All Chapters of One Night Passion: Tycoon's Cunning Wife: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

"Mom, let it go. Dad is safe at Lianqiao Hospital with professional doctors taking care of him. We don't need to worry; we can just wait for him to come back safely."Baldwin Spencer didn't dare to confront Nelson FitzGerald. He was well aware that he was no match for him. If the other party sent the evidence to the police, he would be sentenced to prison for sure. He didn't think Nelson FitzGerald was bluffing, nor did he believe that the other man would spare him out of familial ties. Before Peter Sinclair left to handle matters, he hurriedly put on a smile and said, "Sinian, we'll follow your arrangements for Dad. We won't visit him. We'll call to check on him when he wakes up. I entrust Dad's health to you."Nelson FitzGerald didn't want to waste words on them. Turning to the two girls, he said, "Wanwan, Agatha Lindsay, get in the car. I’ll send you home after I settle Grandpa.""Okay."With Nelson FitzGerald's strong presence, Gloria Arabella and her son couldn't gain any adva

"Ugh..."Gabrielle McCarthy was roused from her daze by someone. Opening her eyes, she saw a certain man taking advantage of her deep sleep to steal a kiss. She reached out and punched his shoulder. "Nelson FitzGerald, are you a dog or something?""I'm a dragon."Nelson FitzGerald replied, and with one hand, he flung the obstructive blanket away. He then wrapped both arms tightly around the soft woman beneath him, closing his eyes as he aggressively took control.In matters of love, women were always at a disadvantage, and Gabrielle McCarthy was no exception. In her half-asleep state, she was easily overpowered.The temperature in the room rose steadily, like a wildfire spreading. The two bodies on the bed were pressed tightly together, their spirits already intertwined, their bodies just a step away from merging completely."Beep... Beep..."An annoying phone call interrupted them.Completely immersed in the moment, Nelson FitzGerald suddenly snapped back to reality. He leaped

Stepping out less than five steps, Nelson FitzGerald heard her cursing, but he didn't care at all. The corners of his mouth still held a smile as if basking in a gentle spring breeze, and his mood was clearly as bright and sunny as the sun outside.Wade Sherwood and Marvin Piers had arrived at the meeting room earlier and were already seated. Seeing him approach, although their faces remained expressionless, they were familiar with his temperament. From the subtle changes, they could tell that he was in a good mood today, radiating warmth like a gentle spring breeze. They exchanged a glance, silently agreeing: "Basking in success."As they began their formal meeting, Gabrielle McCarthy stood up and closed the door to the CEO's office, then took out the medical books she had brought and continued to study them."Beep beep..."Around ten o'clock, Gabrielle McCarthy's phone rang. Seeing it was Peter Sinclair, she had no choice but to answer: "Hello, Peter Sinclair, what's up?""Miss

Horace FitzGerald had nothing particularly urgent to handle, so after the tests were completed, they all returned to the Anbang Financial Group's office building together.They arrived back at the company exactly at eleven o'clock. Feng Wuan followed Marvin Piers up to the laboratory on the upper floor, while Nelson FitzGerald stayed in his office to deal with documents.In the following days, Feng Wuan was relatively free, and she was often pulled into the company by Nelson FitzGerald to keep him company. She almost monopolized his office and rest area, spending most of her time with him outside of regular working hours. Unconsciously, their relationship grew warmer and closer.That night, after watching a movie, Nelson FitzGerald sent her back to the Imperial City Manor. As he was about to leave, he asked, "Wuan, I have a conference in France next Monday. Do you have time to go with me?""I don't have time. My master called me today; he will be arriving in Y City on Monday aftern

*Thud... Thud...*Outside an old Western-style mansion that exuded a sense of history, a black car pulled up. Two men, dressed in formal attire, stepped out. One was older, and the other younger, their features sharing a striking resemblance. They walked at the same pace.The older man, with a stern expression, gave instructions as they walked: "Call them again. If there's still no answer, send someone to check on-site. I need to know the real reason for the failure.""Dad, I've already sent someone over. We should get a response soon. Let's be patient," the younger man replied.They reached the front door, which was tightly shut. The middle-aged man frowned, "Your mother must have gone out to play mahjong again. Open the door."As the door opened, the house was silent. The living room was tidy. The younger man saw his mother's bag on the cabinet and her phone on the coffee table. He called out, "Mom, we're back."No one answered."Mom," he called again, but still, there was no