Lahat ng Kabanata ng Obsessed With You: Kabanata 421 - Kabanata 430

"Admit that Ferguson has a mental illness! A mentally ill person can even escape the charge of intentional homicide, so what's hitting someone?"Frank was silent for two seconds before asking, "Do you think the boss would agree to that?"Edison Duncan: "Mentally ill people usually don't admit they have a problem.""Even if he is released on grounds of mental instability, do you think the boss will let us off the hook?"Edison Duncan: "..."The two men looked at each other silently for a few seconds before looking away.Edison Duncan clapped his hands. "Damn it! We're in a dead end!"Frank didn't quite agree with this approach, primarily because Ferguson Kennedy wouldn't agree to it. The founder of the illustrious Ji Yue Group and the second young master of the Han family, a mental patient?Frank shook his head repeatedly."By the way," Edison Duncan frowned, "Chen's sister's funeral..."Frank's expression also became serious. "Chen's family doesn't want my help. And Officer L

Shirley Graham and Jinyah were brought to a café near the hospital, with a cup of strong American coffee placed in front of each of them. Both were too restless to even think about drinking."About the alimony you mentioned..."Shirley Graham, unable to hold back any longer, probed cautiously.Chen You sat across from her, his hands resting on the edge of the chair, his blue eyes inscrutable. "No rush."How could Shirley Graham not be in a hurry? Doreen Pulitzer was dead, and she was most concerned about who would inherit the house at No. 1 Courtyard and the money in her account, and how it would all be distributed. It wasn't that she was heartless, not grieving for her own daughter, but only thinking about dividing the assets. After raising her for so many years, how could she not feel sorrow? But what use was crying when the person was already gone? Doreen Pulitzer couldn't come back to life! The living had to go on. Shirley Graham was only fifty, with a long life ahead, and she

Doreen Pulitzer's funeral was held at the Gan District Funeral Home, with not many attendees. Apart from some relatives and friends, there were only a few scattered colleagues.Shirley Graham didn't come, but no one asked about her absence. Everyone knew her temperament; if she had come, it would have only caused a commotion. It was better that she stayed away, leaving everyone in peace.Doreen Pulitzer once basked in glory, wearing the title of the Crown Princess of H City, almost a household name in the city. But her funeral was desolate. The reason was simple: Ferguson Kennedy had fallen, and no one cared whether the Crown Princess lived or died. They would only occasionally gossip about it over tea.Judy Green and Chen Munan stood in the mourning hall, bowing to each guest as they arrived. Sylvia Hazlitt was outside receiving guests, while Dorothy Hazlitt assisted him. The weather forecast was accurate; it had started raining in the morning. The drizzle continued, the sky gloomy

The sunlight in November was a pale yellow, carrying a hint of warmth, but it dissipated with the wind."Almost done, look! How beautiful it is! Mr. Chen, you really have guts!""The client dared to dream, and you dared to take on the challenge. When I first saw the design, I thought you all were crazy. I didn't expect you to actually pull it off.""Who would have thought that an airplane wing could be used as a roof? The lines are truly beautiful!"Chi Cheng, wrapped in a black down jacket, stood on the hillside where the vegetation had turned brown, shading his eyes with his hands, gazing at the massive building being topped out on the nearby mountain.After speaking, he didn't get a response, so he turned to the woman beside him and said with a smile, "Don't be so serious. We've completed such a complex design, and two years of hard work haven't been in vain. We might even win a design award this time."The woman gave a faint smile, not particularly caring about the award.He

As Chi Cheng had said, the project lasted for two years. After Doreen Pulitzer came out of the sanatorium, she had been rooted in this remote mountain town in Germany, making her more familiar with the place than Chen You.With the cover of the snowstorm, Chen You's side had no idea where Doreen Pulitzer had gone, and there was no way to track her down.On the road, Doreen Pulitzer steered the car with one hand and dialed a number she hadn't called in years with the other.After a dozen seconds, a slightly aged male voice came through the phone: "Xixi? Has your brother picked you up? Are you planning to leave today or tomorrow? The project over there should be finished by now, right?"The man spoke several sentences, but all he got from Doreen Pulitzer was a cold four-word reply. "Tell him to go back."The man coughed and laughed, "It's good to have someone to look out for you, so you don't get taken advantage of in H City.""Francis Pulitzer, you promised me."Doreen Pulitzer c