As Jerry walked past Julissa’s desk, his sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the printed resignation letter.Without a second glance, he proceeded straight into the CEO’s office.After placing a document on Scott’s desk, he remarked casually, “Mr. Nichols, Miss Hickman just wrote a resignation letter.”Scott’s brows furrowed slightly.After a moment of silence, he said, “I’ll review these documents later. I’m going to the gym.”“Understood, Mr. Nichols.”Scott changed into sportswear and walked out of his office, heading toward the company’s private gym.As he passed by Julissa’s office, he knocked lightly on her transparent glass door.Lost in thought, Julissa jumped slightly at the sound. Looking up, she saw Scott standing there, dressed in a fitted black athletic outfit.“Mr. Nichols!”Flustered, she hurriedly stood up and, in a panic, stuffed the resignation letter into her desk drawer.Scott pretended not to notice.“I’m heading to the gym. Come with me.”“Oh… okay.”Julissa quickly s
After finishing his workout, Scott returned to his office to shower and change.Meanwhile, Julissa returned to her desk. Her heart was pounding with a mix of determination and anxiety. She glanced at the resignation letter that she had written earlier, her hand trembling slightly. For a moment, she hesitated, her mind racing with thoughts of what could happen if she stayed. But then she remembered Scott's words and the way he had stood up for her. She knew she couldn't give up now.Without hesitation, she took the resignation letter and fed it into the shredder, watching as the paper was torn to bits. She wasn't going to run away. She wasn't going to be a coward. Leaving would be the easy way out, but it would also be the most irresponsible choice. The mess she had caused—she had to clean it up herself. She couldn't let Scott take all the blame.Having made up her mind, she went to find Jerry. "Jerry, can I have Serena’s contact information?" she asked.Jerry raised an eyebrow, clearl
Standing at the entrance of Wells Bar, Julissa took a deep breath—three times—before stepping inside.The bar was packed. Loud music blasted through the speakers, and the air was thick with the mixed scents of alcohol, perfume, and cigarette smoke.She didn’t like this place.This was the very bar where she had met that male escort and spent a night she deeply regretted.That reckless decision hadn’t healed her heartbreak. Instead, it had nearly left her with a new one.Thankfully, she hadn’t ended up pregnant, nor had she contracted anything. But still, the memory of that night lingered like an unshakable stain.She forced herself to shake off those thoughts. She had come here with a purpose.Scanning the crowd, she quickly spotted Serena sitting in the center booth.Dressed in a tight gold dress, her high ponytail swayed as she laughed loudly, a cigarette elegantly held between her fingers. She was surrounded by a group of equally stylish young men and women, all seemingly from affl
Julissa’s fingers curled into fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She could feel the tension radiating through her entire body. She had already poured the drink over herself—what more did Serena want? Before she could gather her wits and speak, Serena gestured smoothly to the bartender, a cold smile playing on her lips.A moment later, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in her hand. The warmth of the cup contrasted sharply with the chill that had settled in Julissa’s heart. A bad feeling crept up Julissa’s spine, sending shivers down her back. Serena swirled the cup gently, and smiled. “This is my treat to you, Miss Hickman. A little token of appreciation for the coffee you made me last time.”Julissa’s body stiffened. She knew exactly what this was about. That day at Time Group, she had served Serena a cup of instant coffee, something completely unfitting for a wealthy socialite. It had been a simple oversight, but clearly, Serena had taken that as a grave insult and ha
Serena bit her lip as she watched Scott walk away with Julissa in his arms.She had lost.She had wanted to humiliate Julissa, to make her grovel and see her suffer.But in the end, the one who came to her rescue was Scott himself.She knew better than to push him any further.His patience with her had already reached its limit.If she continued, she would be the one facing consequences—ones she couldn’t afford.So, she forced a smile, brushing off her frustration.Meanwhile, in Scott’s arms, Julissa kept her head down, feeling completely exposed.Her clothes were soaked, her body chilled, and she reeked of beer and coffee.She wasn’t usually self-conscious, but being held like this—so vulnerable, so close to him—made her uneasy.Her mind drifted to another night.The night she had left this same bar with another man.She couldn’t remember the face of the male escort from that night, but the memory of being carried in someone’s arms felt eerily similar.Instinctively, she looked up at
Julissa sat quietly in the car, her body wrapped in Scott’s coat, the scent of his cologne enveloping her.The atmosphere was tense.She didn’t dare speak.Scott’s jaw was clenched, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly. Though he had stopped scolding her, the tension in his body made it clear—he was still angry.She bit her lip, unsure how to break the silence.Minutes later, the car pulled up outside her apartment complex.She hesitated. “Mr. Nichols, I can go up by myself—”He cut her off. “Get out. I’ll walk you up.”She blinked. “That’s not necessary—”“Get out.” His tone left no room for argument.Sighing, she pushed open the door and stepped out.Scott followed, his tall frame towering over her as they walked toward the building.The cool night air made her shiver, the dampness of her clothes still clinging to her skin.They stepped into the elevator, the small space amplifying the awkwardness.Finally, as the elevator dinged to a stop, she turned to him.“Uh… if you’
Julissa ate quietly, occasionally sneaking glances at Scott across the table.He seemed relaxed now, the tension in his expression softened as he focused on his meal.Finally, she couldn’t hold it in any longer.She set down her chopsticks and asked hesitantly, “Mr. Nichols… why did you come to the bar tonight?”Scott didn’t even pause. He continued eating as he replied, “I heard you were looking for Serena.”Her fingers tightened around her chopsticks. “Did Jerry tell you?”Scott smirked. “Of course. You thought I wouldn’t find out?”She swallowed. “I just… I overheard some employees saying that Time Group was in trouble because of me. That you lost a major project because of me.”Scott finally looked up, his dark eyes studying her carefully.“So, you decided to go and ‘fix’ it?”She nodded. “I thought if I apologized, she would let go of the grudge and reconsider working with Time Group.”Scott leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly.“There are two things I need to make clear,” h
Julissa pouted. "Sorry, Mr. Nichols, I didn't think it through...""This isn't your fault. I should have explained things more clearly to you," Scott said, surprisingly not scolding her. His gentleness made Julissa lower her head."However, I still think I should apologize today," she added.Scott chuckled and teased, "I'm actually curious. How did the fiery-tempered Julissa decide to humble herself and admit her mistake?"Julissa felt a bit awkward for a moment."Mr. Nichols, I've really reflected on my actions. I shouldn’t have struck first. When I did, it seemed like I gained some face, but in reality, I just put you in a passive position. I won’t do that again in the future."She looked like a child who had done something wrong, too afraid to look her parents in the face.Scott's gaze softened."When it comes to people you can't stand, if you argue with them, you’re lowering yourself to their level. Not only do you not win, but you also lose your dignity."Julissa nodded seriously
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