead in confusion.Today's old fox was a little different.He usually drives a Maybach to the company, but today he drove a Land Rover and was dressed casually, so it's definitely not for going to the company. He also didn't carry a bag in his hand, so it doesn't seem like he's going on a long trip.If I were to go and find a friend, it wouldn't be possible either, as it was only seven o'clo
Gauge looked confused and said, "I don't know."Annabelle thought for a moment, perhaps Gauge was less interested in the affairs of the celebrity circle.She had also long noticed that Gauge was not interested in the things that rich second-generation individuals were passionate about. He himself had also mentioned that he had only two hobbies, music and swimming.This is somewhat similar to Annabelle, as she also likes these two things."Actually, he was me..."However, before Annabelle could finish speaking, Gauge interjected, "I heard it was your brother?""Hmm?""What Kamila said."Annabelle embarrassedly grabbed her hair and inwardly regretted, she shouldn't have casually said that Kendrick was her brother, it would have been better to just say he was a regular friend.At this moment, Gauge looked at the time and the program schedule, and said, "Let's go, it's time to go backstage and prepare."So, the topic
The camera immediately switched, refocusing on the stage, and Kendrick no longer had the same mood to listen to the performance."Go to Elfhedge University immediately, as fast as possible," he said to the driver.Kendrick knew that he couldn't be mistaken. The person who flashed by in the camera just now was Ryan.Why was Ryan in the auditorium? Was there another assassination plot against him?They still came to take Annabelle away...Finally, Annabelle saw the young master she had been longing for. What choice would she make? Would she immediately throw herself into the arms of that man?Kendrick felt as if Annabelle was drifting away from him...On the stage.Annabelle and Gauge had already finished the performance.The last note gradually faded away, and there was silence in the auditorium. Annabelle felt a moment of uneasiness, but soon there was a burst of enthusiastic applause from the audience.At this mo
Agatha’s face turned deathly pale. “Dereon, I didn’t!”Sid let out a cold snort. “At first, when we didn’t see Annabelle, you tried to seduce Kendrick directly. You wanted to sleep with him, then turn around and cling to him as his mistress, living a worry-free life, didn’t you?”Agatha shook her head in panic, glancing between Sid and Dereon. “No, I didn’t. That’s not true.”She anxiously grabbed Dereon’s arm. “Dereon, don’t listen to his nonsense. I was just thinking, if I could seduce Kendrick and sleep with him first, then when he dies, it would solidify the story that he forced himself on a waitress!”“If it were that easy, why would we wait until today to act?” Dereon stepped closer to her. “That Kendrick, like the young master, has long been bewitched by Annabelle and doesn’t even glance at other women. That’s why I arranged for you to hide in the room and fake the scene after he died.”Just mentioning Annabelle ignited a fire in Dereon’s chest.What Kendrick thought of Annabel
Annabelle walked out of the bedroom and came over to the dining table, standing in front of Kendrick.Kendrick was cutting into a plate of German sausage and hadn’t started eating yet. He looked up at her and smiled, “Why are you back again? Don’t want me to eat?”Caught red-handed, Annabelle felt a little embarrassed.Still, she reached out, took his hand, and set down the knife. “How about… you lie down with me for a bit first, and then I’ll eat with you?”Kendrick looked at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.His gaze made her face flush with heat, and even her breathing grew unsteady.“Anna, if you want the ox to work, you have to feed it first.”Her cheeks turned even redder. “That’s not what I meant…”Laughing, Kendrick pulled her into his arms, settling her on his lap. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he said, “After sleeping in the same bed for so many days, if I still can’t tell what you want, wouldn’t that be a waste of all that sleep?”He whispered the last part again
Kendrick sighed against her shoulder, clearly reluctant, but still got out of bed, buttoned up his shirt, and went to open the door.Annabelle followed him out, intending to grab a glass of water.As the door opened, she glanced over—turns out it really was room service.A male staff member was pushing a food cart, and a female staff member stood in front of it, holding a dry-cleaned suit in her arms.“Mr. Gregory, sorry to disturb you. This is the breakfast you ordered, and your clothes have been cleaned as well,” the female staff member said in a gentle, soft-spoken voice.Annabelle couldn’t help but glance at her. The woman was wearing a red hotel uniform skirt set, with an alluring figure, good looks, and a refined demeanor—clearly more polished than the average staff member.Normally, Annabelle would appreciate a pretty girl with a quick glance and move on.But this woman made her frown—and made her stay in the living room instead of heading back to the bedroom after finishing he
Annabelle’s face flushed bright red.What the VP was implying—any adult could understand.She could feel the ambiguous gazes of the others, making her even more embarrassed.Kendrick gave a cold “tsk” and glanced at his vice president. “If you can’t come up with a good idea later, I’m holding you responsible.”“lol, no problem!”he replied heartily.Kendrick looked at Annabelle and smiled. “Come on, I’ll take you to the room.”He took her hand and led her into the bedroom.Once the door closed, Annabelle hurriedly explained, “I didn’t know you were in a meeting—mmph…”Before she could finish, Kendrick had already pinned her against the door, capturing her lips in a deep, heated kiss.Annabelle couldn’t handle such intensity and felt like she was suffocating. She lightly patted his shoulder, signaling him to stop.Kendrick pulled back just slightly, his lips still brushing hers as he whispered, “Anna, I’m really happy you came to see me.”She lowered her head, biting her lip, but he gen
Dereon wore a black baseball cap, head down, looking rushed as he headed toward the boarding gate.He was about to board a flight to North City.His phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he answered, “Young Master, I’m about to board… understood…”At that moment, a familiar figure brushed past him. Dereon paused, frowning as he turned to look back.The crowd was bustling with passengers preparing to board. That fleeting figure was now nowhere to be seen. Had he imagined it?But even if it really was Annabelle, she was walking in the opposite direction of the boarding line, which meant she wasn’t getting on this flight.As long as she didn’t interfere, everything would be fine.He continued the call, “Yes, I’m listening, Young Master… Don’t worry. Tomorrow morning, just wait and watch the news.”After hanging up, he proceeded with the check-in process alongside the crowd.Dereon had booked an economy class ticket. Once on the plane, he turned off his phone and began mentally reviewing ev
Julissa curled herself into the blanket.For Scott, that bar was the place they first met—perhaps even where he fell in love with her at first sight. It was a beautiful memory.But for Julissa, it remained a grey area she had never managed to escape.Whenever she thought about how a stranger had taken her to a hotel that night, how she had lost her virginity there, and might have even been photographed or recorded, her scalp tingled with regret and dread.She used to want revenge on that gigolo, but now, the thing she feared most was encountering him again.She just hoped that incident would stay buried in the past, never to be mentioned again.She held up her left hand in front of her eyes, using the moonlight streaming through the window to look at the ring Scott had given her. She really liked him—loved him—and she hoped he would never find out about that foolish mistake she had made...After leaving the bedroom, Scott went to the dining room. He poured himself half a glass of whis
Julissa looked at him timidly, seemingly wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to start.She bit her lip and carefully asked, “Did you have a fight with Auntie?”“You heard something?”Julissa’s eyes became even more nervous. “Mr. Nichols, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Please don’t be mad…”Only then did Scott realize that he had sounded a bit harsh due to his anxiety, and it had clearly scared her.“Fool, I’m not blaming you.” He pulled Julissa into his arms. “What did you hear?”“I just heard you say that when Julian had a high fever as a child, you took him to get an IV and stuff…”Scott let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like Julissa had only heard the latter part.As long as she didn’t hear the earlier part.Earlier, when he arrived at the apartment building, he had deliberately tricked her, saying he wasn’t coming back, just to play a joke on her—but he ended up scaring her to tears.That’s when he realized that Julissa had been hurt before by Liam and lacked a sense of se
Julissa immediately said, “I’ve got a great memory, Mr. Nichols, so don’t you go back on your word.”“I won’t. I’ll give it to you in a bit.”Julissa had been eagerly waiting for so long, but he was still teasing her. She wasn’t happy about that. “Mr. Nichols, if your ‘little surprise’ isn’t worth at least a few hundred thousand, you’ll owe me big time for all this waiting.”Scott chuckled, “Isn’t that a bit low of a bar? Just a few hundred thousand is enough?”Julissa ignored him. To a capitalist like him, money was just a meaningless number—completely irrational. What she really wanted to know now was: what exactly was this surprise gift?Since he said he’d give it to her later, it had to be a physical item.“Mr. Nichols, just let me see it now, please? Why wait? I’ve been waiting all night!”But no matter how she pouted or pleaded, Scott stayed calm and composed. He simply said, “Be good. I’ll give it to you once we’re in bed.”Julissa started wondering—what kind of gift could only
Julissa cast a sidelong glance at the takeout bags. One large box of fried chicken, two cans of premixed peach cocktails—her favorite—and… a bowl of Frozen yogurt?Wait. Frozen yogurt?She remembered eyeing it longingly when they passed that shop on the way home. She hadn’t said a word though, especially once Mr. Nichols had already driven past. She hadn’t had the heart to ask him to turn back.But clearly, he’d noticed.Looking at Scott again, the fury in her heart had significantly waned.He pulled out the yogurt and looked at her with an arched brow. “Not eating, huh?”Julissa huffed and turned her head away dramatically.As if she'd surrender to the wicked capitalist for just a bowl of yogurt.Scott shrugged, “Guess I’ll eat it, then. Can’t let it melt. Would be a waste.”She rolled her eyes inwardly. As if he—Mr. Perfectionist—would ever stoop to eating something as common as a street snack.But then… he actually started eating it.Julissa's brows furrowed as she peeked at him. H