One Night Passion: Tycoon's Cunning Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

In the southwestern border, deep within a remote mountain forest a thousand miles away.Gabrielle McCarthy had just arrived at the natural large cave where she had lived for over ten years. The interior of the cave was spacious enough to build one or two large villas. She and her master had constructed two small houses inside, one made of wood and the other of bamboo. There was no particular architectural style; they were simply practical.The wooden house was for living, while the bamboo house was for their herbal preparations. At this moment, both houses were empty, with all items packed and taken away, leaving only some simple, dusty furniture behind.Gabrielle McCarthy had returned to collect herbs. Despite the long journey, she had traveled as fast as possible and reached her destination by nightfall.She searched the room and found only a small bag of rice in a ceramic jar and a little oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar in the cupboard. Everything else was gone. She had to go

Nelson FitzGerald's call didn't last long, and he soon came in. Just as he sat down and before he could speak, Wade Sherwood seized the opportunity to ask, "Who is Wanwan?""Are you very idle?" Nelson FitzGerald glanced at him sideways."The boss's lifelong matters are more important than anything else. I know how to prioritize."Wade Sherwood looked at him with a sly smile. He had just been so aloof and cold, but after the phone call, there were subtle changes on his face—only someone who had experienced romantic relationships could see through it. So, he was even more convinced that this Wanwan was a woman who had entered his brother's heart.Nelson FitzGerald had already learned that Gabrielle McCarthy had gone to the mountains for the past two days. After confirming her safety, his worries subsided, and he was in a good mood. Leaning forward with his hands crossed, he looked at Wade Sherwood seriously, "Since you think my lifelong matters are the most important, should we take

Seeing his resolute attitude, Rachel Bryce hurriedly advised, "Brother Si Nian, I've looked into it carefully. Miss Fei's elders hold real power within the company and have a say in investment partnerships. If she introduces us, things will be much easier..."Her words were left unfinished, but Nelson FitzGerald already understood. With an impassive expression, he replied, "The W-GET Group's pharmaceutical and biotech cooperation projects are almost entirely decided by their reclusive R&D director. Without his approval, even the chairman wouldn't sign off on it easily."Rachel Bryce: "..."She had investigated the W-GET Group; they were the global leader in medical biotechnology, with massive assets and branches in dozens of countries. Their foundation and strength far surpassed that of the Anbang Financial Group and completely outclassed the Tang Corporation. The Bryce family wanted to collaborate with them on medical beauty and plastic surgery, which was actually one of the least

When they arrived at the Cantonese restaurant, a sumptuous feast had already been laid out in the private room. After washing her hands, Gabrielle McCarthy immediately sat down and began to eat with gusto. Although her eating style was not crude—rather, it was quite graceful and casual—she ate rather quickly, focusing intently on the food before her.Nelson FitzGerald wasn't particularly hungry; he sampled a bit of each dish and then drank half a bowl of soup before setting his chopsticks down. He sat quietly by, watching her eat. Ever since his parents' accident, his grandmother had taken him under her wing, grooming him as her successor. Besides his schoolwork, he also accompanied her to various business banquets, learning social etiquette. Having met countless people, he had developed a keen eye for reading them. Often, with just one glance, he could discern their true nature and character. Even those who hid their true selves well couldn't escape his scrutiny after a few interacti

When Nelson FitzGerald arrived, Gabrielle McCarthy was already prepared. She had changed into a white shirt with a slightly higher collar, paired with mint green trousers, still dressing conservatively and modestly. Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail, without any makeup or jewelry, presenting a simple and unadorned appearance.After she got into the car and sat down, Nelson FitzGerald looked at her with concern, "Are you feeling better?""Almost, just a faint trace left."Her constitution was good, and so was her skin. Unlike other teenage girls, she never worried about acne or skin problems. Even under prolonged exposure to the sun, her skin never tanned, and she never needed sunscreen during beach trips or outdoor adventures. Her skin always glowed with a radiant whiteness.This trait made 99% of women envious and resentful.Among them was Agatha Lindsay, who had expressed her jealousy more than once, especially after returning from beach vacations, where she would compl