Martin chased after Edward. Upon seeing Edward's frozen figure, he followed his line of sight, and looked forward. Martin was shocked. “This… Is that Ell…” Noticing that Edward was gloomy, he hurriedly changed his words. “She isn’t like Ellena. I’ll go over and take a look. That woman is definitely not your wife." Edward's face was tight, but he didn't say another word. Martin took it as a sign of agreement. Without another word, he took a step towards the couple. Martin was nervous. Even though he wasn’t familiar with Ellena, he could tell that the woman looked so much like her from behind. Yet, that couldn't be her, right? He saw the way she had gotten along with Edward the other day, so Edward naturally would've known if she was cheating on him. 'Please don't let this woman be her.' Martin pleaded at the back of his mind. He had been friends with Edward for so many years, and he could see how much the man cared for this woman. Although Ellena wasn't any b

When Ellena saw that “Nicklaus” was serious and did not seem to be lying at all, she became nervous. “You're really saying that we..." She paused, desperately trying to find the words to explain what she was feeling. She really couldn't remember what had happened after she had fallen off that balcony. The drug must've already taken effect during this time, so it was possible that if they really had done something, she wouldn't be able to know. Her mind went blank for a few seconds before she finally thought of Edward. If he found out, she'd be dead! And the fact that she was in “Nicklaus's” room in nothing more than her pajamas, the thought was about to send her into a stroke. She couldn’t stay in this room anymore! With a pale face, she lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed, but Edward pushed her back down. “You look exhausted after what had happened last night. You should get some rest. I'll ask someone to cook whatever you want to e

There was complete silence before Madeline quickly added, "I've been too busy in the past, so I wasn't able to find time to be with you back then. How about you let me make it up to you now? What do you say? Let me apologize for all that lost time." If this had happened a couple of months back, Ellena would've been very ecstatic. In fact, whatever her mother needed, she'd readily provide, as long as it meant that they'd grow closer together. However, after everything that had happened now, she knew that her mother's intentions weren't that simple. How careless of her to use being busy as an excuse! Being busy...her mother had always used that as an excuse, but whenever Naomi was involved, she'd drop everything and run out the front door. She never took any of Ellena's concerns to heart, which resulted in their estranged relationship. Besides, Madeline was a full-time housewife. She didn't even need to manage anything inside the house given the number of maids tha

Ellena sighed. Back then she hoped that Ralph would give her some. Even if it was only 1%, it would at least make her feel like she was a Smith. Now, it seemed that when she didn’t care about the shares anymore was also the time when Ralph wanted to give it to her. She suppressed a bitter laugh as she thought of all the times she had cried at their words and crumbled at their insults. How ironic! Ellena couldn’t help herself and actually laughed aloud. It was really ridiculous. Although she knew that Ralph had ulterior motives in mind, she still asked, "How many shares are you planning to give me?""As you're my daughter, you'll receive more shares than your mother." He said vaguely, patting his chest. There was silence before he continued, "Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. After all, I'm your father." Her shares were more than Madeline's? Ellena pursed her lips. Hm... Since he had already mentioned the shares, how can she make it easy

However, as soon as the lawyer started reading their contract, Ralph realized just how wrong he was.The old man stared at the way the lawyer browsed through every single word, encircling phrases that didn't make sense and underlining a few terminologies that were hard to decipher by the untrained eye. This man wasn't careless or dense; in fact, he was extremely professional and cautious.The lawyer was none other than Grayson Foster. Although he looked young, he was very prudent when it came to contracts, and loopholes were his forte. He could spot anything from a mile away.The corners of his lips tilted up at the sight of Ralph's surprised gaze. He was sure that the old man had been underestimating his skills the moment he had walked into the restaurant, but he didn't say a word."On Section 26 of the Shareholders' Contract..." Grayson immediately went into it, pointing out all the loopholes that he had caught. There were even superstitious phrases tha