เข้าสู่ระบบWinter walked to the door and turned on the video intercom. She froze. "Mr. Hall?""Mrs. Stroud, Mr. Stroud asked me to bring something for you. Please open the door to receive it." Outside, Sean held a refined white box in both hands, his manner as respectful as ever.Winter disliked Joshua, but she had always had a good impression of Sean. During her five years at the Stroud residence, he was one of the few who genuinely treated her as the lady of the house.She knew that in the past, Sean had secretly made many efforts to warm things up between her and Joshua. But it had all been pointless.Joshua was utterly devoted to Jessica. His loyalty was absolute, his focus unwavering, and his eyes never wandered to another woman.Winter opened the door, her tone flat. "What's this?"Sean was all smiles. "Mrs. Stroud, you'll be attending the auction with Mr. Stroud the day after tomorrow. Mr. Stroud handpicked this evening gown according to your measurements."Winter looked at it coldl
The man in the white mask pulled out another item, this time a bank card, and handed it to Tom. "There's half a million dollars in there. Use it. I wish you success."Tom took the card, grinning ear to ear. Then he looked up at the man curiously. "Why are you helping me?"The masked man gave him an inscrutable look. "Once you succeed, I'll tell you why."…After the last bullying incident, Terence had taken a solid beating from Joshua and fallen seriously ill. After recovering, his life became a rigid routine of school and home, reading and homework. He stopped fencing and horseback riding, the activities he loved most. He looked completely listless.And he was even more afraid of Joshua than before.Because of that, Terence found himself missing Winter just a little.At least Winter never hit or scolded him. Whenever she was around, the house felt warm in a way he couldn't quite explain.Back then, he used to get annoyed seeing Winter hovering around him all the time. But now,
"No… Come on, man! Stop messing with me! Winter is just some nobody! How could she have done this to me? That's impossible!" Tom said in disbelief. "She isn't a nobody." The man in the white mask smiled wider. "She's Joshua's wife. They've been married for five years, yet he's never once taken her out in public.""W-What? Winter? Joshua's wife?" Tom's face was drained of all color. He was utterly stunned.The masked man pulled out his phone and held up a photo of a marriage certificate. "Indeed. As for why Winter was slumming it as a nobody in Stroud Group's R&D department, that was likely nothing more than a private arrangement between the two of them."And while your wife, Ms. Watson, was the director of the R&D department, she didn't exactly treat Winter kindly. You know that. When the opportunity came, Winter took it, dug up the dirt on your wife, and set her straight to prison. Just like that, she got rid of your wife.""A-Are you saying that my wife's case had something to
A scream tore through the street.The doors of a high-end private casino room in Antalas flew open. The once-glorious Stroud Group marketing manager, Tom, was beaten black and blue and thrown out by two bodyguards. He rolled on the floor in agony."Our boss says if you don't pay back the two million dollars you owe this month, he'll break your arms and legs! If you still can't pay next month, you'll be trafficked to Mordor, and they'll harvest your organs to make up for it! Scram!"The bodyguards each kicked Tom once more before leaving.Passersby watched him with thinly veiled contempt, some openly laughing.Tom's lower back throbbed with pain. He lay on the ground baring his teeth, despairing to the point of tears.Two million dollars? He didn't even have two hundred dollars on him now.In fact, he hadn't eaten all day, and he was starving. At this rate, he would die of hunger before next month arrived."Joshua Stroud… All these years, I ran myself ragged for Stroud Group. Ev
Blake sensed the resentment radiating from Sasha. His eyes narrowed darkly as he bent down, pinching her delicate chin and forcing her face up. "Sassypants, what's with the attitude? Why are you throwing a tantrum at me for no reason, huh?"Their eyes met, and Sasha's heart skipped a beat, then sank."You set up Winz's friend, Elijah Iverson, didn't you?" she asked coldly.Blake's pupils contracted slightly as he leaned closer. "Who told you that?""You just need to answer me. Yes or no?""Don't you already have your answer? Otherwise, why bother asking?" Blake let out a cold, mocking laugh, pinching her so hard it stung.He then added, "Sassypants, are you out of your mind? You really think you can come at me over someone like Elijah Iverson? How dare you? Also, so what if I did it? That bastard had the nerve to hit on Josh's wife, and he even humiliated him in public."You don't slap a man in the face and walk away. Since he doesn't know the rules, I'll make sure someone teach
Sasha's bare back shuddered and tensed. Her cheeks were flushed, whether from the heat of the steam or from desire gnawing at her bones, it was impossible to tell.Desire stirred in her body, but her eyes betrayed nothing.Blake had drunk quite a bit. Slightly inebriated, he pressed her shoulders down with rough force.She muffled a groan as her lower abdomen hit the edge of the marble counter. The icy cold contrasted sharply with the burning heat behind her, overstimulating her nerves.His kisses were scorching, like brands, starting at her trembling shoulders and moving downward, lingering over every scar on her back.Whenever his lips reached the lash mark, he became especially gentle and meticulous, kissing it again and again, nothing like the Blake she knew.Blake's eyes were bloodshot. His breathing grew heavier with every kiss as a surge of emotion took hold. The next second, Sasha felt a chill. The straps hanging on her shoulders slipped all the way down to her feet."







