Annabelle's mouth twitched as she decided to take a private plane in order to save on airfare.
Mr. Gregory, who was unaware of the hardships of the world, pondered for a while, just wondering about this.
Is it about being willful when you have money, or are people foolish when they have a lot of money?
"Mr. Gregory, did you forget to calculate the fuel cost?"
Kendrick leaned in slightly, getting closer to her ear, and chuckled softly, "Just hoping that you could occasionally take advantage of me, your wealthy husband."
You should know that his private plane alone cost tens of millions of dollars annually just for maintenance.
And his wife, still lamented over not being able to buy cheap plane tickets, which greatly frustrated Kendrick.
Annabelle stared at the man in front of her, and the ambiguous "husband" made her feel a little dazed.
They seemed like a real couple.
"Thank you for your kindness, but no need," Annabelle
There were many rich heirs at Elfhedge Music University, and perhaps one of them had caught his attention. But Kendrick didn't dwell on it. He withdrew his gaze and drove toward the company.On Annabelle's side, she hurried into the teaching building, just in time for the 10:30 AM class.She was late, and when she entered the classroom, it was nearly full, but the professor hadn't arrived yet.Fortunately, the back row had empty seats, so Annabelle found an open spot and sat down.After settling in, she looked around, searching for her good friend Kamila, since she remembered that Kamila had also chosen Classical Music Appreciation as an elective.However, after scanning the room, she couldn't find Kamila, so she sent a message: "I'm here for class, but where are you?"After a moment, Kamila replied with an excited emoji, commenting that she was glad Annabelle finally made it to school, but that she had something to attend to in the morning and wouldn’t be at school.They agreed to me
Annabelle turned around in panic. "Kendrick, you again..."Thinking back to the previous night, the old fox had worn her out countless times, and Annabelle felt a lingering fear.Kendrick spoke with a playful tone, "It's just a normal physiological response after waking up. Why are you making a big deal out of it?"Once Annabelle was sure he had no ulterior motives, she let out a sigh of relief and glanced at the clock beside the bed.The Gregory family usually had breakfast at seven o'clock, but it was already past eight. They had definitely missed it.Annabelle remembered that the Gregory family had many rules—like eating meals on time and never making others wait."We really slept too long, didn't we?" she asked.Kendrick replied with a tired voice, "Grandpa won’t mind. As long as he’s not upset, no one else will say anything."It was clear from his tone that his tiredness was a satisfied one, a weariness from releasing tension.Annabelle couldn’t help but think back to the madness
Annabelle approached the bathroom door, listening to the sound of running water from inside. Suddenly, she snapped back to her senses. What am I doing?She shook her head and returned to the sofa, forgetting all about her need for water.Picking up her phone, she opened the camera to check her face. It was already flushed red.Not good...At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and Annabelle looked up to see Kendrick emerging. He was wearing a black silk robe, which, like her own creamy white one, was part of a matching couple set.She put her phone down and subtly followed the movement of his body with her eyes.His tall frame, broad shoulders, and the way the silk robe clung to his chest, highlighting his muscles, made him look even more muscular and attractive.Perhaps it was intentional, but the robe wasn’t fully closed, revealing a hint of his well-defined abs.Annabelle’s gaze lingered for a moment, her thoughts drifting as she recalled the sight of his "V-line" abs from memor
After hearing Wilson White's words, Kendrick couldn't help but shake his head.Marvin had broken enough pots to know that whenever things went wrong, he would just give up.“How many times has he broken a pot already?” Kendrick muttered to himself.“I’ll find a better psychologist for him and try to talk to him.”“The key is, he has to agree to go,” Wilson White emphasized.Kendrick nodded. “I’ll figure out a way to convince him.”After that, he stood up. “Well, I’m going back to my room now. You should go visit Grandpa. He’s in his suite.”“Okay.”Wilson White agreed and then took a careful look at Kendrick. “Young Master, why is your face so red? Are you sick?”“No, I just had a bit of wine. The aftereffect is strong,” Kendrick explained.“You’re drinking that?” Wilson White looked at the jar of wine Kendrick was holding. “Grandpa gave you the whole jar?”Kendrick looked down at the jar in his arms and nodded. “You know this wine?”Wilson White moved a little closer, smiling. “This
The alcohol that Grandpa was drinking was strong, and for someone who wasn’t used to it, it could easily go to their head.After just half a cup, Kendrick felt a little tipsy.He had been planning to ask about Damien, get some answers, and then head back to his room to rest. But before he could get to the point, Grandpa spoke up first, criticizing his "baby-making efficiency."“Kendrick, are you sure your efficiency is okay? How long have you been married to Anna? Do you think I’ll ever get to hold my great-grandchild before I die?”“Of course, I will!” Kendrick said, calculating the time he’d been with Anna. “Actually, it’s been less than half a year since we got together.”Grandpa was stunned. “What have you been doing for the past six months?”“Well… we didn’t sleep together.”At the time, their marriage had been a contractual one. Kendrick had wanted to, but Anna hadn’t allowed it. She was constantly on guard against him, like he was some kind of threat.“Six months without sleepi
Lydia stood beside the table, neither leaving nor sitting down. She let out a bitter laugh. “Am I no longer allowed to even go back to my room now?”Colten looked at her, his voice calm yet firm. “I understand you feel sorry for him, but he’s almost thirty. Did you see how he acted just now?”Lydia’s eyes reddened even more. “Marvin...”She hadn’t finished speaking when auntie Emma, sitting next to her, quickly interjected, “Madam, you haven’t eaten much today. Please have a little more. I made some eggplant. You haven’t tried it yet, have you?”Lydia didn’t continue her sentence and finally sat down again, tears slipping down her face. But she quickly wiped them away, saying nothing, as she picked up a piece of eggplant from her plate. “Hmm, it’s delicious.”Annabelle could tell that Lydia was holding everything in, but she didn’t feel much sympathy for her.Putting aside the fact that Lydia had once tried to harm Kendrick, just the fact that she was the third party in the marriage b
Annabelle quickly pushed him away. “It’s almost time for dinner, stop messing around!”“We’ll finish this quickly,” Kendrick said, then without another word, he threw her over his shoulder and marched toward the bedroom.Annabelle screamed, kicking and hitting him, but he still carried her into the bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed. As soon as her back touched the mattress, Annabelle sprang up, her legs moving to run away.But Kendrick was quicker, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back down onto the soft bed.“Where do you think you’re going?” he teased as he started tickling her.Annabelle laughed and struggled, but she didn’t dare scream too loud. This was the family home, and she didn’t want anyone to overhear.At some point, most of her clothes were gone, leaving only a few scraps that didn’t quite cover her.“Kendrick, are you a thief or something?!” she gasped, just catching her breath from his relentless tickling.“Did you just figure that out?” Kendrick
Marvin almost jumped out of his chair upon hearing this. "What nonsense are you spouting? I'm perfectly virile!"Kendrick didn't engage in an argument with him. Instead, he remembered another matter and suddenly realized, saying, "No wonder Gemma stormed out of your hospital room in a huff. So, she was trying to seduce you, but you didn't perform well?""I just don't like her! As long as it's a girl I like, I can go seven times a night without any problem!"Kendrick gave him a sidelong glance. "You sure talk big. I've heard that you're no different from a ninety-year-old man now.""… Who told you that?"Kendrick shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer."Did Anna say that to you?""That's not exactly what Anna said, but that's the gist of it.""…"Marvin's face turned ashen. After holding back for a long time, he said, "If you've had enough of watching the show, you can leave."Seeing that Marvin finally stopped denying it, Kendrick didn't leave. Instead, he leaned against the raised
His father stared at him for a moment before speaking, “Damien is very calculating. You’re definitely not his match.”Kendrick gave a helpless smile, “Does my father think I’m easy to bully?”“I don’t mean to underestimate you,” his father said seriously. “But I know Damien better than you do.”Kendrick pressed his lips together and didn’t continue arguing with his father, as the discussion lacked substantial content and there was no point in continuing. His silence was his way of expressing his stance.That stance was clear: unless his father could provide a specific reason for refusing to cooperate with Damien, he would proceed with his original plan.The father and son remained in a tense silence for a while. His father seemed to suddenly lose his strength, sighing and waving his hand.“Fine, do as you wish. The company is yours to manage, and you have the right to decide who to cooperate with and who not to. I’m tired, you may leave.”Kendrick didn’t expect this outcome but nodded