Trevor seemed like a completely different person. Angela couldn't shake the feeling that his impeccable behavior was part of a larger conspiracy.Natalie wiped her tears and said, "Trevor, my poor grandson. You've found your family, but you can't truly be part of it. It breaks my heart to see you suffer outside."The atmosphere in the memorial hall was notably tense, with everyone casting varied glances at the two.After leaving the memorial hall, Angela eagerly asked Dexter how he had managed to make the photo frame fall and break without anyone noticing."Take a guess," Dexter replied, his smile smug and mysterious. Angela gave him a flat look. "Aren't you afraid that Great-Grandpa will haunt you for this?"Dexter chuckled and stopped walking. "Haunt me? Please. I'm so impressive that he'd probably be too busy admiring me to hold a grudge." Angela rolled her eyes, irritated by his boundless narcissism.Dexter finally explained, "I had someone break the fake photo frame befo
Angela assumed it was Finn at the door—he had mentioned wanting to come over for a barbecue. Instead, the household staff returned with someone she least wanted to see. "Why are you here? You're not welcome. Get out!" Angela's fury ignited the moment she saw him approach. Her expression turned icy, and if not for the presence of others, she might have resorted to more than just words. "Angela, relax. I'm only here to deliver gifts from Grandpa and Grandma," Trevor said, his arms laden with bags of luxury fruits and supplements."I don't want them. Leave now. Don't make me repeat myself!" Angela snapped, rising to her feet as though prepared to throw him out herself. "Angela, I've apologized already," Trevor said, feigning remorse. "I just got discharged today, and I'm still not feeling well. Do you really want to push me away like this?"Angela felt her temper flare. She couldn't believe how much he had changed—or perhaps how much more shameless he'd become."I'm sorry for wha
Dexter cast a cold, condescending glance at Trevor, his gaze radiating the icy cruelty of someone who held unquestionable superiority. "I know exactly what you're plotting, and I suggest you abandon those filthy thoughts."His voice was low and magnetic, but it carried an undeniable undercurrent of menace.Trevor smirked provocatively. "Dexter, what could I possibly have in mind? I only want to help Angela relax and make sure she gets her belongings back quickly."Blood streaked his face, and his smile twisted into something disturbingly off-kilter. Angela, catching sight of him, felt her fury flare into a blaze.Helpless and exasperated, she turned to Dexter. "Please, just get rid of him. I'll waive your room fee for an entire week."Trevor's eyes sparkled at her words. It was as though he'd stumbled upon a hidden truth. The dynamic between Angela and Dexter was far less harmonious than the rumors suggested. How intriguing.When Angela stepped into the room moments later, Trevor
A middle-aged man stood with his back to her, holding a glass in one hand while his other hand reached toward the black stockings of a female employee's skirt. Sensing something, the female employee spun around abruptly. The glass shook in her hand, spilling hot water over the man. He yelped in pain, stumbling backward, barely managing to keep his balance. "Hey! What are you doing? Are you trying to burn me?" the man yelled, his indignation flaring.Angela stood at the door, her gaze fixed on the man. She recognized him instantly. It was Hector Zander, a friend of Nora's, visiting the Graham Group for potential collaborations. Rumor had it that he was interested in launching a major project. The woman nearly harassed was none other than Yvonne, Angela's new assistant."You were clearly about to touch me. How dare you—" Yvonne started, her voice shaky."What nonsense are you saying? Don't slander me! When have I ever laid a finger on you?" Hector shot back, interrupting Yvonne.
Hector appeared both righteous and stern, creating an impression that Angela was merely trying to frame him. This situation quickly caught Bill's attention. "Mr. Zander, please don't be upset. Angela was just unreasonable and misunderstood you. May I offer you an apology on her behalf?" Bill stammered, hastily offering an apology without fully understanding the situation. His spinelessness was evident; a man like him could never lead the company without it eventually crumbling."Isn't there a surveillance camera in the pantry? We could check that to clarify things," Angela suddenly recalled. "Go ahead. If you find the proof, both Mr. Zander and I will apologize. But, Angela, what will you do if you can't find anything?" Nora interjected smoothly, exchanging a knowing glance with Hector. Their silent understanding made Angela instinctively suspect their collusion. Perhaps the footage had already been deleted, but that didn't matter now."Just wait!" Angela snapped, pulling Yvonn
Hector was stunned. Had that little bitch found evidence? He was sure he had deleted everything. "Angela, stop making up nonsense," Bill said, trying to defuse the situation."Are you seriously trying to fool me without any proof?" Hector sneered, his eyes filled with mockery.Angela didn't bother with words. Instead, she calmly opened the video on the laptop in front of everyone.Everyone's jaw dropped.On the screen, Hector looked every bit the pervert."Turn it off! This is fake! You've edited it!" Hector's voice was sharp with anger. "How dare you slander me?"Angela's voice was cold. "Apologize to me, or I'll post it online.""Angela, what are you doing? Mr. Zander didn't mean it. Give me your phone," Bill said, his tone desperate. He hadn't expected Angela to find evidence. With no way out, he could only try to stop her."Exactly, Angela," Nora chimed in, her attitude shifting instantly. "This involves Mr. Zander's reputation. You can't ruin him over something so trivia
Dexter's presence here meant he wasn't entirely indifferent to Angela. For Bill, this was a golden opportunity. It meant he could continue leveraging his self-proclaimed role as Dexter's future father-in-law to gain benefits. This was nothing short of fantastic news. "I heard she works here, so I stopped by," Dexter said casually, his gaze sweeping over the group before landing on Angela. "Are you upset?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Angela looked at him as if she'd seen a ghost. "What are you doing here?" She wasn't buying his story of just happening to pass by. "I thought I'd take you out for a meal and have a chat." A faint smile curved his lips. "Need help?" Angela rolled her eyes at him and was about to retort sharply when a thought struck her. His presence exuded authority, which could save her the trouble of dealing with these idiots on her own. "Perfect timing. Hector tried to harass my colleague. I found the evidence, but he's refusing to apologize…""Nonsen
It was Trevor!Angela stood frozen. How unlucky could she get?"Let's go, hurry up!" Angela pretended she hadn't heard, urging Dexter to leave immediately. But Trevor spoke up. "Bill's having an affair and has a daughter who's already 15 years old." Angela was stunned. What was he talking about?Taking the opportunity, Trevor approached Angela and said, "Angela, add my number, and I'll send you the evidence."Before she could respond, he snatched her phone and quickly added himself to her contacts. "Bye, I'll send it to you soon," Trevor said, disappearing as quickly as he came, like a gust of wind.Dexter's face darkened, black as a storm cloud. He had been one step too slow.Later that night, Angela tossed and turned in bed. She had sent Trevor dozens of messages, persistently asking him to send the materials. He kept toying with her, coaxing her into answering numerous questions. "Angela, one last question—do you like Dexter or not?" That crazy man sent yet anothe
"Currently, people online are speculating that you'll get back together with Mr. Bamford and that he still has feelings for you and is trying to win you back," Joanne added bluntly, conveying her thoughts just as she had been asked to.Angela was so speechless that she nearly choked on her water.She grabbed her phone to check out the trending topics herself. She'd been so busy lately—rushing around nonstop, working through even her worst morning sickness—that she hadn't had time to keep up with the gossip.A comment read, "Gotta hand it to her—she's seriously badass. We watched her go from a discarded wife to a business mogul, and now she's involved with a hot young guy.""Right? I think she made the right call by getting a divorce. Sure, Dexter's rich and handsome, but Angela's not hurting for cash. Staring at the same face every day? Anyone would get tired of that.""But does Dexter still have feelings for her or what? Why is he always showing up wherever she is? The paparazzi
With a sorrowful gaze, Frederick looked at Angela, clearly trying to tug at her heartstrings."Ms. Graham, I had no choice… If I hadn't done that, I would've been tormented to death…" While begging for mercy, he tried to inch closer to Angela and reach for her hand."Get lost." Before Angela could speak, Dexter snapped coldly, swatting Frederick's hand away.Frederick was then escorted out.The gossip at the company only grew more outrageous after that. Some even claimed Angela had gone too far, so much so that even her ex-husband, Dexter, couldn't bear to watch any longer and personally stepped in to handle the problem.Ingrid came to see Angela. "Ms. Graham, how would you like to handle this?"Unexpectedly, she wasn't as emotional as usual, and her eyes no longer held their usual hostility as she faced Angela.Raising an eyebrow, Angela asked instead of answering, "What can you do?" "Fire Frederick, release a formal apology, appease public opinion with some customer incentiv
Angela instinctively wanted to avoid it, but she told herself she couldn't back down. After a brief pause, she nodded firmly. "Austin, this baby is mine. I'll do everything I can to protect the baby."Austin was momentarily stunned. After a long silence, he finally said, "If you've already made up your mind..."But halfway through, he suddenly stood up. He placed his hands on his hips and paced around the office.It was clear he couldn't bring himself to accept the reality. He was visibly upset. "You could have another baby anytime. Why are you so hung up on this one? You still can't let go of him, can you?""That's right," Angela answered without hesitation, speaking her mind bluntly.Both of them froze for a moment.Austin frowned deeply. He stared at her for a long time, a trace of self-mockery flashing in his eyes. He already knew the answer. Why had he even bothered to ask? "Austin, stop pushing me. This baby is my bottom line. As long as I have the baby, I can keep myse
Angela asked, "Who is your current partner? Do you know who spread this rumor?"Frederick scratched his head, looking completely at a loss. "Ms. Serrano and I are in a normal relationship. As for who dug up my past, I really have no idea. I swear I'm innocent."Kara Serrano was an A-list celebrity. Though she was already 40, she was known in the entertainment world for her youthful appearance. Her skin was flawless and radiant—the kind that countless people envied.Angela wondered if she could also date a fresh graduate when she turned 40. She could take good care of herself and make a lot of money. She would be more than willing to spend lavishly on a young boyfriend.Dexter cleared his throat again, giving her a resentful look tinged with anger. It was as if he could see right through her and knew what she was thinking. Angela suddenly felt guilty for no reason and quickly looked away.But to Austin, who caught that brief exchange of glances, it looked like a sign that the two
Angela was truly speechless. She quickly tidied herself up and got ready to head to the office.Dexter eagerly volunteered to drive her."Leave me alone. I don't need it." Angela shot him a glare and impatiently waved him away.But he swiftly slid into the driver's seat, rubbing his hands together leisurely. "If you bring me along, you won't have to explain much. Doesn't my face hold up just as well as those young male streamers'?"Angela burst out laughing. He wasn't wrong.However, he was already pushing 27 this year. On the other hand, Frederick was only 22. He was still a fresh graduate. "He's younger than you, more obedient, and gentler," Angela said with a meaningful smile, giving Dexter a slow once-over.Dexter snapped, "What's that supposed to mean? He's just some pretty boy! How can he possibly compare to me?"He gritted his teeth, a flash of resentment crossing his eyes.Angela found it amusing. Still, she didn't chase him off again. Indeed, if Dexter showed up with
Angela's attitude toward Fiona was much better than it was toward Dexter. The two of them strolled across the lawn. When the morning's events came up, Fiona couldn't help but sigh. "Whatever decision you make, I'll support you." Fiona looked at Angela gently, as if she were an old, dear friend.Angela smiled sincerely, feeling touched by her kindness. "Yeah. I don't plan on getting married again. With this child, whether it's a boy or a girl, I'll never be truly alone for the rest of my life."Fiona froze for a moment, a flash of delight quickly crossing her eyes. She wondered if Dexter still had a shot.Just then, a car slowly pulled up outside the villa. Fiona spotted it from a distance and went to open the gate, letting the car drive in."They are the caretakers I hired for you. From now on, they'll be responsible for taking care of you until you give birth safely," she said casually, pointing to the eight uniformed men and women who stepped out."It's not necessary. There's
Dexter didn't answer Angela's question. Instead, he quickly pulled a card from his pocket. "This is 50 million."Angela was puzzled.Before she could even react, he stood up again and retrieved a transparent file folder from his briefcase. Inside, several property certificates were neatly arranged."These are the certificates for five of my private villas. They've already been transferred to your name."Angela propped herself up on the bed, feeling weak and drained. When her eyes landed on the items in front of her, she was utterly stunned."I don't want your assets. I can support the child on my own." She turned her head, refusing to look at him.Before she finished speaking, Dexter stood up. He stepped away from the expensive items and paced around the room with his hands on his hips. Then he muttered vaguely, "It's not for you. It's for my daughter.""It's not your daughter, it's my... How do you know it's a daughter? What if it's a son?" Angela glared at him. Dexter felt
The spacious room was cloaked in an eerie silence.Angela appeared calm and composed, seemingly unfazed. But in reality, she was in full-blown panic. After all, this was Austin, the only man she truly respected and feared."Come with me," Austin said after a moment of silence. Suddenly, he grabbed Angela's hand and started pulling her toward the door.Angela immediately sensed trouble and instinctively struggled to get free, but his grip was far too strong. There was no way she could break away.Austin had one hand on the doorknob and the other gripping Angela's wrist tightly, exuding a dangerous energy.But the moment the door swung open, a tall figure blocked their way. It was Dexter. He was dressed up and looked sharp. Yet, at that moment, he seemed clearly stiff and awkward.His hand was still hovering midair, as if he had been about to knock but kept hesitating.Their eyes met. Seeing the strange scene before him, Dexter frowned deeply. "What are you doing? Why are you pull
Angela hesitated. She wanted to avoid it.But Mia firmly pressed the coin into her hand. "You flip it. If it lands on heads, you keep it. If it's tails, you let it go."Then she gently nudged Angela forward.Ultimately, Angela compromised. It was better to resolve the situation quickly rather than be overwhelmed by indecision and fatigue.She closed her eyes, tossed the coin high into the air, and waited for fate to deliver her verdict. A crisp clink rang out as the coin landed, and her heart seemed to stop for a beat.Zack sprawled on the floor and shouted in surprise, "Heads. It's heads!"Angela's heart raced as she opened her eyes. The coin rested on the coffee table, clearly displaying it was heads. Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.It wasn't because she was overjoyed by the result. Rather, at the precise moment the coin was tossed, she had already known her answer. She wanted to keep the baby.Despite having countless reasons to give the baby up, she found herself un