Annabelle took a deep breath and looked into the distance. The vast sea was covered with the warm, slanting sunlight, hiding the turbulent undercurrents beneath the water's surface. In his warm embrace, Annabelle momentarily forgot that it was still winter."Are you the one who brought me here specifically to see the sea?"Kendrick gently rested his chin on her head, "In the past, when I felt down or when the pressure was too much, I would come here to look at the sea. I remember you said you really liked the ocean, so I had wanted to bring you here for a long time."Annabelle did indeed like this place, but what surprised her even more was that Kendrick, who had always been calm and composed, would also have moments of frustration and great pressure."I thought you could handle everything with ease.""It is only through experiencing more that one becomes at ease," he paused and smiled, "But since we got married, I haven't been here."Annabelle was staring at the sea absentmindedly an
After Kendrick finished speaking, he kissed Annabelle again.He kissed passionately, as if it didn't matter whether it was under the barrel of a gun or on the edge of a cliff, as long as he was doing this, he could give it his all...Annabelle sighed inwardly, for at that moment her heart was almost leaping out of her throat.She slightly opened her eyes and looked past his shoulder at the giant rock he was talking about.A gust of sea breeze blew over, messing up Annabelle's hair and obstructing her vision.Annabelle didn't even dare to touch her hair, afraid that it would seem unnatural and let the killer know that they had already discovered him. If she panicked and fired a shot, it would be all over.So Annabelle turned her head to the other side, unaware, truly believing that she and Kendrick were passionately and wholeheartedly kissing.After turning his head towards this side, he casually flicked away the hair that was obstructing his view.Annabelle saw clearly.There was real
Although Kendrick was mentally tense, Annabelle took the initiative to straddle him, kissed him, and said words that made his mind wander. This made him unable to control his thoughts and think of many colorful things.Annabelle puffed her cheeks and muttered softly, "I didn't gain weight recently..."Kendrick cleared his throat and said, "Actually, there are other ways for him to separate us and then shoot me, but he hasn't done anything yet, probably for some other reason. Just stay obediently in my arms and don't move around, you know?""Is it so?""Well, trust my judgment.""Well then..." Annabelle, with an incredibly nervous heart, stared fixedly at the sea in front of her.I wondered if that person would lose control. What if Kendrick got killed?The more she thought, the more scared she became, but unfortunately, besides waiting, it seemed like she couldn't do anything else.The two of them enjoyed the sea breeze for over ten minutes. Annabelle started sneezing, and Kendrick be
But the man did not draw his gun, instead he lowered his hat and bowed his head as he descended the mountain.She disappeared from Annabelle's sight in no time.Two minutes later, Annabelle saw that the person had already ridden away on a motorcycle from the twisting mountain road.Kendrick made sure there was no danger around and confirmed that the person was not pretending to leave. Only then did he take Annabelle back to the car and quickly drove away from the mountaintop."Why did he suddenly leave?" Annabelle couldn't help but ask as she got in the car."I don't know, first fasten your seatbelt."Annabelle quickly fastened her seatbelt.Kendrick really couldn't think straight, there were actually many ways to kill him without hurting Annabelle if he didn't want to harm her.And Jax's side had already been blocked, and the other group was probably in a precarious situation. In this scenario, Ryan had an absolute advantage, so why did he suddenly give up the operation?Was it becau
Kendrick rested his chin on Annabelle's neck and rubbed it gently.He knew that everything that happened this afternoon had scared his bunny Anna, but she was calmer than he had imagined, which made him feel relieved and somewhat sorry for her.How many times of danger have to be experienced to develop the ability to remain calm in the face of adversity..."Not tired," Annabelle said as she had already divided the powder into ten small packets and turned around to hand them over to Kendrick."Let Jax have one pack a day, dissolve it in warm water and drink it. His bones will grow quickly."Kendrick took the medicine and said with a smile, "Dr. Sanchez, can you cure any illness?"Annabelle was praised and she smiled with her eyes curved."This is all very basic; Master is truly amazing. I have only learned one-tenth of what he knows."When she mentioned Master, Kendrick's face turned cold and gloomy."I will thank you on behalf of Jax first, and please rest early if there's nothing els
Jax paused for a moment and said straightforwardly, "Harmonica, I always knew how to play."Kendrick glanced at him lightly and said, "Oh, really."Jax's heart sank as he understood. He realized that Boss was not asking him whether he could play the harmonica or not, but rather why he would play it for the lady, especially when Boss was not around.Jax didn't want Boss to see him as a rival, so he immediately explained seriously, "When I was at Glubia, I was playing the harmonica by the lake, and coincidentally, it was heard by the lady. She understands musical instruments and noticed that my harmonica had three out-of-tune holes. She suggested that I tune it down, but I told her it was because the reed was broken and I didn't know how to fix it. Maybe that's why she gave me a new one."Kendrick nodded after listening, "I didn't say anything either, why did you explain so much?""..."Jax was not good at expressing himself, but he was not foolish. He could somewhat grasp Boss's inner
His eyebrows grew very well, thick but not messy, and his eyelashes were really long, said to be a symbol of intelligence. Kendrick is indeed quite smart.Annabelle thought carefully and, although in the eyes of most people, her greatest skill was in business, she actually had many other talents.He could cook, although not as good as a chef, but better than many people. Anyway, Annabelle, who was not proficient in cooking, felt inferior.She had also looked at Kendrick's bookshelf, and all the books on it, he must have read them all, because there wasn't a single book that was completely brand new. Philosophy, history, military... perhaps that's why he was smarter than others?As for sports, swimming, diving, and golf were all above the level of amateur players. It seemed like he also knew free combat and kickboxing, as I had seen a medal in his study.He also had knowledge of music theory, although not as much as her. However, Annabelle had also heard him play the piano, and it was
Annabelle was taken aback and nervously smiled, "Oh? Are you awake?""It seems like the illness has completely healed?" Kendrick looked at her ambiguously, while his hand gently squeezed her slender waist.Annabelle's face turned red. "Don't misunderstand me, I was just... just...""Hmm?" Kendrick looked at her with a half-smile, "Just what?"Annabelle bit her lip, thinking that if she confessed to stealing the phone, it would be like giving herself away.But if not telling the truth, then what to say, should I say I want to give him a morning kiss?No way, no way, if she dares to make up stories like that, Kendrick would definitely go ahead and make it a done deal right away."I wanted to delete the photos you secretly took of me, but I only unlocked your screen without looking at any of the content on your phone or touching your photo album. That's it."Annabelle was about to leave him as she spoke, but Kendrick felt that this perspective of her was refreshing and it felt good, so h
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