The doorbell rang timidly. Outside was the person she had long waited for. "Sit down. You're later than I expected." The newcomer walked straight into the house, sat down on the sofa, and declined the tea that Selena offered, asking directly: "Director White, do you have any business with me?" "Of course." If there wasn't, she wouldn't have bothered calling this person over: "I heard your fiancé is searching high and low for another woman. How does that feel?" Her words hit the other's sore spot. No longer calmly waiting, the other woman frowned: "Director White, I don't believe my personal affairs concern you." "Why wouldn't they? Layla Gary, being robbed of your fiancé by your best friend, can you swallow that anger? Don't you want to get rid of Flora?" Deep within Layla Gary's eyes, she saw a madness, much like her own. And she trusted that someone like Layla would choose love over friendship. "Whether I can swallow it or not is my business..." "Don't act tough!" Selena inte

The adults held their breath, awaiting the children's reaction, yet to their surprise, the little ones displayed no overt response. The boy remained silent for a moment, then exhaled, his expression unchanged: "Do you have anything else to share, Mom and Dad?" Flora locked eyes with Matthew, detecting the same bewilderment in his gaze that mirrored her own. The children's reactions were entirely outside of their expectations. She furrowed her brow: "You… aren’t reacting to the news?" At this, the two children couldn't contain themselves any longer, dissolving into laughter and rolling on the floor. Regaining her composure, the girl turned to her parents: "We've known for a while." "What do you mean?" The adults had not shared the information; how could the children possibly know? The boy stood up, pattered to his room, and returned minutes later with a sheet of paper. "Take a look." In his hand was a DNA test result, stating clearly: they shared a father-child relationship. Til

Meanwhile, Flora was plagued with worry, tossing and turning well past midnight before succumbing to a troubled sleep. Unbeknownst to her, the storm was only just beginning to gather force outside. Once Flora had drifted off to sleep, in the engulfing silence of the darkness, the man lying next to her abruptly opened his eyes. He looked at her in the dim light, his fingers delicately tracing the beautiful contours of her face, before heaving a heavy sigh. He had desperately hoped for a genuine response from her, yearned for a love untainted by falsehood. However, perhaps such desires were too extravagant in this deceitful world. Leaving the bed, he picked up his phone, its screen flickering sporadically, and made his way downstairs. In stark contrast to the darkness of the upper floor, the mansion's first floor was ablaze with light. Someone had been waiting there, and upon seeing Matthew, promptly stood to greet him: "Boss, you've come down." "Have you been waiting long?" Matthew

Tears cascaded from Flora's eyes. She ran faster and faster until she reached Matthew's mansion, where she hastily closed the door behind her, sank to the floor, and let the tears flow. Matthew could scarcely believe his eyes. He had only just seen a photo of the two of them embracing, when not long after, one of the subjects of the image appeared in his office. "Matthew, I have something to discuss with you!" Patrick pulled up a chair and sat down across from Matthew's desk. Their relationship had always been good, they had sat opposite each other countless times. But this time, the atmosphere between them was entirely different, unbearably tense. So tense it almost felt solid. Matthew's dark eyes bore into the man before him. His body tensed like a predator ready to pounce on its prey. Patrick, however, remained unfazed, calmly meeting Matthew's gaze. He spoke up: "Is Flora's child yours?" "Don't refer to her so casually!" Matthew frowned. This visitor meant no good. Patr

"What's wrong with Flora? Doesn't she know that Director White is pregnant? If anything happens to the baby, selling her entire life wouldn't be enough to compensate!" "That's right, Director White's unborn child is the future heir of the S.E.I Corporation." "Are you ladies joking? Isn't it well-known throughout the entire S.E.I Corporation that Director White is pregnant? It's obvious that she knew but still deliberately... Right? Flora, are you trying to cause Director White to lose her baby?" The S.E.I employees surrounding them kept whispering amongst themselves, each comment more outrageous than the last. Flora, having reasons she couldn't articulate, was at a loss for how to defuse the situation. A thin layer of perspiration formed on her forehead. Her hand, that was just stepped on by Selena, trembled slightly, a vivid red swelling against her fair skin stood out strikingly. However, nobody seemed to pay any attention to that. Selena, who had most likely acted intentiona