Julissa blinked.
She had kissed and hugged him while drunk, even made some rather suggestive remarks—shouldn’t he be angry?
Unless… Scott actually liked being taken advantage of by her?
The thought sent a shiver down her spine.
She looked up at him, only to find that his gaze was filled with a mix of emotions she couldn’t quite decipher.
Fragments of memories surfaced in her mind. She vaguely recalled that after carrying her to the bedroom, he had said, “Wait for me, don’t fall asleep.”
She had obviously fallen asleep afterward, but that also meant that last night, he had wanted to…
Julissa found it hard to believe. No, it was impossible.
Scott? Interested in her?
“Mr. Nichols, I don’t understand what you mean.”
Scott’s deep eyes locked onto hers. “Julissa, are you truly this clueless, or are you just pretending?”
Her heart pounded wildly.
She wasn’t stupid. Nor was she playing dumb.
She was j
Scott took a deep breath and said, “Julissa, I’ll give you one month to reconsider. Please think carefully before giving me your final answer.”Julissa felt an overwhelming sense of pressure and dominance, making her instinctively nod.But a moment later, she realized—Wait, why am I letting him control the situation?She didn’t need a whole month to think this over.“There’s no need to consider anything. I really don’t have those kinds of feelings for you. So, Mr. Nichols, you don’t have to force yourself to keep me employed. I’ll go to HR this afternoon to resign.”With that, she turned on her heels to leave.But before she could take a step, his cold voice rang out from behind her—“Stop.”His tone was sharp, intimidating.She flinched inwardly but stood her ground. When she turned back around, her expression was stubborn and defiant.
“Last year’s?”“Yeah. I’m sure of it because our company’s overseas department won the bid for this project in the end.”“So, this document is outdated? Then why is Scott making Julissa summarize it, saying he needs it urgently?”Kendrick smirked. “What do you think?”Annabelle processed the thought and then glared at him. “No wonder you two get along so well—you really are birds of a feather.”Why was Scott making Julissa work on an outdated document? Obviously, just to keep her by his side a little longer.His scheming and manipulative ways were exactly like a certain someone she knew.Annabelle thought about it, then smirked. Mimicking Kendrick’s tone, she sent a message to Julissa:“I’m not home, and I didn’t bring my phone.”She wanted Julissa and Scott to make some progress, so of course, she wasn&rsquo
Logically speaking, since he had confessed his feelings, he should be pursuing her now—shouldn't he be doing everything to please her?But he clearly had no intention of doing so.Had he given up after being rejected? Was the proud and aloof young master so fragile that he’d just walk away that easily?If he could give up so easily, then he probably wasn’t serious from the start.A wave of inexplicable anger rose in Julissa’s chest.She lowered her head and focused on eating, refusing to say another word.Just then, Julian came downstairs and happened to pass by the dining room.Scott set down his chopsticks and glanced at him. “Skipping lunch? Where are you going?”Julian took a few steps back to the dining room doorway, scratched his head, and grinned.“A friend called me out. I’m heading off—see you later, sis-in-law!”With that, he waved at Julissa.
Julissa hung up the phone and gestured for Serena to follow her.As they walked toward the CEO’s office, Julissa felt a little uneasy.The day before, at the engagement party, she had splashed a glass of wine all over Serena.Although Serena had provoked her first and had even picked up a glass to throw at her, Julissa had acted first by grabbing the glass and returning the favor.No matter the circumstances, she was the one who struck first.And the one who strikes first is usually in the wrong.Was Serena here today to settle yesterday’s score with Scott?Julissa glanced sideways at Serena, only to see a smirk playing on her lips, her expression full of confidence—like a victor certain of her win.Julissa was almost certain that Serena had come for her, not Scott.She wasn’t afraid of her.She just didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble for Scott.Lost in thought, she reali
After the board meeting, that veteran shareholder had even approached Scott to explain himself, hoping Scott wouldn’t misunderstand—he insisted that he remained loyal to the company.Meanwhile, Julissa, that clueless girl, had no idea that her straightforwardness had actually helped him.She had even apologized to him after the meeting, saying that she had spoken impulsively out of frustration on his behalf and promised that she would never speak out of turn again.If not for another assistant being present at the time, Scott would have really wanted to pull her into his arms…Back in the office, Scott cleared his throat, resting a fist against his lips, and said, “Then I’ll trouble Miss Hickman to make two cups of coffee. You can use the equipment in the break room.”“Understood, Mr. Nichols.”Julissa turned and walked off with an air of defiant pride, making Scott chuckle.He could cl
Just then, the electric kettle beeped three times—the water was boiling. It was time to make the coffee.Not being able to hear the rest of the conversation left a knot in Julissa’s heart.She wanted to keep eavesdropping, but their voices had gotten too quiet. All she could tell was that they were still chatting.Hah, they sure have a lot to talk about.To be fair, Serena was quite attractive—but she was also unbearably arrogant. Julissa had thought Scott wasn’t the type to be blinded by looks, that he could see beyond a pretty face. Turns out he’s just as shallow as the rest.Thinking this, she almost forgot about the coffee in her hands.According to Scott’s instructions, a pour-over coffee required two rounds of water after the blooming phase. But she had waited too long between the first and second pour. Would that affect the taste?Well, aside from that small hiccup, she had followed all his s
Julissa anxiously glanced at Scott, only to see him take a sip of his coffee, blow on it, and say, “What she said is actually correct. Brewing two cups of pour-over coffee at once requires some attention. If you don’t have experience, it’s easy to fail the first time.”Hearing him explain on her behalf, Julissa breathed a sigh of relief.At least, in front of others, Scott didn’t plan to reprimand her.She was about to slip away when she saw Scott take another sip of his coffee, his brow furrowing even tighter.Nervously, she asked, “Mr. Nichols, is it not good?”“Why don’t you try it yourself?”Scott pushed the cup toward her.Julissa quickly picked up the cup and took a sip, grimacing.It was so sour and awful—the coffee’s aroma hadn’t come out at all, and only the sourness stood out. Overall, it was weak and overly acidic.She felt so embarr
"Fine, if you're not interested in the project, then let's drop it. But your assistant publicly poured wine all over me—I need an explanation for that."Serena was not someone who could tolerate even a speck of injustice. She refused to accept any kind of humiliation.Originally, she had intended to use the contract matter as leverage to get Scott to fire Julissa.Since that plan failed, she couldn’t just leave empty-handed.She had to get an answer."Wait a moment."Scott picked up the landline phone and dialed the assistant’s office."Julissa, come to my office," he said coldly. He didn’t even wait for her response before hanging up.On the other end, Julissa listened to the beeping sound from the phone and suddenly felt uneasy.This is bad...Nervously, Julissa entered the office.Before she could say anything, Scott immediately asked, "I heard you poured a glass of champagne on S
The lighting in the home theater was dim. The plush double leather recliner could be laid flat to form a small double bed. But it wasn’t an actual bed—any movement on it caused it to creak.Annabelle didn’t dare to move much, but Kendrick was unbothered. Holding her by the waist and brushing his lips against hers, he chuckled lowly, “What are you afraid of? It won’t collapse.”She looked at him, the corners of her eyes still wet from tears shed during the movie. She was actually quite tired today. She also remembered explaining just last night that during their efforts to conceive, they shouldn’t be too frequent. But knowing he’d be leaving that night, she couldn’t help but hold him tightly—and soon stopped thinking about anything else.Afterward, Annabelle lay in Kendrick’s arms, a thin blanket draped over her.They lay in silence for a while before Kendrick gently stroked her arm and asked, “Feeling better now?”Annabelle smiled softly but then became suspicious. She half-sat up and
Annabelle nodded glumly. “Then at least message me when you land tomorrow.”“I will,” Kendrick said, patting her thigh gently. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep reporting in to my wife.”Annabelle quickly pushed his hand away. “Keep your hands on the wheel.”Kendrick withdrew his hand but gave her a long, affectionate look, a small smile playing on his lips.That night, after returning home, Annabelle stuck to the plan and made beef noodles.The beef had already been braised by Uncle Trey. All she had to do was boil enough noodles for two and pour the meat and broth on top.Even someone not too skilled in the kitchen like her could pull that off.Once the food was ready, Annabelle didn’t have much of an appetite. She only ate a few strands of noodles and sipped a bit of soup.Kendrick’s bowl, on the other hand, was much more lavish—noodles topped with generous slices of beef, two stalks of greens, and a fried egg she’d made just for him.Looking at the hearty meal before him, Kendrick grinned.
“You guys actually fought before?” Annabelle asked in surprise.Kendrick chuckled. “I was the one who beat him up.”He went on to explain that Sean was Uncle Trey’s little nephew. When Sean was in elementary school, no one looked after him during summer breaks, so Uncle Trey would bring him to the Gregory residence to stay for a couple of months. Back then, Sean was like a stubborn little ox. If Uncle Trey said one thing, he’d argue right back. One time, Kendrick happened to overhear and gave him a good beating. After that, he became much more obedient.Later, when Sean started middle school, he stopped coming around. Years passed, and Kendrick only heard from Uncle Trey in passing that Sean had opened a gym.Come to think of it, it had been over a decade since he’d seen the guy—no wonder he didn’t recognize him at first.Hearing all this, Annabelle couldn’t help but marvel at how small the world was, and how fate worked in strange ways. At the same time, she felt a sense of relief.S
Just thinking about her photo being stored on that man’s phone made Annabelle feel extremely uncomfortable.Especially when he said he’d “treasure” her photo with that flirty, ambiguous expression—it made her deeply irritated.God knows what he plans to do with that picture. She didn’t even want to imagine it.“Delete my photo. Now.”“Alright, alright, I’ll delete it when I get back,” Sean dodged casually. “Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. Go on and wait for your husband. I’m heading out.”He turned as if to walk into the rain, but suddenly paused and looked back at her.“Oh right—earlier this afternoon, I overheard a young model downstairs on the phone. She said something like, ‘I don’t want to go too far. After all, I have no grudge against Annabelle.’”Annabelle frowned. “Which model?”“Think her name was Dale.” Sean paused. “I don’t really know what she meant, but it didn’t sound good. Don’t you have that runway show tomorrow? Just be careful.”With that, he waved and jogged off i
“I didn’t!” Annabelle responded immediately.“Then why do you look like you just did something bad?”Annabelle didn’t expect him to see through her that easily. With no other choice, she confessed everything.“Really, it’s nothing. I just ran into the Young Master earlier, and he helped me out with something. I was afraid you’d be upset if I told you.”But she *definitely* didn’t do anything to betray him. Besides, she felt completely open and honest when facing the Young Master—nothing to feel guilty about.Kendrick’s gaze darkened slightly. “What did he help you with?”Annabelle sighed. Since she’d started explaining, she decided to tell him everything.“Some people were talking behind my back, and I overheard it. I wanted to confront them, but just then the Young Master showed up and stepped in for me.”Kendrick stared straight ahead, silent for a couple of seconds before asking, “How did he ‘step in’?”“He pretended to be my lawyer...”Annabelle recounted what happened, then cauti
Ryan lowered his hand, slid it into his pocket, and the smile at the corner of his lips gradually faded. He said calmly:"In the future, if you ever run into a situation like that again, be more careful. The corridor earlier had barely anyone around and was in a camera blind spot. If those girls really wanted to gang up on you, how could you handle the three of them alone?"Anna gave an awkward smile. "I was just too angry and acted impulsively. I didn’t think it through. Thank you for helping me earlier."Ryan gave a slight smile. "No need to thank me. We... are friends, after all."Anna nodded earnestly, then suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, Young Master, I saw an old photo in a magazine just now. It was of a little kid, probably five or six years old, and he looked a lot like you."Ryan’s brows furrowed slightly. His fingers clenched tightly in his pocket, but he quickly forced a smile. "Really? Which magazine was it?""It was a finance magazine, right there on
The article described Ryan, the president of the the Whitney Group, known as "Mr. Whitney"—the latest heir of the Whitney family. Due to poor health in his youth, he was once sent abroad by his uncle to recover in a sanatorium.No one expected this seemingly forgotten heir to return with massive capital and directly replace his uncle as the new president of the the Whitney Group.To this day, this capable young president has never appeared in the public eye, nor has his appearance been revealed. Some say he’s ugly, others say he’s handsome. The mystery surrounding him only fuels more curiosity.Recently, someone obtained a childhood photo of him from his uncles. Judging by that photo, Mr. Whitney was likely a good-looking child.Annabelle stared blankly at the photo after reading the description. The boy in the picture looked about five or six years old. Though he wore a smile, his eyes were melancholic, and his expression was restrained—the kind of smile that felt heavy.What shocked
After Jaime left, Kendrick picked up his phone and left a comment under the most trending post:“I actually wish you wouldn’t try so hard. Rely on me a little more, and maybe you wouldn’t fall so many times. ”He tagged Anna’s account.This was his genuine reaction after watching the video compilations.The moment he posted it, it instantly became a hot topic.Although Kendrick rarely used his social media—mostly posting formal content about events or appearances—he was still a massive influencer with a huge following.His comment quickly gained thousands of likes and drew tons of replies from fans and netizens.“In a lover’s eyes, there’s no embarrassment, only heartache.”“She’s working so hard. Shame on the brainless haters!”“So what if she’s pretty and married to a rich, handsome guy? Not jealous at all! (fake smile emoji)”…Meanwhile, Annabelle was in the dressing room, waiting for the rehearsal to start.Someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and saw one of the models
Annabelle turned back. "What is it?"Kendrick looked into her eyes. "Anna, you don’t need to be afraid of anything."Just that one simple sentence filled Annabelle’s heart with a warmth only he could bring.So, he had understood all those hidden feelings she hadn’t even voiced.She withdrew her hand from the door handle and bit her lip. "Sometimes I wonder… taking on such a major brand endorsement—am I overestimating myself?""Why would you think that?"Anna’s gaze drifted past the car window, through the hotel lobby’s glass facade, and onto the people inside."Look at them. All the girls sitting in there are exceptional. They’ve worked incredibly hard to get a spot at Lin’s press conference. And me… I’ve only had a little over a month of crash training..."Kendrick sighed, gently brushing his hand over her cheek. He told her those girls were excellent models. After all, only the best in the industry get to walk in a Murphy Jewelry show.But that didn’t mean they were fit to be the br