“The Pearce family is very strange. No one liked Owen since he was a child. Everyone regarded his younger brother as the heir since his birth.“Maybe it was due to everyone's biases, but Owen never liked his younger brother either. Moreover, Owen’s father has been ill recently, and they have been ar

Madam Guller said, "Not yet. He had to deal with something in the company, but he should be here soon."Once Neve knew that Cole was not present, she breathed a sigh of relief before looking towards Helma."Auntie, is that Miss King? Have you sent her an invitation too?" Neve frowned as if confused.

Helma tried to suppress the nausea in her stomach. She saw Cole take a step back, so she taunted him. "Mr. Guller, you'd better stay away from me. I'm allergic to scumbags."Helma's face turned pale as the nausea hit her again.Cole glared at Helma. He thought, ‘What do you mean allergic to scumbags

After Helma finished recording the tutorial, she decided to do a makeup removal tutorial as well.These were actual mandatory skills for her as a mortician.A normal burial would only require regular makeup. However, under some special circumstances, restoration techniques were needed when the body

Helma was just casually patting Little Puppy on the shoulder. However, she decided to provoke Cole again when she saw him. She wrapped her arms around the young escort's waist without hesitation."What else could we be doing here?"Cole stared at that lingering arm. His voice was like sharp icicles.