"Well well well." The video stopped playing and someone stepped out of the crowd and clapped. The Young Man was tall. He looked to be just about Ethan's age. His lips quirked into a mischievous smile, and he whistled loudly. "What a great show you have pulled off," he said. "I didn't know this party would be so interesting. Thank heavens, I didn't miss the flight."The crowd's murmur quieted down as the new man stepped in front of Cole. "But believe me, Young Man. I was a bit disappointed. Even a bad scriptwriter would come up with something better. Did you think everyone in this hall is a fool?""What do you know, Mister? This isn't anyone's problem." Cole retorted. "This is between me and Mrs. Anderson.""Then wait until you are alone with Mrs. Anderson and her family before you take this kind of action. This is a cliched approach, Young Man. And every sensible person in this hall knows what you're aiming at.""Ethan. Do you know him?" Eve whispered to Ethan.But the slight frown

Eve sprang to her feet, her chest hammering and her nerves tingling."G–Great news. What great news! Am I pregnant?" She clapped her hands and asked. "Please sit down, Mrs. Anderson." The OB-GYN sat on her chair and gestured for her to sit, smiling softly. "The good news is, you are a hundred percent healthy, Mrs. Anderson. There's nothing wrong with your system, and the chance of getting pregnant is also a hundred percent."Eve's hope had reached the sky, but now it plummeted down to the bottom of the deepest pit. "Ow." She lowered herself to the chair and fiddled with her fingers. "If I'm a hundred percent healthy, why aren't I pregnant yet?" She looked up and asked. "Please tell me, Doc. Is there something I'm doing wrong?" "You aren't doing anything wrong, Mrs. Anderson." The doctor chortled. "But I'll offer you some advice and prescribe some medication for you. They can help you accelerate the process." She picked up a pen and scribbled some notes on a piece of paper. "Do you

Gasps spread across the area and the employees left their cubicles. Jessie's expression fell and her lips parted. While Ethan looked at Eve as if she had grown two heads. "Mrs. Anderson." Jessie glanced at Ethan before staring Eve down. And she sounded confident when she said, "Mr. Anderson is my witness. Nothing is going on between us. We have made this clear the previous time, Mrs. Anderson, and you promised not to bother me anymore.""What is your problem, Evelyn?" Ethan flashed her a look of annoyance. "Mrs. Anderson." Jessie lifted her chin. "I beg you to please be lenient on me. I know you're not comfortable with me working with your husband, but I must let you know that I have been working with Mr. Anderson for many years. And in those years, I've been nothing but diligent and professional."The employees gathered around and murmured, but Ethan's glare at them made them run back into their cubicles. "You're thinking too far, Jessie." Eve smiled and dropped her hands. Steppin

"Mrs. Anderson, you have to turn on the engine first before you start driving.""Mrs. Anderson, that's not how you hold the steering wheel.""Mrs. Anderson, you're not pressing on the accelerator.""The car is not moving, Mrs. Anderson.""No, Mrs. Anderson, your left not right.""Please focus on the road ahead, Mrs. Anderson."'Urgh.' Eve hit her forehead on the steering wheel and it beeped loudly. Her heart wanted to fly out of her chest and even her hands were shaking. "Mrs. Anderson, can you please come out of the car?" Her instructor said. Eve had been waiting to hear that all day. She jumped out of the car and took in a long drag of the fresh air. Very refreshing. "Mrs. Anderson." The instructor dragged her attention. "It has been more than one week and you cannot even hold the steering wheel properly yet. If the idea of driving doesn't settle well with you, why don't I inform Mr. Anderson to find you a solution.""Are you looking down on me, Jonah?" Eve took her handbag from

"It was you?" Eve sat at a table in a high-end coffee shop. The soft music in the background blended with the murmurs from the other tables. And the smell of brewing coffee hung in the atmosphere. "Yeah." The man sitting across her laughed softly. Eve fiddled with the straps of her handbag, unable to take her eyes off him. Why hadn't she recognized his voice during the phone call? "How did you know my phone number, Mr. Hudson?" "Is that the most important thing to ask? I thought you were here because of the information I have for you."Of course, Eve was more than curious to know who dared send the taxi man to hit her. "Mr. Hudson, you took the liberty to investigate this matter. I am sure we don't know each other, is there something you want from me?"Wade dropped a briefcase on the table and opened it before bringing out some photos. "You can put it as that." He pushed the photos to her. "After all, you promised me a cup of coffee, Eve. But it has been one week, and you didn'