FAZER LOGIN“Rosie…”
The middle-aged man murmured like he was in a dream, incredulous. His breathing grew uneven as he stared at her, feet instinctively changing direction.
Candice was on the phone, explaining everything.
Upon hearing that the Jones family had enlisted a powerful relative, and that what had seemed a certain conviction for Mia might now change, Sophia instantly lost her appetite.
But she quickly calmed down—after all, they had Boss Clem
Kyle was so delighted he practically wanted to award Edith a trophy. Now he didn’t even need to play informant or stir up trouble; what could be more convincing than seeing it with one's own eyes?Charlie pulled the woman off him for the second time, his voice stern. "Miss. Lawrence, please show some self-respect in public!"His voice was extremely heavy, not leaving Edith a shred of dignity.Snapping out of her impulsive state, Edith’s face felt like it was on fire. "I... I didn't do it on purpose. I just lost my balance."Charlie didn't bother responding. He stepped toward Candice. However, Candice was one step ahead, walking toward the seats pre-reserved for them and leaving him standing there.The others cast looks of helpless sympathy toward Charlie, except for Gabrielle, who happily bounded over to him. "Charlie."Charlie glanced at Gabrielle, then looked at Sophia and the others. Rex looked eager to explain, Jerry lowered
"Cultivate..."Gabrielle’s eyes were vacant. Evidently, her cognitive capacity was insufficient to process such a complex phrase, leaving her to do nothing but stare blankly at Candice.The girl before her wore a well-behaved white princess dress; her skin was like cream, and she stood quietly, projecting a unique sense of innocence. Even her wooden hollowness translated into a sort of static beauty on a canvas."This half-sister really does look a bit like Candice. She’s quite pretty, too. Pity she’s a fool," Bianca whispered into Sophia’s ear."A fool who still knows how to try and snatch a brother-in-law from her sister.""You mean Kyle?""No, Charlie.""..."*The fool’s taste in men is quite sharp.*Candice stepped forward. Under the high-alert, "enemy-at-the-gates" gaze of the female bodyguard, she reached out and gently patted Gabrielle’s head twice. "You have to be good and get
This time, Denise was the first to cut the call.Soon after, Candice received a location—a seaside resort about a fifty-minute drive away. It was likely the intended departure point where she would board a helicopter to head to the destination.Only then did Candice let her hands drop, gripping the railing as if she were about to collapse from exhaustion. It wasn't that she lacked fear; she simply couldn't afford to fuel the enemy's arrogance. It was all a bluff, and she hoped it would work. She also hoped... that Denise still had a shred of conscience regarding her biological daughter.Candice stood silently for a few minutes, let out a soft sigh, and headed downstairs."Uncle, it’s no use letting them keep arguing like this. I’ll go out and say a few words," she said, making a move toward the door."Get back here! Don't think you're slipping away. I'll go talk to them," Albert said, stepping outside.The moment her uncle
"That doesn't matter right now; what matters is you!"Margaret was consumed with worry. She now deeply regretted her initial decision; she felt she should have been firm in making her daughter separate from Charlie. That way, they wouldn't have had to take the risk of sending her back to the Lawrence family just to overcome the hurdle of her background.Now that she was being targeted by that venomous woman, there was no telling what would happen in the future.Candice reassured her, "You don't need to worry about my affairs, and don't think of her as being all-powerful. She won't let me go? Well, I won't let her go either. Relax, your daughter can handle this."Sophia also tried to comfort Margaret. "It's fine. If she can't even handle a crisis like this, how is she going to fight her in the future? You have to remember, Candice isn't alone anymore.""Besides, things have already come to this. Being afraid only makes it more dangerous," Bianca sai
Candice’s voice was devoid of any ups and downs, carrying a sort of cold solemnity.Amy swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on Candice for a long time. When she finally spoke, her voice sounded as if it were being dragged out by a heavy weight attached to her throat. "I... I don’t know who it was... Sh-she found me... Oh, not in person, it was over the phone. She told me to come back to the fishing village... and then... no matter what method I used... to stir up some trouble... to force y-you to... rush here immediately."Everyone: "...!"Before she had spoken these words, Candice’s "coerced confession" had been based on deduction and suspicion. After all, a decade-old neighborhood grudge escalating to mutual retaliation and a high-society vendetta seemed like two different dimensions; connecting them felt somewhat far-fetched.But as Amy’s words landed, that sinister, rotten aura suddenly surged toward them, sending chills down their
Everything happens for a reason.Even if it were the Third Uncle’s family, why would these old rivals—who had maintained a truce for over a decade—suddenly start trouble now? There had to be a motive.A flicker of unease crossed Mary’s face. She shifted her weight, stammering, "Well... the conflict has always been there. It’s true that because our family’s life has improved over the last few years, the friction decreased a lot. At most, we’d just exchange a few sarcastic remarks. Usually..."Candice was still preoccupied with Charlie’s situation and had no patience for her grandmother’s evasions. She didn't want to play word games. She gripped the older woman's hand. "Just tell me straight. What happened?""..."Knowing she couldn't fool her brilliant granddaughter, Mary confessed guiltily, "It was just last week. Third Uncle’s youngest daughter, who works out of town, came back. Her mothe
My heart jumped into my throat.I’d thought I’d already talked Mom and Grandma out of coming—and knowing Mom’s cautious personality, she wouldn’t stir up trouble anyway.But Grandma? That fearless, hot-headed old lady? She absolutely would.If th
Vanessa couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Why?”Everyone was dying to know — why did Denise want Miss Hale dead?Beatrice opened her mouth, ready to speak, but suddenly thought of something and swallowed the words back down. After taking a moment to steady her to
They sat side by side on a dark-red wooden bench, backs straight, faces blank, their postures stiff with forced composure.On the wall, a square clock ticked with trembling seconds; on the TV, a suspense drama played, its tense soundtrack wrapping the room in a skin-tight sense of dread.*Screeech—
Certain the two women couldn’t escape and would soon be dead, Phoebe spoke without the slightest restraint.Candice had already guessed as much, but hearing it aloud still rendered her speechless.Especially that line about her *defiling* Charlie…*Defile my foot







