Andrew stood up, hands behind his back, by the tall floor-to-ceiling window, exuding a cold demeanor. "I've done everything I can for you and your family. What you have now is beyond what most people can achieve in a lifetime. I don't understand what you're crying about, or do you think you just need to shed a few tears to seem pitiable?" Elysia, eyes blurred with tears, was at a loss for words. He glanced at his secretary and said calmly, "Escort the guest out." The secretary awkwardly led Elysia out of the CEO's office. Elysia didn't make a scene. If she continued to do so, she'd be escorted out by security, which would be even more embarrassing for her. After Elysia left, the office fell into a brief silence. Andrew stood by the window, smoking, his eyes slightly narrowed as he gazed outside, reminiscing about Alaric's young and simple face, unable to help but sigh softly. Then Ryan knocked and entered with a smile, "Alpha, finally got rid of that clingy Elysia. Congratulatio
Isabella received a call from David. After patiently listening to his ramblings, she found it laughable. Victoria, being so clever, must have figured out that Isabella was behind the whole thing, yet she had David ask her to get Andrew to intervene. Isabella couldn't figure out what Victoria was thinking. She casually responded to David and it was clear that David wasn't genuinely concerned about Victoria's well-being. To him, his daughter was just a pawn; once discarded, she had no value. David was clearly more concerned about getting close to Mr. Andrew. "Isabella, just do your best for your sister. And please slelect a time to bring Mr. Andrew home for dinner. You're dating and hiding it, but your father isn't narrow-minded. I want to know more about him so I can feel comfortable entrusting you to him." David said. Isabella almost got goosebumps from David's words. After mumbling some responses, she quickly hung up the phone. In David's eyes, there was only self-interest, not
Ava stood at the entrance, bending over to hand them their shoes, brand-new men's slippers, clearly prepared especially for the occasion. "This is Ava," Isabella introduced with a beaming smile. She then whispered in Ava's ear, "He's Asher's father." Ava nodded quickly, her face filled with a loving smile. She had only seen Andrew once at the hospital after Isabella gave birth to Asher. She never expected this unemployed wanderer to transform into a billionaire; it was quite surprising. "Ava, hello," Andrew greeted politely and gently. "Hello, please come in," Ava said, somewhat flustered, looking at the handsome Andrew with great satisfaction. "Ava, why are you blocking the door? Invite the guests in. You're so uncivilized," Charlotte's voice suddenly rang out, her tone clearly showing her status as the hostess. Feeling embarrassed, Ava quickly stepped aside. Isabella frowned slightly, but didn't show her displeasure. "The gifts Andrew brought are still in the trunk. Please Aun
Isabella and Andrew have returned to the apartment. In the living room on the first floor, Asher is sitting on the carpet in front of the French windows, scribbling with crayons. When the baby hears the door and sees Mommy and Daddy coming back, he immediately climbs up from the floor, drops the crayons in his hand, takes quick steps with his little legs, and runs towards Isabella. "Asher, were you good today?" Isabella picks up her son and gives him a big kiss on his little cheek. Asher giggles as he's kissed, one hand hugging her, the other reaching out to Andrew, "Daddy, hug." Andrew extends his arms, embracing them both. Asher pouts and rubs his cheek against Andrew's, leaving drool all over his face. Isabella kicks off her heels, carrying Asher into the house, and they both sit by the French windows. She picks up the dropped crayons from the floor and writes a few simple words on a small drawing board. Amelia has been teaching Asher to read during this time, and the baby's me
The mystery revealed, Isabella also lost interest. Instead, she looked forward to seeing Victoria's self-righteousness and her eventual comeuppance. "I'm tired, I'm going to bed." Isabella shifts her body, turning her back. But Andrew wraps his arms around her from behind, "Girl, are you planning to burn bridges?" He kisses her sensitive neck fiercely, his seductive skills causing uncontrollable shivers to run through Isabella's body. "Andrew, you're not keeping your word. Didn't we agree on a night of mental love?" She protests passively. "No, I didn't agree..." He speaks as his lips continue to trail along her ear, deliberately blowing air into her sensitive ears. "Andrew, you, you rogue!" She weakens as he continues to kiss her, her voice growing weaker. For the next week, Isabella and Andrew are almost inseparable. If he doesn't have to, he spends most of his time working from home. In the study, he sits at the computer dealing with business while she sits on the small sof
Isabella dutifully acted on set for a month, and then received a call from Olivia. She was nominated for the Oscar for Best Actress, so she needed to attend the awards ceremony. Olivia had already communicated with the crew, and the director approved her three days off. Then Isabella and Olivia flew back to Ithaca town. The day before the awards ceremony, Isabella was quite busy, trying on dresses, getting styled, and preparing her acceptance speech in advance. She kept busy until late at night and didn't return to her apartment, opting to spend the night at the hotel. At that time, Andrew was not in Ithaca town but on a business trip in Spain. When she called him at night, she couldn't help but complain, "I finally came back, and you're not here." On the phone, his voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of apology. "I can't attend your awards ceremony tomorrow, but after this busy period, I'll take you out to relax." "It's just a nomination, and the other nominees are all
Elowen seemed clever and tactful, complimenting Isabella generously before heading to the kitchen to help. "Grandma, Dad, I'll go upstairs to change clothes first, then I'll come down to have dinner with you," Isabella said, signaling to Ava with her eyes before swiftly heading upstairs. As soon as she entered the room, Ava followed. Ava took out a set of loungewear from the closet and handed it to her. As Isabella changed clothes, she listened to Ava recounting the events of the past month at the Harris family's residence. It had indeed been quite interesting. "You hadn't been gone long before Idris and his family came to apologize. He's such a scoundrel, not a word of apology, just complaints about Miss Aria being immature. Mrs. Ada was furious and kicked them out. Mrs. Ada was already boiling with anger, and then she fell ill, spending over a week in the hospital. After she was discharged, she brought Elowen here under the pretext of needing someone to take care of her. Mrs.
Isabella stayed in the apartment for one night. The next morning, Asher saw his mother at home and happily danced around. However, she had to catch a flight in the afternoon and could only spend the morning with him. When she was about to leave, Asher grabbed her skirt, refusing to let her go, crying and calling her mom relentlessly. Isabella's eyes were red when she left. She even had the impulse to quit the entertainment industry altogether and become a full-time mother at home since Andrew could afford it. However, this impulsive thought was only temporary. She still had to finish filming the suspense drama she had started and couldn't quit the jobs she had already accepted. Living in this society meant following its rules. Professionalism was still necessary. She began working in Rochester town the next day. It happened to snow that day, but it didn't affect the filming progress. She had two scenes to shoot, one of which was quite challenging. The male lead, Emrys, had limited