The woman lit a slender cigarette, taking a long drag before glancing toward the support pillar behind her.A man in black clothing and a black face mask leaned against it."Miss Pope, it's her, right?""Yes. Memorize her face. Wait for my instructions.""Understood."The man left the pillar and stepped into the nearby SUV.Ada took another puff, then stubbed the cigarette out viciously beneath her heel, grinding it into the pavement.Ever since returning from the Maldives, Ada’s luck had taken a sharp turn for the worse.Willie had dumped her in favor of a new company model, using her behavior on the cruise — particularly her deliberate attempts to humiliate Annabelle — as the excuse. He claimed she had a problematic character.Character issues? Please. Ada had done plenty of similar things before without consequence. The real reason was clear: Willie feared that offending Annabelle might provoke Kendrick’s retaliation.To make matters worse, her old scandalous photos from her early
Julissa briefly imagined what it would be like — getting involved with Scott, starting an office romance?Her heart thumped nervously at the thought.But she quickly shook her head, realizing that if she really became his woman, she might just end up as unpaid labor, without even the prospect of overtime pay. After all, capitalists were bloodsuckers, and Scott didn’t seem inclined to treat her any differently. Why else would he deduct half her salary just because she skipped work once?Thinking about that still made her wince.As for how she’d respond to Scott, Julissa had yet to decide.Sure, every time she saw him, her heart raced.But his status made her hesitate.They came from completely different worlds. She feared that even if they got married, their vastly different backgrounds would lead to constant clashes — from their families to their social circles.And what scared her the most was the thought of throwing herself wholeheartedly into the relationship, only for it to end in
After Annabelle finished paying for the perfume, Julissa followed her curiously.Seeing that Anna had bought two bottles, Julissa asked with a grin, “Is there a discount for buying two?”Anna chuckled. “One’s for you. I thought you’d like it.”Julissa often treated her to meals without letting her pay. Even though they were close friends, Anna still felt a bit guilty about it. Buying a little gift like this was her way of showing her appreciation.Julissa happily sniffed the scent from the test strip, her eyes lighting up. “You know me so well! Mwah!”She puckered her lips playfully and leaned toward Anna, pretending to give her a kiss. Anna laughed and dodged.“Hey, don’t pull this stunt in front of Kendrick, okay?”“Would he even get jealous over that?”Anna nodded seriously. “You never know.”“Well, let him be jealous then. With you on my side, he wouldn’t dare do anything to me!” Julissa grinned, linking her arm with Anna’s.Anna smirked mischievously. “Of course, he can’t touch y
Annabelle didn’t think much of the commotion at first — after all, she wasn’t a big celebrity.But when she overheard the mention of reporters, she instinctively grew wary. Lately, journalists had been relentless in their attempts to corner her.She had hoped that a short trip to the Maldives would help divert their attention. Yet, even after returning, the paparazzi still loitered outside her school, waiting to pounce.Frustrated, Annabelle had no choice but to take her classes remotely from home, avoiding unnecessary exposure.Surely this crowd isn’t for me, she thought, though the unsettling feeling lingered.Curiosity got the better of her. Setting down the store magazine, she walked to the entrance and peeked outside.A sharp-eyed reporter immediately spotted her.“There she is! It’s Annabelle!”Her heart sank. The swarm of people surging toward her was far greater than the usual group at her school. Among them were not just journalists but also bystanders, likely drawn in by the
Ada lowered the car window halfway — a considerate touch for the incoming paparazzi. After all, they would need a clear shot for their scandalous photos.Closing the door behind her, she gave the man a curt nod. “You know what to do. Make it quick — the reporters will be here soon.”The man grinned wickedly, pinning Anna’s wrists together with one hand. With the other, he slapped a strip of black tape over her mouth.“Heh, such a beauty. No way I’m taking it slow,” he sneered.Ada’s lips curled into a triumphant smirk.“Enjoy the ride, Mrs. Gregory.”Ada, in her high heels, walked away briskly, her steps light with satisfaction.She could already picture tomorrow’s headlines, ready to be spun however she pleased:Gregory Family's Young Mistress Caught in a Parking Lot Tryst with Her Lover — Shocking Car Affair Exposed!New Lin Jewelry Ambassador Annabelle Spotted Fleeing from Paparazzi, Escapes into Lover’s Car for a Passionate Encounter — Busted On Camera!Kendrick's Wife Caught Chea
The car door was locked, and Julissa couldn’t open it.But thanks to Ada’s foolish move of lowering the car window earlier — intending for the reporters to get a clearer shot — it also made it easier for Julissa to reach inside and unlock the door.The moment she yanked it open, she saw a man attempting to assault Anna. Fortunately, the cramped space of the car and Anna’s fierce resistance had prevented him from succeeding. His panic and frustration were evident.“You bastard! Get your filthy hands off her!”Without a second thought, Julissa swung the fire extinguisher with all her strength. She hit whatever part of the man she could reach — his back, his side, and even his rear. The man yelped in pain, clutching his bruised body, cursing under his breath as he finally released Annabelle’s hands.“Julissa!” Annabelle’s voice trembled with both relief and fear. She quickly tore the tape from her mouth, yanked open the other door, and jumped out of the car.But Julissa wasn’t finished.
This was the loudest, most piercing scream Annabelle had ever let out in her life. It nearly tore her throat apart, but at least it finally woke them up. With the help of the reporters, Julissa and Annabelle were rushed to the hospital together. Annabelle only had minor scrapes and didn’t require emergency treatment. She tried her best to relay clear information to the doctors about Julissa’s condition, hoping to shorten the examination time and increase her chances of survival. Then, Julissa was pushed into the emergency room. The reporters had already been cleared out of the hallway by hospital staff. Now, the corridor was eerily quiet—only Annabelle remained. She sat on a chair, hugging her knees, her empty eyes fixed on the floor. The "In Surgery" sign remained lit, and her heart clenched tightly with it. Julissa will be fine. She has to be… But Annabelle had seen her wounds—they were severe, dangerously close to the heart. She also remembered how weak Julissa’s pulse had
Annabelle sat in the corridor, repeatedly asking herself—there were so many bad people in this world, so why did it have to be Julissa? She was such a simple, kind girl. She had never harmed anyone. Maybe it was her own fate that was cursed. Otherwise, why did tragedy always befall those who got close to her? Kendrick kissed away her tears. His lips were cold yet soft, like a gentle breeze brushing against her face. He whispered countless words of comfort, calling her “baby,” his eyes filled with worry. It was as if he were trying to wake someone from the dead. Annabelle wanted to take his hand, wanted to pull herself out of the swamp of guilt and self-blame, but it was like being trapped in a dead-end alley. Unless Julissa was out of danger, she couldn’t find her way out. She didn’t know how much time had passed—every minute felt like a year. Then, Uncle Hickman and Auntie Hickman arrived. Annabelle saw Auntie Hickman sobbing into Uncle Hickman’s shoulder. She didn’t dare loo
The car’s interior wasn’t small, but for someone as tall and broad as Kendrick, it still felt a little cramped.The only comfortable way was for him to sit on the seat while letting Anna sit on his lap.After another round of intense kissing, both were panting heavily. Kendrick’s hand slid to her waist and moved toward the button of her jeans.Annabelle instantly understood his intention.“Not here…” she pushed against his chest firmly.This was an underground parking lot. Although it was nearly empty at this hour, Annabelle was too shy and timid about such things—there was no way she’d dare do anything here.Kendrick gently caressed the back of her neck, as if trying to ease her wariness. “You don’t want to try it in the car?”Annabelle blushed deeper. “No. What if someone sees us…”Technically, it was just the two of them in the car, and the outside was silent. Still, being curled up in the backseat like this made her instinctively whisper.The big boss's eyes darkened. “You sure?”
Kendrick headed straight to the underground parking lot, met with Jax, and handed over Anna’s car keys.Jax was there to take Anna’s car to have the spare tire replaced with a new one. He popped the hood to check the engine, then inspected the exhaust and the other three tires.“Boss, nothing stands out. You think this accident was man-made?”“Better to be cautious.”A sudden flat on a smooth road with a perfectly fine tire—too suspicious to ignore.If it *was* man-made, Kendrick’s first suspect would be Ryan. But Ryan was also the least likely person to actually hurt Anna.Still, it could be like what happened last time in North City—when Ryan had someone spike his breakfast. It wasn't intended to harm Anna, but maybe a subordinate made a mistake or took action on their own. She almost ended up poisoned.This time might be something similar.And since the car had been parked in an open lot while Anna was away in North City, it wouldn't have been hard for someone to tamper with it.
Forty minutes later, the car smoothly entered the the Murphy Group's underground parking lot.Annabelle thought Kendrick would drive her car and leave right away, but instead, he turned off the engine and got out with her."Aren't you going to your business meeting?""My wife's more important."Annabelle glanced at him amused. "I'm already here. What else could happen?"Besides, Uncle Simon and Gauge were both around—they’d look after her.Kendrick simply smiled and said nothing.Since he insisted on coming along, Annabelle didn’t stop him. After all, it was his own work being delayed. Kendrick wasn’t the type to lack ambition—she doubted he wasn’t anxious about it.They entered the elevator together.As it rose, Annabelle grew more uneasy.Because of her, the entire team’s schedule had been delayed, especially the photographer’s itinerary. Her colleagues were likely displeased with her—some might even think she was pulling a diva stunt.She couldn’t help but glare at Kendrick again—t
Annabelle bit her lip and glared at him. “So can you change the tire now?”Kendrick sighed. “But you're still mad at me.”Annabelle tried to suppress the fire in her chest—but she failed.“Kendrick, if you don’t help, neither of us can go back. You’ll miss your contract meeting too. It’s not just my schedule being messed up—it’s yours too.”Kendrick chuckled. “It’s fine. I’m the client anyway. Being late isn’t a big deal.”Annabelle nearly coughed up blood. How could someone be so shameless?!Unwilling to argue with him anymore, she marched to the back of the car and popped open the trunk.If he wouldn't help, she’d change it herself!Worst case, she’d follow the instructions step by step. She didn’t believe she couldn’t manage without Kendrick.But after a few minutes, she’d made barely any progress.The instructions were clear enough, but trying to figure it out while fumbling around meant it might take her two hours at this pace.During those few minutes, Kendrick stood on the road
Annabelle found her little white car in the outdoor parking lot.The moment she sat down, Kendrick opened the passenger door and got in too.Annabelle frowned. “Kendrick, don’t you have your own car?”Kendrick cleared his throat. “Jax drove off with it. Jaime’s car is full.”“Then get a cab. I’m going to the Murphy Group, and it’s not on your way.”Kendrick sighed. “I was wrong before. I’m apologizing. Are you really planning to ignore me for the rest of your life?”Annabelle looked at him for two seconds. Alright, this guy is being shameless again. There’s no reasoning with him. Fine, she wouldn’t speak to him at all.She started the car.Kendrick fastened his seatbelt and gently reminded her, “Babe, seatbelt.”“...”Annabelle took a deep breath, stomped the brake, fastened her belt, and then stepped hard on the gas, speeding angrily out of the lot.Why was she so mad? Because this old fox had gone too far this time. She had to set some rules with him, or he’d just keep acting howeve
Julissa practically jumped up in relief, quickly getting dressed.The two of them left the sports hall together. As she walked behind Scott, Julissa reflected on her life choices. Why couldn’t she learn to keep her mouth shut? If she weren’t so quick to speak, she wouldn’t end up getting “bullied” by him every time.She suddenly understood why Anna had decided to take self-defense classes. Honestly, it was a necessity—especially when living with such a predatory alpha CEO. One wrong move and you’re flattened like a pancake. Totally defenseless.Yeah, maybe it was time to team up with Anna and sign up for taekwondo or kickboxing classes.Grumbling to herself, Julissa followed Scott into the first-floor restaurant, where they picked a quiet corner to sit.Her stomach had been growling for a while, but when faced with the menu, she froze—everything looked so good, she couldn't decide.She looked helplessly up at Scott.He chuckled. “Want me to choose for you?”She nodded seriously. She l
Scott chuckled and couldn't help but pull her onto his lap. “Aren’t you shy, hmm?”As he spoke, he ruffled her hair.Julissa pouted and smoothed her hair, clearly displeased. “You’re the one who asked, why mess up my hair?”Looking into her eyes, Scott’s gaze softened. “Because you’re adorable.”Julissa pressed her lips together but couldn’t hide her smile. She finally laughed out loud, genuinely happy.Then, Scott asked curiously, “If I had actually gone on a blind date with another woman today behind your back, what would you have done?”Julissa blinked, then raised her fingers in a scissor gesture, eyes sharp with mock fury. “Snip you.”“…You’d really go that far?”“You won’t even sleep with me anymore, what’s left for me to be sentimental about?”Scott rubbed his forehead with a laugh. “Didn’t expect such a feisty little thing.”“Hmph! So you better watch out, Mr. Nichols. When women get ruthless, they don’t care about consequences!”Scott didn’t say anything, but his hand slipped
About ten minutes later, Julissa was weak as a kitten, feeling like her soul had left her body.Scott had no intention of letting her off easy—he only gave her a short breather."Now tell me, how did you sneak in?" he asked.Julissa answered in a broken, breathless voice, "Isn't it because you're so ruthless? Charging five million for a membership card! I just happened to run into Liam, so I asked him to bring me in..."The moment she mentioned Liam's name, Scott bit her lip hard, making her gasp in pain.She knew he hated hearing that name—jealous of her past with Liam."But you were the one who asked...""Next time something happens, come to me," his voice was hoarse but firm.Julissa buried her flushed face in his chest and nodded obediently.The lights in the venue finally came back on.Scott, shirtless, sat lazily on the sofa smoking a cigarette.Julissa draped in his suit jacket, picked up a bowling ball and tossed it down the lane with an elegant stance—only for it to roll stra
As Scott hoisted her over his shoulder, Julissa pounded on his back, yelping and flailing like a startled kitten as they passed a seething Heather in the hallway.Heather stood frozen, jaw clenched so tightly her face twitched. She stomped hard on the marble floor, but even that wasn’t enough. With a guttural growl, she ripped a decorative painting off the wall and smashed it against the ground.A passing male staff member rushed over in alarm. “Miss, please calm—”Before he could finish, Heather slapped him across the face with a resounding smack.“Get lost!” she barked, her eyes bloodshot.The staff member clutched his cheek, stunned and humiliated. “Ma’am, you can’t just—”Just then, three men in black suits briskly approached.“Young Lady,” one of them said respectfully, “we’re here to escort you home.”Heather exhaled sharply, adjusted her outfit, and marched forward. Two of the men flanked her like a high-security VIP. The third paused, walked over to the staff member, patted hi