LOGINThis is bad... it's starting.Senior Madam really can't stand seeing Madam happy.Mia lowered her gaze, her fingers tightening around the tray in her hands as worry filled her heart.******"Honey, why are you shouting?" Mr Williams asked, looking helplessly at his wife."I'm shouting?"Mrs Williams let out a disbelieving laugh before pointing straight at Fulvia."Look at what I'm talking about. This girl has no respect. Her in-laws arrived, yet she didn't even come over to welcome us."Mr Williams leaned closer and lowered his voice."What are you saying? Don't you remember she can't see?"Mrs Williams folded her arms."If she can't see, is that affecting her ears too? Didn't she hear that we arrived?"The moment she heard those words, Fulvia immediately pushed herself to her feet. She carefully stretched out a hand, trying to figure out where everyone was from the direction of their voices."Honey, stop causing trouble."Mr Williams quick
The Next Morning...Mr Williams lowered the newspaper in his hands and stared at his wife from head to toe."Why are you all dressed up this morning?" he asked. "Do I need to remind you that you're getting old and should be resting?"Mrs Williams stopped in front of the mirror and glared at him."What? Who are you calling old?" she snapped. "You're the one who's old. I mean, look at yourself."She adjusted her earrings and grabbed her handbag."Let's put that aside. If you want to know why I'm dressed up, just ask."Turning toward the door, she added casually,"Anyway, I'm going to Henry's mansion now, if you'll excuse me."Mr Williams immediately frowned."Why do you want to visit Henry's mansion? I hope there's no problem because I know you."He folded his newspaper and stood up."Are you planning to cause trouble there?"Mrs Williams gasped dramatically and placed a hand on her chest."So I can't visit my son anymore? Is that what you're sa
“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
"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 your father?" she asked,
“What’s that, Fulvia? Are you okay?” Henry asked sharply, his voice slicing through the silence like a blade.Fulvia flinched at his tone, clutching the phone tighter. “I’m okay,” she replied quickly, forcing a small smile. “I was just playing with Jojo. He moved suddenly, and something
Henry quickly carried Fulvia and laid her gently on the bed.“Someone bring me water now!” Henry shouted, taking out his phone and calling their family doctor.“Hello, Dr Mack, please, it’s an emergency. My wife hit her head and she’s unconscious.”“I will be there
"You’re going to apply medicine to that fat monster, right?" Molly, the maid in the kitchen, asked."Yes. You were also there, and I think you saw for yourself how Barachelle was punished. I have to hurry and do what the young master asked," Zina replied to Molly."Yeah, I
Henry was shocked. His phone was on loudspeaker. He quickly turned to Fulvia, only to see that she was already fast asleep, leaning gently against the car window. He hurriedly silenced the phone, trying not to wake her.“Mum, do you want Dad to lose a big deal? Do you even know how







