All Chapters of One Night Passion: Tycoon's Cunning Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

After ventilating the room for at least ten minutes, Xiao Liu confirmed that there was no odor left. Only then did Gloria Arabella get up and go in, calling the nanny to help change Melissa Arabella into a new set of hospital clothes.Once they were done, Xiao Liu, under pressure, came out to invite her: "Miss Feng, it's ready now."Gabrielle McCarthy responded with an "Mm," exited the game interface, and picked up her exquisite little medicine box before entering the room. She cast a casual glance at Melissa Arabella, who was lying unconscious on the bed. Her face, without makeup, was pale with a tinge of green, and she had heavy dark circles. Her cheeks were thinner than the last time they met, indicating that she had been through a lot recently. However, Gabrielle McCarthy felt no regret about using such a method to punish her.Gabrielle McCarthy sat down by the bed and pressed her fingers against Melissa Arabella's pulse, saying to Xiao Liu, "Bring me the residue from the stomac

Chus Nian rarely smiled when he was out and about, but this smile of his instantly added a splash of color to the humble congee shop. His handsome features, with their striking angles, were already a sight to behold. Unlike other men his age who exuded sunshine and openness, Chus Nian possessed an unparalleled sharpness and composure. When he smiled, his brows relaxed, and the smile spread across his face with a reckless abandon that was irresistibly alluring.In that moment, Gabrielle McCarthy felt her heart skip several beats, just like the fluttering described in books—her heart was aflutter, leaving her restless.After a few seconds, she finally regained her composure, pouting and glaring at him, "You devil!"Chus Nian's smile faded. "Gabrielle McCarthy, are you insulting me?""Who told you to smile so lewdly!"Gabrielle McCarthy had seen countless handsome men, and Chus Nian wasn't the most attractive, but he was the only one whose smile could tug at her heartstrings. As a pr

"Hey, beauty, why are you here all alone?" Another voice sounded above her.Gabrielle McCarthy finally turned around, looking at the two of them with a gaze that could only be described as one reserved for idiots. "You've been following me from my doorstep all the way here just to say these pointless words?"The color drained from both men's faces, but the one standing beside her quickly regained his composure. "Beauty, what are you talking about?""Since you like to pretend, then keep on pretending."Gabrielle McCarthy straightened her neck and crunched through the peach in a few bites, tossing the pit down into the ravine below.The two men exchanged glances. They hadn't expected her to notice them so early; it seemed she had led them here deliberately. But what could a delicate girl like her do to them?*Whoosh!*Gabrielle McCarthy suddenly jumped up, turning around with her arms crossed, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Tell me, what did Baldwin Spencer send you to follow

On the other end of the phone, Justin hung up, his smile vanishing, reverting to a cold and ruthless demeanor. His narrow eyes were filled with gloom and sorrow. Without glancing at Baldwin Spencer, who lay on the ground like a dead pig, he walked in heavy steps towards the stone tablet standing on the hillside, then heavily knelt down."Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, with the help of my friends, I've taken a small step forward. Watch over me from above; I will avenge you and make them all pay."After kowtowing, his phone rang, and he stood up to answer it: "Mrs. Chu, is it done?""It's done. The envelope has been placed where you instructed." Gloria Arabella's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot."Mrs. Chu, you’ve done well. Rest assured, I will send Baldwin Spencer back to Y City safely."Justin looked expressionlessly at the horizon, adding a threat: "Mrs. Chu, it would be best if you keep today's events to yourself. If we can catch your son once, we can do it again."Gloria Arabe

Nelson FitzGerald had already witnessed her sharp tongue more than once, and he was well aware that his own verbal skills were no match for hers. Deciding not to engage in another fruitless argument, he picked up his glass and downed the remaining wine in one go. With him choosing silence, the topic Gabrielle McCarthy did not wish to discuss finally passed, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.Wade Sherwood and the others, who were already intrigued by Gabrielle McCarthy, gained a different understanding of her after listening to their conversation. This woman was indeed beautiful, but she was far from being just a pretty face. The way she and Nelson FitzGerald met must have been quite a scene—perhaps on a stormy night, where they had an unforgettable encounter that left a lasting impression on both of them.Wade Sherwood, known for his social skills and talkativeness, noticing the lull in conversation, took the initiative to propose a toast: "Miss Feng, come, let's have a drink