Summer's words left James thinking that she agreed to have a child with him. He asked in bewilderment, "Summie, you..."Summer knew James always respected her, despite being unromantic. He should understand that her words meant agreement, since she had expressed it to that extent.She gently touched his neck, trailing her fingers down, and began unbuttoning his clothes."We are husband and wife, understand?" James finally understood her. A warm smile appeared on his cold, handsome face as he gently supported the back of Summer's head.He removed her hair clip and said, "I understand now, my love."The room's lights casted a warm glow. Shadows danced as the king-sized bed swayed. Clothes were scattered across the red cotton carpet.Happiness permeated the room. This day truly belonged to Summer and James.Sunlight streamed through the window the next morning.As Summer sat up in bed, she noticed neatly folded clothes on the table. Those clothes had been scattered across the fl
The Youngs' business was heavily influenced by the Ritters, leaving Simone with no option but to comply with Keith's commands.Keith had assured Simone and Hank of substantial monetary gain after completing the task. Additionally, he pledged to collaborate with Young Group to foster their business growth.This commitment prompted them to listen to Keith's instructions and disrupt Summer's wedding.Unfortunately, their attempt failed, and the event proceeded perfectly. Now, they could only stand before Keith with their head bowed, feeling guilty."Mr. Ritter, we apologize for betraying your trust. However, you can't place all the blame on us."Hank elaborated, "Who would've known James was so infatuated with Summer? We even brought up Summer's past during the wedding, but he disregarded it entirely."Simone added, "Exactly. Mr. Ritter, it's not solely because we didn't try hard enough. Perhaps James was a fool. How else could he marry someone like Summer?"Keith grew increasing
In the president's office at Ritter Corporation, Keith sat on the chair, his expression grim and his blue eyes shimmering like crystals in the sunlight.Keith's cold words echoed in the office as he said, "James, my intention was to humiliate your family, but I didn't expect you to actually marry Summer. Do you believe this is the end of it?" Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, illuminating his sharp features. His smile appeared eerie in the shadows. …At Quigley Group, James found himself occupied. During the shareholders' meeting, he faced criticism from various shareholders due to the wedding that had taken place the day before. Now, a middle-aged man with blue-framed glasses spoke up, saying, "Mr. Quigley, we normally wouldn't interfere with your private affairs, but your personal matters have affected the internal operations of the company. "Since your wedding, the company has experienced some instability, and the stock price has started to decline." The dec
James wasn't all talk; he had the fierceness of a tiger. Hence, he wasn't one to back down like a lamb. Rising from his seat, he slammed the table and addressed the group. "Everyone, it appears all of you have strong opinions about this. So, what is it that you desire?" James' demeanor exuded defiance, as if he were daring them to oppose him. Numerous individuals opted for silence, with some even lowering their heads to avoid meeting James' gaze. Yet, a few courageous individuals were prepared to oppose James. William slammed his hand down on the table and demanded, "James, what's with this attitude? Just because Norman passed on the position of president to you doesn't give you the freedom to act recklessly." James smirked mockingly as he locked eyes with William. "What's the matter, Mr. Levy? Do you believe you can defy me just because you're affiliated with the Quigley family? Your age doesn't give you the right to act superior here." "You… You... What do you mean?"
Wearing a stern expression, William was the first to leave the meeting room. It was unlikely that he would ever attend another shareholders' meeting at Quigley Group. As evening approached, the sky over Rosseera City was painted with the colors of sunset, and the streets were crowded with cars. Traffic lights blinked intermittently while traffic police officers worked diligently to maintain order on the street. Sitting in her car, Summer looked visibly anxious. Having finished work, she needed to rush to the Quigley residence, but she found herself stuck in traffic halfway there. It seemed like there was no way she would be able to reach on time.The mere thought of Caroline waiting for her at the Quigley residence filled Summer with dread. If Caroline found out Summer was late, she would surely unleash her wrath and hurl hurtful words at the latter. Summer gripped the steering wheel tightly, silently praying for a smooth journey and hoping to avoid Caroline's anger. Unf
Sean, a tall middle-aged man with a black beard, wore a high-brimmed hat and a white chef's uniform. At first glance, he appeared to be a professional chef. However, his demeanor was far from friendly; in fact, he exuded an air of hostility. "Mrs. Quigley, please cut the cabbage," Sean instructed, pointing to the large cabbage on the countertop. Cutting cabbage posed no challenge for Summer; she often helped with cooking at home. Even on days when she had work, she made it a habit to prepare her own meals. With confidence, she picked up a knife and began cutting the cabbage. Summer's cutting technique produced uniformly shaped strips of cabbage, demonstrating her adept knife skills. It was evident she was no novice. However, despite her proficiency, Sean still managed to find fault in her. "Mrs. Quigley, the position of your finger while cutting isn't quite correct," he said. "Huh? It's not correct?" Summer was surprised. It was the first time she had heard that there
Sean was a professional chef. Despite his underestimation of Summer's capabilities, she was actually quite skilled. However, Caroline's reaction to the report was indifferent and distant. She simply waved her hand and dismissed Summer. Summer had anticipated this outcome. She knew that Caroline wouldn't praise her even if she excelled. Gaining Caroline's approval appeared to be a challenging task. Nonetheless, the evening had passed without incident. Fortunately, Summer had managed to remain obedient during the cooking lessons. Despite facing difficulties and enduring Sean's criticisms, she had persevered. Consequently, Sean hadn't reported anything negative about her to Caroline. Upon her return to the Beaut Moon residential area, Summer felt utterly exhausted. She collapsed onto the couch with sore muscles all over. Upon hearing sounds in the living room, James stepped out to see what it was. "Summie, what's wrong?" he inquired. When he saw Summer looking dispirited, he
James was being overly attentive. Although Summer appreciated his concern, she didn't need it at the moment. After all, if he persisted in showing such care, her lies would be exposed. Summer absolutely couldn't allow James to discover that she had visited the Quigley residence without informing him; it would likely lead to another dispute with Caroline. "James, I prefer to manage my work on my own. Remember when I mentioned that I wanted to establish my own career? If you help me, it won't be my career anymore; it'll become yours," Summer calmly explained. James fell silent briefly. He had a clear understanding of Summer's character and recognized her as someone who was ambitious, independent, and reluctant to seek help. After some contemplation, he relented. "Alright, I won't offer help, but you must inform me if you need anything." "Okay, I'll remember that," Summer replied. With that, she successfully declined his offer. Subsequently, she said she would be busy for th