Natalie had barely finished slapping Andrew when tears instantly welled up in Hannah’s eyes. She sniffled and walked toward Andrew, wanting to say something, but the moment her eyes met Natalie’s sharp gaze, she immediately dropped her head, not daring to speak.Adela set down her teacup and walked over to Natalie’s side. She was pretty sure that if she didn’t intervene, Natalie really might beat Andrew to a pulp right there and then. She couldn't help but worry a little about Dexter’s future married life with this girl.Shaking off those messy thoughts, she leaned in to whisper, “Keep it down. If you’re too loud, you’ll wake Dexter.”Dexter was still recovering. The last thing he needed was a noisy room. Natalie ultimately restrained herself and didn’t lash out further.Pointing a finger at Hannah, her tone was no longer soft and girlish, but cold and commanding, “Andrew already said this has nothing to do with you. So sit down and stop wandering in front of me.”Hannah turned pale i
Andrew’s face was filled with anguish and deep resentment. Adela could tell—his pain was for Dexter, but the hate was aimed squarely at Sarah.He looked exhausted, his voice hoarse like he hadn’t even had a sip of water all day. “Sarah showed up at school yesterday to look for me.”Natalie frowned. Just the night before, she’d called Andrew after chatting with Adela, urging him to be honest with Sarah. If he didn’t love her anymore, he should end things gently. She specifically told him to talk to her properly and avoid a messy fallout.But now, hearing the disgust in his voice when he mentioned Sarah, Natalie’s brow furrowed even more.“You called her that night, didn’t you? Otherwise, how would she have known so fast and rushed over?”Andrew scoffed coldly. “I’ve been avoiding her like the plague. Why the hell would I call her?”He hadn’t even replied to her texts.Natalie didn’t want to look at his twisted expression any longer and instead turned her gaze to Dexter, who lay unconsc
Although Adela found Richard’s comments exasperating, she realized upon closer thought that every piece of furniture in the study had soft corner guards—something she initially mistook for decorative touches.Only after hearing Richard's words did it hit her—he was worried she'd bump into something.She really didn’t know she came off as so fragile and clueless in Richard’s eyes. After the two elders headed upstairs to rest and Layson still hadn’t come home, Adela grew a little worried and decided to wait for him in the living room.It was nearly ten o'clock when she finally heard the sound of the door opening. She quickly stepped toward the foyer and saw Barnes helping Layson inside.“Adela, the boss had a bit to drink at dinner,” Barnes explained.Adela nodded and reached out to support Layson, but Barnes didn’t let go, worried she was too petite and delicate to manage on her own. He helped Layson to the couch before handing Adela his bag.“I’ll take my leave now. Please look after
Ever since Ralph started preschool, Richard and Diana had been eating breakfast early. So when Adela and Layson came downstairs, the dining table was already empty.The two of them sat very close during breakfast, voices low and intimate. To the household staff, they looked just like a pair of newlyweds—clingy and inseparable. But Layson always came across as strict and serious, so this contrast was a bit startling.Adela had just taken the last bite of her egg when she heard the sound of heels approaching. She looked up and almost choked. Thankfully, Layson handed her a cup of soy milk just in time to save her from disaster.Marah showed up this morning looking like she was headed to a gala—absolutely radiant, practically glowing. Adela blinked in disbelief and asked, “Are you going to a ball or something?”It was a workday, after all!Marah gracefully sat down, flashing Layson a sweet smile before responding to Adela, “I have plans with friends tonight.”She snuck another glance at
Natalie was slightly taller than Adela. She walked ahead with her head down, clearly deep in thought.Adela, fingers tapping her chin, found herself wondering—how tall exactly was Dexter? She pictured him standing next to Natalie. Yep. Totally harmonious.In her mind, Natalie already felt like Dexter’s not-so-official fiancée. Which only made her more curious about the girl.The garden path was softly lit by scattered lamps, casting a gentle glow on every corner. Without needing any help from the staff, the two strolled along the cobblestone path.They stopped at a wooden swing. Natalie casually sat down and started rocking gently, her eyes fixed on the stars above.Adela took a seat on a nearby tree stump. She stayed quiet too, not rushing to speak.“I thought you and Layson would be staying somewhere else. I came by tonight just hoping to run into you. Didn’t expect my luck to be this good.”Adela chuckled softly, “Yeah, we just moved back to the main house today.”The swing paused,
Richard scooped Ralph into his arms, a heavy sigh in his chest and a touch of melancholy in his eyes. “You don’t want Grandpa to go with you anymore, is that it?”Usually, it was either Richard or Diana who showed up at the kindergarten events. Layson was always busy, and back then, Adela hadn’t yet appeared in their lives. Richard wasn’t even of retirement age, but he had all but handed the company over to his son just to raise this grandson.And now this same grandson clearly preferred this woman—his birth mother—whom he’d barely known for a few days. Of course Richard felt bitter.In his soft little voice, Ralph answered, “I want Grandpa to go too. Can Mommy come with us?”That was definitely a no.Richard had no intention of publicly acknowledging Adela as Ralph’s biological mother just yet. He frowned, shooting her a warning glare, clearly signaling her to speak up.“Your son is asking you something. You’re not going to answer him?” His wide-eyed glare was so dramatic, Adela didn
Cici wasn’t short to begin with, and once she put on that dress, paired with her cherubic face, she looked exactly like one of those mischievous rich heiresses from TV dramas.Adela walked over with a laugh, holding her phone. She nudged Cici to sit on the edge of the bed. “Let me snap a photo—this one’s going in the memory book.”As she took the picture, she casually set the bookmark on the desk. Cici seemed frozen, almost like a puppet on strings, not saying a word the entire time.After Adela was done, Cici just sat there twisting her fingers together, clearly flustered. “So, um... you...” She tried to say something but couldn’t get the words out, her face flushed red as a tomato. Then she bolted into the bathroom like her life depended on it to change into her regular clothes.Adela sighed quietly, set the bookmark back where it was, and sat in the chair, zoning out.Her brain was in total chaos.Cici liked Zach?Seriously?When Cici finally emerged from the bathroom—twenty minute
Back in her sophomore year, the first time Mia laid eyes on Carl, he was leaning against a sports car, black slacks, white shirt, sunglasses, a cigarette dangling from his lips.Just one glance—and she was done for.For the next three years, all the way through graduation, she chased after him relentlessly. Carl was four years older, and Mia would ditch class just to catch a glimpse of him.But Carl never responded to her feelings. Still, Mia had made up her mind long ago—if she couldn’t have him, no one else would. Her mission had always been to ruin any woman who got too close. Luckily, Carl had never had many female friends.She could tell Carl treated Adela differently. But since Adela already had a boyfriend—and not just any boyfriend, but Layson Norman—Mia didn’t consider her a real threat at first.That changed last night.When Carl praised Adela in front of Grandma Rodriguez, something clicked. Mia’s instincts screamed at her: Carl liked this girl.And that terrified her.Mia
Marah approached with a practiced grace, the picture of an upper-class lady. She gave Gina a polite, close-lipped smile, all poise and decorum.The moment Gina heard Marah’s voice, she instinctively braced herself. Swirling her wine glass casually, she asked, “And you are?”Before anyone else could respond, Marah jumped in, “I’m Layson’s cousin. I currently work at Starry.”Gina paused, looking her over. “So you work with Adela, then? You’re a jewelry designer too?”Pride flickered in Marah’s eyes, though her tone stayed modest. “That’s right.”Gina wasn’t particularly interested in what Marah did or where she worked. What caught her attention was Marah claiming to be Layson’s cousin. She glanced at Layson—his face revealed nothing—and Adela, who didn’t look the least surprised. That alone made Gina more curious about Marah.Layson rubbed his brow, noticing Adela’s focus still on the chaos surrounding Mrs. Rodriguez. He let out a breath, equal parts amused and helpless. “If you’re so