Adaline groped around, trying to find where her phone was. Usually, she placed her phone not far from her bed, but why couldn't she reach it?   She got up, rubbing her eyes. 'Where am I?' That was the first question that crossed her mind. Her eyes widened as her memory returned. Wasn't she supposed to be on the way to Kansas? The last thing she remembered was being in Altezza's car.   'Did I fall asleep during the journey?' Oh no, she embarrassed herself again. Quickly scanning the room and sharpening her hearing, she searched for her phone. She didn't want her phone's alarm to wake up the entire household.   'There it is!' She silently exclaimed as she saw her handbag lying on a square chair not far from her bed. Even her clothes bag was beside it. Adaline grabbed her bag, took out her phone, and turned off the alarm. After that, she threw herself onto the soft square chair.   The only light she had

"Oh, my God..." The praise came along with a hug around her shoulders. Adaline could only stand still as she was pulled by a middle-aged woman who looked beautiful in front of her. "Darling, look who Altezza brought." She said emotionally. Her chubby hands framed Adaline's face, and then both of her cheeks were kissed so quickly. "You disobedient child. So, you intentionally let me scold you back then, even though you already planned to bring her here?" The woman directed a series of punches at Altezza. Instead of dodging by running away, he held both sides of Adaline's body and took cover behind her, using Adaline as a living shield. "I told you that I would find anyone on the way and bring them to you, and this is the person." He said while advancing Adaline towards his mother. "You disrespectful brat! So rude!" The woman in front of him yelled again while trying to hit Altezza. "How could you pick up such a beautiful

Adaline's POV   The journey from Antony's house to Claire's took only five minutes. The procession of three cars landed in the parking lot of a rather luxurious house, though not as large as Antony's.   Yes, Claire is indeed from an affluent family. Her father owns a well-known cement factory.   Antony's proposal event went smoothly; I was even moved witnessing the process when Antony asked Claire to be his future wife, right in front of her mother. As a mere spectator, I couldn't help but be touched, especially seeing Claire.   As the evening approached, after family discussions and a meal, we finally headed home. Letizia insisted that I ride with her since the parents were taking another car with a separate driver. Antony would stay at Claire's house and return home later in the night. I had no idea where Altezza went, as Letizia's car had left Claire's house earlier.   I waite

"Nothing special, we've been working in the same office for three years. You can guess for yourselves how we met," Altezza casually answered. He chose to put the food from Adaline's plate into his mouth."Ah, an office romance, it seems. Then, who first said they liked the other?" The questioning continued."According to you?" Altezza responded with another question."I know, you were the first one to confess your liking. Your hobby is showering poetic and cheesy lines to all the women," Claire replied flatly. Letizia and Gian nodded in agreement."Who says?" Altezza wouldn't give in."So, it's Adaline?" Gian looked at Adaline, who returned his gaze with surprise."M-me? What about me?" The girl asked in panic."Are you daydreaming, Madam?" Altezza whispered in her ear, making Adaline feel ticklish, even throughout her body. Her stomach seemed to be tickled by something she couldn't identify."That's impossible. Adaline is shy. Even if she becomes a grandma, she might not express her

They arrived at one of the malls in the city center. A mall with a special design and, of course, filled with outlets of international retail products. Naturally, the prices of items inside were fantastic. For someone like Adaline, the price tags on each item were not within her range. She didn't even dare to enter the outlets of branded goods that had entered the global market, as it was clear that the price of a single item could reach three to four times Adaline's salary.But, of course, it was different for her future mother-in-law. For that woman, amounts in the tens, hundreds, and billions were like small change to Adaline. Not of great value, but very much needed when buying bottled water or paying for public facilities. Adaline's hands were already filled with paper bags bearing the logos of renowned boutiques. Under the insistence of her future in-law, she reluctantly accepted new clothes and even sexy sleepwear that was intentionally chosen for her.Her future mother-in-law