"Kendrick? Why aren’t you saying anything? What happened to Uncle Trey?""He’s fine. Out of danger now."Kendrick’s voice was hoarse. He wished he could leap through the phone signal, grab her by her little rabbit ears, and drag her straight back home."That’s good… that’s really good…"She sounded relieved.Just then, Kendrick heard a man’s voice from the other end."Anna, I need the phone. Are you done?"Kendrick nearly cursed out loud. Whatever trick Ryan had used to keep his wife there, it wasn’t enough — now he even controlled when she could make a simple phone call?"Kendrick, I have to go. The Young Master needs to use the phone.""Wait," Kendrick’s voice was cold. "Why can’t you come back to get treated? Do you think I can’t afford a doctor?"Anna explained, "It’s my face that’s injured. You know, after the burns, even though it healed without scarring under the Young Master’s treatment, my skin is much more fragile now. I just think he knows my skin condition better, and he h
The Young Master handed Anna a piece of paper and a pen. "Write down the prescription for the medicine. After Seraphina prepares it, I'll have her send it to Julissa at the hospital."Annabelle nodded, her emotions complicated as she wrote down the prescription and handed it to the Young Master."Rest for a while," Ryan said. "I'll give the prescription to Seraphina, and then I'll come back to change your dressing."Annabelle absentmindedly nodded, "Alright."Ryan walked out, his face darkening, his grip tightening around his phone as though he could crush the screen.Seraphina walked up from the first floor, noticing his mood and calling out to him in concern."Young Master..."Ryan waved her off. "Let's talk downstairs."Seraphina didn't say anything more and quickly followed him downstairs.They arrived at the living room on the first floor, where Ryan handed the prescription to Seraphina."Prepare it as soon as possible according to Anna’s instructions and send it to Julissa at th
Seraphina didn’t know whether she should feel heartbroken or touched.It meant that the Young Master had special feelings for her, but not love.It also meant that she would never truly win his heart.She was like Dereon, a trusted confidante to the Young Master. But in his eyes, perhaps she wasn’t even seen as a woman...At the moment when her tears were about to fall, Ryan kissed her eyes.Seraphina instinctively closed her eyes. His lips were slightly cold, and a bit soft, but the kiss was too light, too shallow. It didn’t last long enough to truly experience. It only brushed her eyelids before quickly pulling away.Leaving behind a great sense of loss.“Don’t make things difficult for Anna. Don’t force her to leave. Don’t hurt her. Let her stay as long as she wants. Okay?”Seraphina forced a faint smile. It was then that she realized that everything the Young Master had said and done earlier was only because he wanted her to be kind to Ms. Sanchez, not to hurt the woman he loved..
Seraphina smiled and nodded at her, "Yes, the Young Master you're thinking of.""You said Anna is with the Young Master, what does that mean?" Julissa asked again.The day before, Kendrick had come to see her and said that Anna couldn't visit her recently because she was a bit busy. Julissa noticed that Kendrick didn’t look too good, but didn’t think too much of it at the time.Now, after hearing Seraphina’s words, she seemed to understand a little.Kendrick must be anxious since Anna was now with another man... and not just any man, but her number one rival.Seraphina then said, “This, it’s better for Anna to tell you herself.”Julissa thought to herself that Seraphina was tight-lipped, not revealing anything. Well, she trusted that Anna knew what she was doing and wouldn’t jump to conclusions.“Please thank Anna for me, and thank you for coming all the way here.”Seraphina smiled at her. “No need to thank me. I wish you a speedy recovery. I’ll leave now.”She smiled and nodded at Sc
Scott lowered his head and looked at her, seeing right through her little thoughts.She wasn’t really feeling unwell; she was just overwhelmed by the difficulty ahead. It was understandable—she had just gotten injured and now had to use her brain to study. Of course, she wouldn’t be in the mood.But he didn’t know what else to do with her. He was only keeping her company while she studied to keep her entertained, not to turn her into a straight-A student.He grabbed Julissa’s small hand, which was resting on his arm, and held it in his own, gently squeezing it. It was soft, warm, and felt nice to the touch.However, Julissa’s palms began to sweat as she looked at Mr. Nichols nervously. Why did she feel a dangerous aura all of a sudden?“What are you thinking about?”Scott leaned in slightly and whispered beside her ear.“I want to kiss you.”His voice was low and seductive, making Julissa’s heart rate skyrocket to 120 in an instant. Her head buzzed, and she instinctively shrank her ne
This was their second kiss since getting together.Scott was gentle, but Julissa had little experience in this area. She quickly found herself short of breath, instinctively parting her lips as if fighting him for oxygen.This unintentional response, however, was taken by Scott as a sign of affection, stirring something deep inside him.He had been holding back these past few days.Julissa didn’t remember that they had already been intimate once, nor could she recall the details of that night.But Scott did. And he remembered it vividly.Now that they were officially a couple, his thoughts about that night had only grown stronger.It was like finally being given permission, only to be denied the reward—this frustration was something only he understood.He didn’t want to seem like a man who only thought with his lower half, so when he couldn’t be physically close to her, he exercised extreme restraint.After all, Julissa was still in the hospital, recovering from serious injuries. If h
Previously, Julissa had never formally introduced Scott to her parents. Every time they visited, she would find an excuse to send him away.Besides, Scott was busy during the day, with too much company business to handle. Most of the time, he only visited at night.Her parents had only met him once before, and at that time, Julissa had brushed it off, saying he was just a colleague.Well, that cover story wasn’t going to work anymore.Her parents had caught them kissing. There was no way she could still claim they were just coworkers—that would just be shameless.Julissa decided to come clean.“Dad, Mom, let me formally introduce you. This is my… boyfriend, Scott.”The word boyfriend still felt unfamiliar coming out of her mouth. She didn’t dare to look at her parents’ expressions, for some reason feeling like she had committed a crime just by being in a relationship.“Yeah, we figured,” her father said, clearly displeased that she had kept this from them.Then, he turned to Scott, hi
The husband and wife exchanged glances, instantly understanding each other's concerns.As for whether the young man's words were true or not, they would need to privately question their daughter—or better yet, do some investigating themselves.Scott sensed their unease and guessed they wanted to have a talk with Julissa. Understanding the situation, he tactfully stood up, saying he had work to attend to and would return later in the evening.Before leaving, he glanced at Julissa. "Get some rest. I'll be back later."Julissa waved at him absentmindedly, feeling a wave of relief now that the "meeting" was over. At least nothing too disastrous had happened.As soon as Scott stepped out of the hospital room, he let out a deep breath. His back was already damp with sweat.That was more nerve-wracking than a business negotiation...But he could tell that Julissa’s parents were honest, down-to-earth people who deeply loved their daughter. Growing up in such a warm and caring family, it was n
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