That morning, Beverley woke up with an aching body. A muscular hand curled around her waist. She stroked Brent’s chest, which was her pillow, and then sighed.Today, the man was going to New York as usual. It would take a few days. So they had spent a passionate night before parting.“I don’t want to go,” Brent whispered, his eyes closed. His voice was still hoarse from just waking up. The caress on his chest had woken him up.“Why?”“I don’t know. Maybe because I don’t want to part with you. Do you want to go with me?”Beverley sighed. “I still have a lot of work to do, Brent. You know I’ve been swamped lately,” she replied as she listened to Brent’s heartbeat.“Yeah. You’re even thinner.” Brent rubbed his wife’s back. “Don’t get too tired, baby. You’re eating well, right?”Beverley nodded. She actually felt tired. Her body felt more tired than usual. Maybe it was because she had twice as much work to do now in preparation for opening her cafe. She also still had to manage Katy’s caf
The next day, something surprising happened. Beverley had just arrived at Katy’s cafe that morning. Her cell phone suddenly rang. There was an incoming call from James.“It’s so rare that James calls me,” she muttered and answered the phone immediately. “Hello, Dad.”The sound of James crying suddenly entered Beverley’s ears. The man didn’t say anything, and that worried her. “Dad, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”James sobbed. “Emma....”“What about Emma?” Beverley immediately stood up from the chair. She felt uneasy. Did something bad happen?“She’s taken so many drugs. She overdosed, Bev,” James whispered in a weak voice.Beverley widened her eyes in disbelief. “How... how is that possible?”The sound of James’ sobs could be heard again, along with the noise of several people. There were many people in the place where the man was. And that worried Beverley even more.“Dad, where are you right now? I’ll be right there.”“Come to the house, Bev. They’re taking care of her body,” Ja
Emma’s funeral was a quick affair. James and Beverley agreed to keep things simple and inconspicuous. They didn’t invite many people either.The funeral took place a day later. At the cemetery, Beverley stood behind her father, who crouched by the tombstone. The funeral ceremony was over. Some people who had come had left.Michael approached Beverley. The old man tapped her shoulder and whispered, “Brent should be arriving in Los Angeles soon. That boy is really...”Beverley shook her head and smiled. “He ran into some obstacles that delayed him. That’s okay. He’s in another state, after all. Going home will take hours.”Yesterday, Brent had said he would return home as soon as the meeting was over. However, the man admitted that he found a serious problem that was impossible to leave behind. In the end, he could only return today.“I’m glad that you understand. After Brent arrives at the mansion later, I’ll immediately ask him to come to James’ house.”“Thank you, Dad.”Michael smile
Chris’ body was lying in the middle of the road. Fresh blood was flowing from his head. His face was covered in blood. He was silent and motionless.Beverley trembled at what had just happened. Her face was deathly pale. “No, no, no. Chris, are you okay?!”She tried to stand up, but her legs were sore and weak. Her stomach and head hurt, too. Frantically, she crawled over to the man.Chris was choking and out of breath. Beverley burst into tears immediately after seeing how bad his condition was. She immediately held his hand.“Chris, I’ll call for help. Please hold on,” she pleaded in a trembling voice. She quickly grabbed her cell phone, but Chris gripped her hand.“Beverley...” Chris called out weakly.“Don’t say anything, please!” Beverley tearfully tried to control her trembling hands. She dialed 911 in a panic.“I’m sorry... Bev,” Chris whispered with difficulty. He felt his body floating higher and higher. His chest was tight. Pain shot from his head to his toes.“No, Chris. Do
Tears fell on Brent’s face. He immediately turned around and hugged Beverley. His body trembled, and he cried silently.Beverley hugged him tightly. She understood his grief. Brent usually seemed to hate Chris so much. However, he had always protected him.As angry as Brent was, he never went cruel or too far with Chris. The threats that came out of his mouth were just words he didn’t mean. The man had always secretly loved Chris. Or he never realized it.“All this time, I was in no hurry to reconcile with him. I thought... we had more time,” Brent whispered with his eyes closed.“I shouldn’t have gone to New York. That should have been a sign.”Beverley stroked Brent’s back. Her palm felt the traces of fabric across his back. Her brow furrowed deeply. Was what Chris said true? She tried to put that aside for the moment.“Brent, even if you don’t go to New York, you can’t change fate,” Beverley whispered. “You have to let him go.”Brent said nothing. He let go of his embrace and then
Chris’s death was a heavy blow to Brent and Michael. Chris had harmed them greatly and caused much trouble for the Oliver family. However, they didn’t want him to die at all.In the days following the funeral, Brent became very busy. He struggled to investigate who had masterminded the accident. The police were investigating, but he couldn’t rely solely on them.That problem caused a significant reduction in his time with Beverley. She understood that. However, she wondered how serious the matter was.It was almost midnight, and Brent hadn’t gone upstairs to bed even though he was home from work. Beverley stepped down the stairs carefully. No one seemed to be hanging around the mansion. The servants had already rested.Beverley peered out into the courtyard and saw Ryan’s car parked there. ‘They’re still here,’ she thought.She cautiously stepped closer to the rarely used reading room. It was on the west side of the mansion. Lately, Brent often gathered with some strangers there until
Brent and his colleagues gathered evidence of Natalie’s crimes in three days. They handed it over to the police, and an arrest was made.Beverley participated in the arrest. Brent forbade her at first, but she insisted on going. She wanted to see if Natalie would confess to her crime.“She had every intention of harming you, honey,” Brent said as they arrived at Natalie’s apartment. He looked at his wife tenderly. “Don’t let her do it again.”“Don’t worry, Brent. She won’t because we’re coming with the police officers.”Brent kissed her forehead lovingly. “All right. Let’s go out.” He opened the door and led Beverley out of the car.Beverley chuckled. Since learning of her pregnancy, Brent’s demeanor had become gentler towards her. He would also grant her whatever she wanted. He was so sweet and loving.The police officers preceded them into the apartment building. Brent and Beverley followed. Jace, Ryan, Logan, and Jax were behind them. The four men didn’t want to miss the spectacle.
"Marry?!" Beverley could hardly believe her own ears. Her gaze was filled with confusion as well as shock. "If I get married, how can I work and raise money to treat James?" asked Beverley. Her mother, Emma, started to get annoyed. "That's why I want you to marry the son of the Oliver family!" "So you want to use me to pay off your debts?" Beverley's eyes were red. Not because she wanted to cry, but because she felt very angry. How could Emma think of such a thing? Is it because Emma is just a stepmother? "That is not what I mean. I just want you to live comfortably with rich people. You can live in peace without having to think about money. Am I wrong?" Emma asked innocently. Beverley snorted. “Who do you think you are tricking? Emma, I'm not a kid to be fooled. I will never agree," she hissed sharply. She knew what situation she was in. Emma, the money-loving stepmother, wants to use her daughter to pay off her debts to the Oliver family. In what way? Marry Beverley to M