Strictly speaking, she was rubbing her lower abdomen, which was just slightly above her thighs.When Jennifer saw Frederic, panic immediately flashed in her eyes. "Who let you in? Get out! If you don't, I... I won't let you off!" She gasped, still maintaining a vigilant gaze on Frederick, afraid of a repeat of what happened in the office.Frederick carefully observed her facial expressions and said, "I'm not going to hurt you, Ms. York. You seem to be in discomfort. Would it be okay for me to take a look?"Jennifer remained silent at his words."I see a lot of cold sweat on your forehead. That shows that your current physical condition is not the best. If this goes on, calling an ambulance would also be pointless."Jennifer gritted her teeth. "Fine! Just look, no touching!"With her permission, Frederick approached her. Observing Jennifer's pale face and curled-up figure, he had a good idea of what was happening. It seemed that the old injury left by Hugh in her abdomen had a
"Why?" Jennifer and Frederick were both somewhat surprised."Because according to our work principles, we encourage couples to reconcile rather than to divorce. Besides, you two have just married, and your strong connection is like that of a model couple," the attendant chuckled meaningfully. "You must be very affectionate usually, right? How could we bear to break up such a perfect match?"Both of them fell silent. Affectionate? Perfect match? They had only known each other for a few days!Jennifer raised an eyebrow. "What nonsense rules are these? Then, when can we get a divorce?"The attendant replied, "At least another month!"As they walked out of the clerk's office, Jennifer suddenly said, "Since that's the case, let's postpone this divorce for now. You don't need to move out yet. Let's wait until I'm completely recovered, then we'll revisit this issue and about you resigning."Frederick nodded. "Sure."Hearing this, Jennifer couldn't help feeling a surge of frustr
"What am I going to find if I head up there?" Frederick asked curiously."Just come along and see for yourself," Jasmine said with a wink. "It's a request from Ms. York, so you can't really say no!" she added with a smirk.Frederick raised an eyebrow. They'd just had a disagreement, and now Jennifer was sending her assistant to fetch him. It seemed strange.Despite this, he didn't dwell on it for long. After all, Jasmine had helped him out before. He hopped into the car.To his surprise, Jasmine drove straight to a bar."Did Ms. York tell you to bring me here?" Frederick asked, surprised.Jasmine laughed. "You'll understand soon enough."Despite his reluctance, Frederick followed her inside, where they found seats. Jasmine tossed her hair back. "Actually, there was no instruction from Ms. York,” she revealed abruptly. “It was my idea to bring you here."Frederick was puzzled. "Ms. Smith, I'm not sure I follow...""Don't call me Ms. Smith; we're not at the office. Just call m
Sebastian's temper flared instantly. "So you think you're something, huh?” he jeered cuttingly. “What company are you with, and what's your monthly paycheck?""I'm a salesman at Prospera Corporation, recently made permanent, earning four thousand dollars a month," Frederick replied evenly.Sebastian's friends' faces shifted dramatically at this revelation."Four grand?"Had they heard correctly? In their social circle, where the average net worth soared above a hundred million, someone making a mere 4,000 dollars a month had slipped into their midst.Mockery rippled through the group."Seriously? Four grand? That's barely a fraction of what I spend on a single outfit!" scoffed one."I drop eight grand just on my dog's food! How do you even survive on that?" chimed in another.Frederick was an oddity among these rich kids.Sebastian sneered. "Well, since you're Jasmine's friend, I'll let you stay. Consider yourself lucky! Without us, you'd never get invited to such fancy gather
The room fell silent as Frederick effortlessly spoke Faelorian—a silence so profound, you could hear a pin drop. Every face displayed disbelief as they exchanged glances.Seriously? This guy, who makes a mere four grand, could speak fluent Faelorian?Even the pastry chef stood frozen.Sebastian couldn't resist a jab. "Maybe consider dropping the act if you can't speak Faelorian? The pastry chef can't understand you. No need to fake it!"Then, the Faplean chef surprised everyone, giving Frederick a thumbs-up. He praised him with a poor Aetherian accent, "Sir, if not for your appearance, I'd swear you were one of us. Your Faelorian is spot-on, like a native!"The crowd was stunned into silence.Sebastian's expression shifted dramatically.Once the chef left, Jasmine couldn't contain her amusement. She teased, "Frederick, you always seemed adorkable! Who knew you spoke Faelorian so well?"Frederick shrugged and said, "It's nothing, just something I picked up."His years in th
Jasmine trembled in terror, her face drained of color as she begged, "Please, don't touch me! I'll give you money—lots of it!""Money's good, but I'm taking you too." The burly man sneered sinisterly.Despair gripped Jasmine. She recognized him as a lawless wanderer who feared nothing. They roamed from town to town and had no place to call home.Out of nowhere, a slender finger gripped the brute's arm tightly.Frederick asked calmly, "Hey, I just have a question. That tattoo on your chest—where'd you get it?"The brute paused, eyeing the "V" tattoo on his chest. Then he spat at Frederick and growled, "Beat it! Don't ruin my fun!"In a flash, Frederick sent the brute crashing headfirst into a wall, blood spurting everywhere. It was a horrific sight.Jasmine stood dazed, eyes wide with disbelief, and looked at Frederick.Frederick withdrew his smoking finger, his expression stern as he said, "I tried to keep my temper in check, but some people are just rude and deserve a lesson i
Jennifer faced her family's relentless criticism with a blank expression. These people were kicking her when she was down."Is that all? As the Executive Vice President, overseeing nine major departments, I'll take full responsibility for this incident," she declared calmly.Zeke exploded in rage and roared, "Responsible? Can you really handle the responsibility? The losses are huge!" Xavier gestured with his hand and stated firmly, "The board can only give you two weeks to handle this. If the situation isn't resolved by then, Jennifer, you'll have to resign.""Very well." Jennifer left the boardroom with an icy demeanor.It wasn't until she was far from the boardroom that her hands began to shake uncontrollably.She hadn't anticipated the fierce reaction from the Tiger Faction due to Hugh's disability, which had driven them to go all out to suppress Prospera Corporation.The board had always coveted the shares her mother left her. If she couldn't resolve the crisis, she stoo
Gavin guided Frederick to the top floor of Sullivan Group's headquarters, leading him through a special entrance into the chairman's office.Inside, reclining on a couch in a suit, was Derek, the wealthiest man in Mirage. Beside him, an elderly man was busy grinding herbs."Gavin, didn't you promise to bring a miracle doctor to cure my illness? Why is there just a kid?" Derek asked. Frederick stood behind Gavin. Derek looked at him, questioning him with a frown. "Are you trying to make a fool out of me?"Gavin chuckled and clarified, "Motherfucker, don't underestimate people. This is Dr. Lester. Many rich and influential individuals have sought his treatment but were unable to secure an appointment."Derek and the elderly man both burst into laughter, clearly not taking Gavin's words seriously."Gavin, you're an uncultured brute. You're easily deceived," Derek remarked. He scrutinized Frederick and added, "You may deceive others, but you can't fool a businessman. We're skilled i