Jennifer recalled the way Maxwell humiliated her during the banquet and gritted her teeth. "I don't deserve his grace."Martha didn't know what had happened exactly, so she kindly said, "Mrs. Lance, men prefer submissive women. I'm sure Mr. Lance will like you more if you would soften up."Jennifer smiled bitterly. "Mrs. Zayne, you've been with us for the past two years. I'm sure you're aware of how submissive and pathetic I am around him.""Well..." Martha sighed. "I know how hard things were for you. But Mr. Lance didn't notice it back then. But it seems things have been different recently. If you soften your stance at the right time, I'm sure things will get better."Jennifer shook her head helplessly. "It won't work. There's a huge wall between him and me. You wouldn't understand."Of course, Rachel was the "wall" Jennifer was referring to. She was the one Maxwell wanted to marry.Martha knew she was just a maid and shouldn't butt into their affair too much. So, she sighed an

But Maxwell stubbornly didn't want to tell Jennifer that he and Rachel only had done it that one time! After all, Jennifer was openly cheating. She even bought contraceptives to cover up her crime! Since she had cheated first, who was she to demand an explanation from him?Maxwell's expression turned dark. "Stay away from Jordan in the future. You know I can't tolerate him. I don't want to hurt you, so don't force me."Jennifer was scared of the dark look Maxwell was sending her. She wanted to tell him that maybe Jordan wasn't as bad as he thought and that Maxwell should give Jordan a chance. Maybe the two brothers could even reconcile. But Jennifer didn't dare say anything under Maxwell's murderous gaze.Jennifer got out of bed, ready to return to Lance Manor. Maxwell's mood was unpredictable. He would occasionally take advantage of her, and she didn't dare to be alone with him."Where are you going?" Maxwell grabbed her and asked in a deep voice.Jennifer gathered her courag

Jennifer was the first person to say such words to Jordan. Even his mother, Lorraine, often said that he was not as good as Maxwell, claiming that Maxwell was in the way of his success. No one was willing to believe in him. All except Jennifer.Jordan had a sleepless night. He wondered what happened to Jennifer after she was taken back by Maxwell. Meanwhile, Maxwell slept soundly.The faint morning sunlight seeped through the window and illuminated the bedroom's bed, painting the room to be extra cozy. Jennifer wasn't used to waking up in Maxwell's arms and stuttered out, "Morning.""Morning." Maxwell looked down at the sleepy Jennifer with half-lidded eyes. "Did you sleep well?"Jennifer thought for a moment. She didn't have any strange dreams last night and slept soundly, feeling refreshed after she woke up. She blushed. "Yes, I did. How about you?""I did too." Maxwell smiled. "It's a sunny morning."Jennifer giggled. "The rain has finally stopped."Looking at the risin

Quincy pleaded, "Come with me. Many people are going too. Let's go take a look. Actually, I want to treat you to dinner tonight as a thank you. It's still early, we can watch the game before eating.""You don't have to do that." Jennifer smiled. "It's no big deal."Quincy sighed. "But you saved me a lot of trouble. If it weren't for you, I might not have been able to finish the experiment or write my thesis. I'll feel guilty if I don't repay you in some way."After all, she had caused so much trouble for Jennifer before, yet Jennifer still helped her without holding a grudge.Jennifer couldn't refuse her, so she reluctantly agreed. She sent a text to Maxwell, telling him that she was going to have dinner with her classmates tonight and not to come pick her up.That was how the two of them ended up at the basketball court.Many students had already gathered there, mostly girls. Many of the girls even wore very short skirts and backless tops, spontaneously becoming cheerleaders to

Maxwell's gaze emanated a chilling coldness, but there was a faint smile on his face. This was his most common expression when he was angry.He parted his thin lips and said, "I heard about a bet earlier. What was it again?"Finley didn't notice the coldness in Maxwell's eyes. Smiling, he explained, "If our team wins, Jennifer will be my girlfriend."Maxwell's smile deepened. He nodded. "How about this? I'll join the other team. If you win, I'll convince my sister to try dating you."Finley was stunned. He asked in disbelief, "You?"Although Maxwell looked young, his demeanor and age were clearly not on the same level as theirs.To put it bluntly, he was considered old. Could he handle a match against Finley?Finley felt conflicted. If Maxwell lost, would Jennifer think he was deliberately bullying her brother?But Maxwell had already rolled up his shirt sleeves, saying, "Let's get started."Finley seemed to be confident about winning. He said to Maxwell, "Sir, are you serious