Brisa answered, "I was the one who asked Nat to come over and keep me company. I haven't seen her in so long, and I really missed her.""Oh, I see..." Isabel nodded, but she still looked a little puzzled. "But there was a well-dressed woman standing next to Gregory. Do you know who she is, Anathea?""A woman?" Brisa's expression darkened instantly.Anathea noticed the shift and tried to steer the conversation elsewhere, but Isabel beat her to it. "Yeah, and she even arrived with Gregory."Brisa's face turned serious as she looked at Anathea. "Wait a minute. I told Arnold to pick you and Gregory up together. How did you get here?"Anathea hesitated for a moment before answering honestly, "I drove myself."Brisa's brows furrowed as she snapped, "Unbelievable! That little brat actually left you to drive here alone?""Grandma, actually—" Anathea tried to explain, but Brisa cut her off. "Don't defend him!"Anathea rarely saw Brisa this angry, so she swallowed her words and stayed
"But—" Anathea wanted to say that now wasn't the time to expose her status. After all, the last thing she needed was more unnecessary trouble. The abduction incident still haunted her, and she never wanted to go through anything like that again."No buts!" Isabel cut her off without hesitation. "Anathea, you can't back down. Just think about it—you're gorgeous, you've got an amazing figure, and you carry yourself with absolute grace and elegance. That other woman is nothing compared to you!"Before she could continue, the sound of a gentle piano melody floated through the air.In the center of the garden, a woman in an elegant sky-blue gown sat at the grand piano on a stage surrounded by blue roses. Her slender fingers danced effortlessly across the black and white keys, each note forming a melody so mesmerizing that it seemed to take on a life of its own, wrapping around her before drifting outward.The beautiful rhythm resonated through the crowd, captivating everyone who lis
The crowd whispered among themselves, and someone could be heard saying, "Opening the first dance at Madam Eleanor's birthday party... That says a lot about how much she favors that young lady.""Absolutely. Just look at the way Madam Eleanor looks at her with pure admiration."Another chimed in, "And dancing with Mr. Sinclair himself? That has to mean something, right?""Isn't he a father? No one's ever confirmed who the child's mother is. What if it's her? What if she's the future Mrs. Sinclair?""She's stunning and incredibly talented. No wonder he's kept her out of the public eye. Anyone would want to protect a woman like that." Anathea listened to the speculative murmurs around her, her expression unreadable. However, Isabel was furious. She didn't care how talented or beautiful Natalie was—being a homewrecker was still disgusting.And now, Natalie had the audacity to take Gregory's hand and dance with him in front of everyone, as if declaring herself the rightful Mrs. Sinc
Isabel frowned when she heard the crowd praising Natalie and Gregory. She glanced at Anathea, only to notice the latter's unfazed expression. It was almost as if she was used to such commentary.An uneasiness settled within Isabel. She felt disgruntled as she recalled the time her ex-boyfriend had cheated on her. If she ever ran into the trollop who'd ruined her relationship again, she swore she'd make her pay.At that moment, Natalie took Gregory's hand and twirled around him before he pulled her in by the waist and dipped her. As she went down, she turned her face to Isabel and Anathea.Anathea narrowed her eyes when she noticed the territorial gleam and provocation in Natalie's gaze. It was as though Natalie was saying Gregory was so taken with her that Anathea no longer meant anything to him.However, Anathea remained straight-faced as she stared at Natalie, looking completely bored with the childish mind games the latter had cooked up.But Isabel's eyes widened, and her voice
The sophisticated champagne tower toppled over with a loud crash. The glasses shattered into pieces, and everyone in the crowd watched with abject horror as Isabel and Natalie lay on the ground.Save for a small cut on her face, Isabel was relatively unharmed by the broken glass thanks to her jacket. But Natalie wasn't so lucky; her face was fine, but her dress left much of her skin exposed, and the broken glass had left tiny cuts on her arms.The golden pink of the champagne mixed with blood formed a jarring sight."Nat!" Eleanor cried in alarm as she ran over to inspect Natalie's wounds.Anathea limped over to Isabel, who'd eased herself upright.Isabel seemed shocked as she gaped at Natalie's unmoving form on the ground. It was like she'd passed out. Isabel didn't remember being too forceful with Natalie. More importantly, she'd nearly lost a chunk of her hair courtesy of the latter's vicious grip.And yet, it was Natalie who'd blacked out from the fight, not Isabel. It was
Isabel hated herself for being so impulsive earlier. Natalie was the homewrecker, but by picking a fight with her, Isabel had made her look like the innocent damsel-in-distress destined to marry Gregory. The incident had also put Anathea in a precarious position with Gregory.But Isabel was sure of one thing—Natalie was the man-stealing whore who'd come between her and her ex-boyfriend. She couldn't believe Natalie would deny having done something like that and still dare to seduce Gregory! She should've known better than to see Gregory as her role model since she was young. Men were all the same after all!"Is Gregory blind or something?" Isabel seethed. "How could he leave an angel like you for a trollop like Natalie? Just thinking about it pisses me off! Ow, ow—Anathea, that hurts! Gentle dabbing, please!"Anathea dabbed an iodine-soaked cotton bud on the cut on Isabel's cheek. When she saw the latter wincing and gritting her teeth in pain, she chuckled. "You need to learn yo
"Mrs. Sinclair, we've straightened up the bedroom. Call us if you need anything else," the maid told Anathea.Anathea nodded slightly in response. When the maids left, she opened the bedroom door.It had been a month since she'd last stayed at the Sinclair residence. She recalled how Gregory had left her alone in the room after he'd gotten a text from Natalie and rushed to the airport to pick up the latter. After that, he hadn't come home for the night.Anathea had even had to cover up for him when Brisa had asked about it, saying he'd gone to take care of urgent matters at the company. Anathea had known that he was catching up with Natalie, rekindling old sparks and setting sheets ablaze with their passion and yearning.Anathea figured Gregory wouldn't return to the Sinclair residence for the night. He was likely guarding Natalie's bedside and nursing her injuries. He probably wouldn't let anyone else take care of his precious first love.She couldn't care less where he spent the
Anathea's breath hitched. She hadn't done anything to deserve such condescension. She was already agitated from what happened earlier that night. It didn't help that Gregory was pinching her chin so hard that it hurt. As if that wasn't bad enough, he had to degrade her with his words, too.Resentment and rage welled up in Anathea. Without another thought, she sank her teeth into the skin between Gregory's thumb and index finger.Gregory hissed sharply as pain and outrage flickered across his face. "Are you rabid all of a sudden, Anathea? Let go!"Anathea ignored his command and bit him even harder as if in revenge. What did he take her for? Even if he hated her, he had no right to degrade her. Tears stung her eyes as bitterness overwhelmed her."Anathea!" Gregory seethed through gritted teeth, clenching her wrist. "If you don't let go the next second, I'll—"He was cut off when a teardrop fell on the back of his hand. He froze, staring at the droplet nestled between his knuckles
After dinner, Chloe put on the TV for Fiona, while Anathea and Hannah cleaned up the kitchen together."You know, when you first called me to say you were pregnant, I was honestly shocked," Anathea said, thinking back to those days.Back then, Hannah had fainted while walking the red carpet at an event in winter, and she'd been rushed to the hospital. Her PR team had later said it was because of the cold weather and reminded everyone to dress warmly.In reality, though, it hadn't been just the cold. Hannah had been experiencing a threatened miscarriage. Her long, loose gown had hidden all signs of bleeding, so no one had noticed.But after that scare, Hannah couldn't hide it anymore. She'd called Anathea and asked for help.When Anathea found out, Hannah had already been six months along. She'd been so slim that one couldn't even tell. If it hadn't been for the medical report stating she was 26 weeks pregnant, Anathea would've thought it was some kind of prank.Later, Hannah had
Hannah was furious. They'd clearly had an agreement, yet Dominic had still gone ahead and told Gregory where Fiona was hospitalized.He was such a hypocrite!She was cursing him in her head and said it aloud, "You're such a liar!""A liar?" Dominic chuckled, switching the phone to his left hand while steering with his right. "That's pretty rich coming from you, don't you think?"Hannah frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?""Why didn't you take the pills I gave you?" Dominic's voice turned cold.Hannah froze for a second, her eyes flickering.It was true. She hadn't taken the pills Dominic had given her. Even though she knew it was already difficult for her to get pregnant, she was still scared something might go wrong if medication was involved. She didn't want to take the risk."What is it, Hannah? You never really intended to have a child with me, did you?" Dominic asked sharply.Hannah hadn't expected him to call her out so directly. And he hadn't stopped there—he'd ma
Before the nurse could even finish, Gregory was already striding over to the payment counter, pressing the button for the elevator going up.At the same time, Anathea walked to the elevators and pressed the one going down.The elevator doors slid open, and Anathea's nervous face was reflected in the metal doors.Just then, she heard Gregory's voice. Her fingers clenched tight on instinct."Excuse me." His cold voice came from the elevator on the left.Gregory stepped inside without a glance at her. Anathea let out a shaky breath of relief and quickly got into the elevator on the right, heading straight for the hospital's back exit.They were on the same floor, using different elevators, passing by each other without even knowing it.Anathea didn't dare stop for a second. She rushed straight to the back door. The moment she stepped outside, she spotted Hannah's car."Thea, hurry!"Anathea bolted toward the car and jumped in. Hannah slammed on the gas and sped away from the hosp
Anathea was visibly much better after throwing up the mouthful of bile that had worked its way up her throat."Are you really okay, Thea?" Hannah asked worriedly, handing Anathea a glass of water to rinse her mouth.Anathea had been gradually recovering well until now, but she'd blanched after seeing Gregory's calculated maneuver on live television earlier. It was like the condition she'd suffered back in Castena had come back to haunt her.Hannah's heart nearly broke at Anathea's sorry state. She inwardly cursed Gregory a hundred times over, but right now, she was more concerned about Anathea's physical well-being. "Would you like to get a checkup at the hospital?"Anathea shook her head.Now that Gregory had revealed her identity on live television—a manipulative tactic on his part—the whole Internet knew she was his wife. If she were to leave now, she might not make it two steps out of her hiding place before someone recognized her. The last thing she wanted was to cause
This was the first time Gregory felt like Anathea's beauty took his breath away. He'd always overlooked it in the past and treated her as he would a disposable object, a woman who wouldn't affect him in any way that mattered.It wasn't until Anathea gave up on him and walked away with such steely resolve that he realized how much sway she had over his emotions. Every one of her frowns and smiles would linger in his mind for days. He couldn't describe the feeling, only that he wanted her back now.He refused to let her go just like that. If she were so intent on hiding from him, he would have to resort to using different means of finding her.She'd always wanted to be recognized and treated as Mrs. Sinclair, his lawfully wedded wife. If that were the case, he would give her what she wanted and tie her to him from now on.Gregory didn't believe for a second that Anathea would remain hidden after this.He stared at Anathea's picture as a look of desire flashed in his eyes.Then,
Anathea froze, but in the time that she blinked, Gregory had already torn his gaze off the camera and walked toward the large screen on stage.She couldn't help but stare at Gregory. For some reason, she thought she saw the emotions swirling in his eyes earlier. She dared not draw any conclusions based on the emotions. She must have read too much into it.A self-deprecating smile subtly curved her lips. She'd already decided to move on from Gregory and the past between them, yet here she was, dwelling on sentiments stirred up by the look in his eyes.She truly was a lost cause!Meanwhile, under everyone's watchful gaze, Gregory looked over to the side where Macon and Dayanna stood with their arms linked. He nodded at them, and they responded with small smiles.Before the party started, Gregory had personally asked them to give him this chance. Macon and Dayanna's relationship was still going strong after 30 years, and naturally, they hoped to help a passionate young man with his c
Even as her heart pounded wildly under her ribcage, Natalie maintained her poise and elegant demeanor, looking like a beautiful princess at the top of the castle waiting for her prince to come.When Gregory was less than a foot away, she silently gulped. She put on her most dazzling smile and extended her right hand toward him.At that moment, the world around them quieted. The lights and the audience's unwavering gaze were on them. As everyone beheld the scene on the red carpet, shock colored their faces.Someone exclaimed, "So the bigwig who'd spent millions on Ms. Whitman is Mr. Sinclair, the CEO of Sinclair Group?""No wonder! I've heard that Mr. Sinclair and Ms. Whitman are more than just platonic acquaintances! So she's the future Mrs. Sinclair! Looks like the rumors are true, then. I bet Mr. Sinclair wants to use this opportunity to announce his engagement with Ms. Whitman officially!""Indeed! Mr. Sinclair is the finest example of a rich and adoring husband in all of Caste
Hannah carefully observed Anathea's expression and found it neutral. It was as if Anathea couldn't care less about what she'd seen on television. Only then did Hannah heave a sigh of relief and let loose a torrent of abuse. "To think that no-good Gregory would bring that hussy to a huge social event so soon after your divorce!"Hannah didn't remember seeing Gregory bring Anathea to any social event. He couldn't have made his double standards any more obvious.In stark contrast to Hannah's outrage, Anathea remained expressionless. She and Gregory were divorced, and he could bring whoever he wanted to to any party. It had nothing to do with Anathea anyway, and she saw no point in dwelling on the past."Gregory?" Chloe was curious about the man Hannah was cursing. "Mommy, who's Gregory?""This guy right here," Hannah said, clenching her jaw as she pointed at the man appearing on camera. "He might look like a decent fella, but he's nothing but a despicable, no-good prick!""Oh, so t
And yet, the lights that illuminated Presgrave Manor were as bright as day.Macon and Dayanna Presgrave had weathered the odds together for decades and were celebrating their 30th anniversary. Theirs was an arranged marriage between two equally powerful families that had made the Presgraves one of the most prestigious households in Castenea.As such, the dinner party thrown in their honor saw the attendance of many important folks from Castenea. Even the press had been invited to broadcast and photograph the event. With all the major media outlets promoting the luxurious affair, the party quickly became the most anticipated event of that evening.Everything about the party stirred up unprecedented buzz. It was even being broadcast live on television.Anathea was greeted by the live broadcast of the dinner party at Presgrave Manor the moment she clicked on the remote and turned on the television. She also caught the dashing figure in a black suit that appeared on camera for only