Once they had settled in, they brought up serious matters. "I heard from him that there is a spy in the organization, but we don't know who." Flora had only heard about this from Matthew. The person opposite her nodded: "I asked our brother about it last time, but he didn't say anything. His demeanor seemed... rather upset." He sighed after speaking, then quickly changed his tone: "But don't worry sister-in-law, once your and brother's happy event is over, we'll investigate the organization. Sooner or later, that spy will expose himself." This matter nagged at Flora's heart. She couldn't understand how Selena had the capacity to manipulate Matthew's subordinates. According to Matthew, she was merely a pawn in Daniel's game. Who was Selena leveraging? Or rather... who was secretly assisting her against Matthew? "Ah... It hurts so much!" A sudden scream from outside in the flower garden startled Flora. She hastily ran out to see Matthew's two brothers, whom she knew, fighting.
Flora, with drowsy eyes, suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, I spoke with Grace yesterday, and she told me a lot about you. She said most of the houses on the island were built with your money, even the public facilities. I wasn't aware of this before. Seems like I've landed an immensely rich husband, a man of vast wealth?" The cost of construction, let alone the transportation of materials from the mainland, was astronomical. "I knew S.E.I Corporation was huge, but I had no idea you'd also invested in this..." "That's not true." Matthew chuckled: "S.E.I's profit is indeed enormous, but the money used for the island's development didn't come from the corporation. It's a personal endeavor of mine, not part of the corporation's philanthropy." So, the funds for this island's construction, are they Matthew's private money? Such a thought might not be entirely appropriate, yet upon hearing his words, Flora immediately wondered, could he have used money earned from the underworld to
Flora waited until they were away from their daughter's room to give Matthew a playful tug on the ear: "What's this about the wedding? You told me it was in two weeks, how did it suddenly become three days?” It was now that she finally began to question him. Earlier, when Matthew didn't see her react, he thought he had managed to escape unscathed. Little did he expect that she had noted down his wrongdoings, only to bring it up when they were away from their daughter's room. "I was wrong! I was wrong! Oh, my dear wife, please forgive me!" He cried out: "But it's really for you!" "What? How is it for me?" Flora's voice was filled with shock. Why would he move the wedding closer because of her, without her even knowing anything? Matthew rubbed his ear that was still tingling, explaining: "When I was massaging you, you said that two weeks was too long, that you wanted to get married sooner. I thought that since we were almost prepared anyway, it wouldn’t matter if we did it a bit so
Matthew, spotting his son, asked: "Don't you want to bid Anna farewell? You two had such fun together, I bet you can't bear to see her go, right?" To his surprise, Charlie shook his head: "No, Dad, I don't want to say goodbye to that liar." The boy lowered his head, his voice steady: "She said she would stay here with Paul and me, but then she just left without a word. She really is a liar!" The boy slowly walked back to his room. Flora watched her son's retreating figure, unable to hold back a sigh: "He must be really upset." "We can't do anything about it. She's their child after all, we can't force her to stay. I know you worry about our son being upset, but don't worry, our boy is strong." And, if the children truly cherish this hard-earned relationship, they can always reconnect when they grow up. "You don't seem worried about him at all." "What else can we do? If it were Paul or our boy staying at someone else's home, I'd certainly rush to bring them back too, I wouldn'
“The pearls on the dress are so beautiful!” Matthew brimmed with delight, his smile twinkling as he turned to the person beside him: "The pearls are locally harvested by the islanders, they're all natural... As for this wedding dress, it's a heartfelt gift from them to us." Despite being not the creation of skilled artisans or renowned designers, the dress bore the love and blessings of the island's inhabitants. He believed that once Flora donned this gown, she would be the happiest bride on their big day. Standing aside, Grace rolled her eyes: "I never imagined you could be this sentimental, big brother!" Turning to Flora, she teased: "Sister-in-law, remember to keep him on a tight leash, don't let his sentimentalism make others feel queasy." Grace had long forgotten her once earnest desire to marry Matthew. Now, she genuinely wished him and Flora a life of shared happiness. Matthew chuckled: "My dear sister, no need to feel jealous of your sister-in-law. Perhaps you should seiz
Sometimes, people will come across their life's destiny by chance and by chance. No one can predict it. In the bathroom of the VIP room of the five-star ROYAL INVITE hotel, the sound of water had not stopped until now. The warm and hot water quickly glided through the soft, feminine curve, then dropped straight to the cold tile floor, washing away some anxiety and nervousness of the girl taking a dip in the water. Flora Smith was in the shower humming an unknown tune softly, and then as if thinking of something, her cheeks suddenly turned a hidden pink. The steam in the bathroom was misty, covering the mirror with a layer of mist. She reached out and wiped the mirror. In the mirror immediately appeared a face have red lip and a slim chin. She laughed, continuing to hum as she put on her delicate satin nightgown. Outside, the phone rang, extremely urgent, as if urging the other to hurry up to answer the phone. "Hello, Patrick. Did you get off the plane?" The smile on the corne
"Mr. Patrick… You're back already??" Flora uttered a sentence, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a burning fire was burning through her body. All over her body, from top to bottom, there was a burning sensation everywhere. "It's hot! Brother Patrick...! I want water...! Cold water..." When Matthew stepped out of the bathroom, What caught his eye was the erotic image of the girl lying on the bed. He can even hear the small moan from those pretty pink lips. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her thick eyelashes seemed to hold a few tears. This girl's face was much more beautiful than he had imagined, at least more beautiful than the "high-class call girls" that the others had prepared in the past. "Are you so eager to serve me? Unfortunately, for the time being, I have no interest in these flirting games, so I had to let you sleep through the night without doing anything." As soon as he finished speaking, he was lying on the space on the other side of the large bed, pul
Changing into an everyday outfit and looking at herself in the mirror without any spirit, she sighed, closed the hotel room door, went to the elevator, and down to the front desk. "Hi, how can I help you?" Not the front desk yesterday. Flora tried to stay calm and nodded to the front desk, recounting the myth she had encountered last night. "… I want you to help me check if anyone else received room card 2109 but me yesterday. There's no way a man would suddenly appear in my room. Or is there something wrong…" This is a five-star hotel, and security good, why a tall man enter her room without a trace. Yesterday, when Matthew Charles arrived, the new receptionist was so obsessed that he forgot his job and forgot to put his information into the hotel's management system. Today's receptionist has worked at this hotel for a long time. Her face color suddenly changed as soon as she heard her mention room 2109, but she quickly regained her composure. "The management system saved the