Masuk“What?! That’s both good and bad news. Am I supposed to congratulate you or panic?” Mirabel stared at Molly like she had just lost her mind. “Wait... Molly, were you drunk before I got here?”Molly frowned tiredly.“What do you mean by that?”Mirabel nearly dropped her glass.“Are you seriously asking me that?” she exclaimed. “You’re telling me there’s a baby inside you right now.” She pointed at Molly’s stomach dramatically. “Come on, tell me you’re joking. Is this some kind of prank?”“Keep your voice down,” Molly hissed nervously as she glanced around the bar. “Yes, I’m pregnant.”Mirabel’s jaw dropped.“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She leaned closer immediately. “Tell me whose baby it is.”Her expression suddenly changed.“Wait...” Her eyes widened. “Don’t tell me it’s Bobby’s.”Molly stayed silent.“No. No, no, no...” Mirabel grabbed her arm tightly. “It can’t be his. Talk to me, Molly. Who’s the father?”“Mira, you’re shouting again,” Molly muttered irritably before finally sig
“See? I told you not to freak out. I haven’t even finished yet...” Rose said cautiously, glancing around the kitchen.Mia stood frozen beside the counter, her face pale with shock.“So... wait. Mia, are you even listening to me?” Rose asked, waving a hand in front of her face.Mia finally blinked.“I can’t believe this...” she muttered weakly. “Young Master cheated again?”Rose frowned immediately.“What do you mean by again?”Mia swallowed hard before lowering her voice.“How do I explain this...” She hesitated briefly. “Not too long ago, I saw lipstick stains on Young Master’s shirt.”Rose’s eyes widened.“Oh... so what you saw was lipstick stains?” She leaned closer and whispered, “What I saw was bloodstains on the bedsheets.”“What?!” Mia gasped loudly.“Shhh!” Rose quickly covered Mia’s mouth with her hand. “Why are you shouting? I’m not ready to lose my job yet, okay? And I don’t think you want to lose yours either.”She removed her hand slowly and sighed.“Just pretend I never
“Hello, Madam,” a man’s voice said respectfully from the other end of the call.“Donald, I need you to look for someone for me,” Mrs Williams said coldly as she stood beside the window, her fingers tapping impatiently against the glass.“Okay, Madam. Details please,” Donald replied softly.“I don’t really have much information about her. All I know is that she’s a lady named Molly. She used to work as a maid in Henry’s mansion.” Mrs Williams’ eyes darkened. “I need to find her. Use every means possible to track her down and keep me updated.”“Okay, Madam. Do you have a photo, her surname, or maybe her contact information?” Donald asked carefully.“If I had any of that, wouldn’t I have provided it already?” Mrs Williams snapped impatiently. She took a deep breath before continuing. “If I get more information, I’ll send it immediately. But for now, work with what I gave you.”“Understood, Madam. I’m on it already. I’ll inform you once we find her.”“Good.”Mrs Williams ended the call im
No Space for Another Woman"Henry, ask your mother if she truly knows nothing about this, because I specifically ordered the staff not to serve too many drinks so everyone could drink responsibly. You might have been..." Mr Williams said, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at his wife before Mrs Williams abruptly cut him off."Wow!" Mrs Williams let out a sharp laugh filled with disbelief. "You are suspecting me? So now you think I drugged Henry and set him up with a woman? Holy crap! What nonsense!" She placed a hand dramatically on her chest. "Didn't you hear what he said? He said it was strong alcohol. Can you imagine this man?" She turned to Henry with widened eyes. "Henry, did you hear what your father just accused me of?"Mr Williams scoffed loudly. "What do you expect me to think? Weren't you practically celebrating while telling me the news yesterday? Why shouldn't I suspect you?"Mrs Williams inhaled sharply, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Henry, are you listening to you
“Calling Henry… what does that change? Go ahead, talk to your son. It won’t change the fact…” Mrs Williams began, her lips curling in disdain.“Shut your mouth!” Mr Williams snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut through the room. His grip tightened around his phone, veins standing out on his hand. “This isn’t his fault. It’s his mother’s fault. If you had disciplined your son properly, he wouldn’t be cheating despite being married. I will discipline him today. I must teach him a lesson.”A burst of laughter escaped Mrs Williams.“Ha… ha… ha…” She shook her head slowly, her eyes gleaming with mockery. “You speak as if he’s still a child. Discipline? With your health? I doubt you can even lift the discipline tool.”“We’ll see about that,” Mr Williams said through clenched teeth, pacing restlessly. “Let him arrive first. Why isn’t he picking up? Does he already know what he did?”“Try calling again,” she said lazily, slipping out of bed. “And don’t say I didn’t warn you… be careful you
Henry’s fingers tightened around his phone. I will just have to try… and explain it in a way Mum would want to help, he thought, heart pounding.“Henry! Henry! Mr Kingsley called!” the phone buzzed insistently.“Yes, Dad,” Henry answered, his voice steady.“Why were you silent all of a sudden?” Mr Kingsley asked, concern threading his tone.“It’s nothing, Dad. I’ll find a way to get Master Lin to treat you, and I’ll call back. But for now… take care of yourself. I promise I’ll do everything I can,” Henry said, his words rushed but firm.“Okay… thank you. Don’t overexert yourself. If Master Lin refuses, just leave it. And don’t forget… I entrust Fulvia to you. I know you won’t let me down,” Mr Kingsley said softly, a faint smile in his voice.“I won’t, Dad. I promise,” Henry said, swallowing the lump in his throat.*****“Sir, it’s time to go to bed. Your phone, please,” Emily said, bowing slightly.“Bye, Henry. Your wife… her rules are set. I dare not go against them. They hold more p
I must have taken the wrong medicine. How could I have ever believed Henry loved me? Many people wanted my father’s help to grow their businesses. Did Henry marry me just to gain my father’s support? No. That’s impossible. If that were true, my father would have found out and he wouldn’t have let m
“So it’s you. We just hired you and you’re already this bold? You don’t know how to treat and respect customers, yet you dare insult Miss Molly. Do you have a death wish?”The manager’s voice thundered through the hallway.“Oh my…”It really was the manager.The server felt the heat of the slap he
“Is he the one out of his mind, or is it you? Are you sure you heard the room number correctly?” Jasmine asked.“Yes, I did,” the staff replied.“Ha, ha, ha… this is funny. Jasmine, stop asking questions and let the server go. Besides, it’s not our business,” the second receptionist said.“That’s t
“Yes, he did. He told me he has malaria. If the doctor hadn’t spoken while I was calling Dad, he was planning to keep it from me,” Fulvia said softly.“Oh... it’s just malaria? Then why is sir coughing out blood? Oh... maybe it’s just a dry cough,” Emily thought quietly.“Why did you ask, Emily? Is







