“Madam Abecca Blaicher, can you please explain clearly?” Even if she agreed to marry Leona, what did it have to do with her? And why would she fund their wedding, let alone compare it to Ryo's wedding?“Are you sure you want to hear the truth?” Abecca Blaicher finally got to the point.No kidding. Why would she ask if she didn’t want to know?After finishing the pot of tea, Abecca Blaicher’s story also came to an end.Mio had already fallen asleep in her mother's lap."Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve talked so much. It’s getting late, and my driver must be waiting outside. Leona should be back soon, so I’ll head back to the hotel. If you need anything, just call me. Don’t hesitate.”With that, she picked up her bag and left happily.*****The night in Paris began to drizzle again.Lucia Coes stood with an umbrella at her doorstep, looking out at the empty street. The late-night rain was cold, and there was no one in sight.Why wasn’t he back yet?The sound of an engine approached, a
“Though I know I might not be as gentle and considerate as my older brother, I will try to change!” Even though he really didn’t want to mention his older brother at this moment, as it was a thorn in both their hearts, he couldn’t avoid it.In the past, hearing this would have surely made Lucia Coes angry and upset, but now, it didn’t hurt as much as before.She smirked, “Who’s your older brother?”Leona paused, then understood and pinched her cheek, “Are you teasing me?”As for what Madam Abecca Blaicher had said to her last night, they both tacitly chose not to mention it.But they couldn't avoid it forever; they would have to discuss it eventually.“You want to scold me.”“Scold you for what?”“For leaving my daughter with a stranger while you went off to get drunk.”“She’s not a stranger; she’s…” He let go of her and turned his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.“If you dare leave my daughter with her, then what are you afraid of?”“Who said I was afraid?” He reluctantly faced her.
“Big news? What’s happening?” Monica asked, looking up with curiosity.“Susan is being transferred back to France.”“What? So suddenly?” Monica was surprised. There hadn’t been any hint of this before.“I heard the one taking over is a handsome French guy.”Monica chuckled, “Well, you better prepare yourself. If the handsome guy isn’t married yet, you should make a move quickly.”“How can I say anything before I even see him? What if he has a girlfriend?”“That’s no problem, you just have to win him over!” another colleague teased.“With her flat figure, winning him over would be a miracle.”“Hey, Annie, don’t underestimate others. By the way, have you reached a C-cup yet?”The editorial department was lively from early in the morning.“Enough chit-chat, let’s gather for a meeting,” the editor-in-chief sternly called from his office.Today’s meeting was about next month’s plan, deciding who would be the main feature for their popular “Focus on Personalities” segment, which was always
Monica couldn't help but feel a bit angry, wondering if she was being intentionally bullied for being new. Furthermore, her role as a manuscript editor did not include scheduling interviews. However, her superior had given her a task, and she had no choice but to comply.Annie, sitting nearby, turned around with a sympathetic look. "It's just natural for women to be envious. Who told you to be so beautiful? And younger than her too? More importantly, who told you to be unlucky enough to end up as her subordinate, making her see you every day and get jealous?""I'm sure that's not it. She's much prettier than I am," Monica responded, thinking about how Paula Joukanen was a stunning, confident woman. She had met many women like Paula before—first it was Joy, and then Lucia Coes—each more captivating and commanding than Paula Joukanen. But she kept these thoughts to herself."You and she aren't the same type, so you can't compare yourselves. Her beauty is dazzling, while yours is gentle
“Yes, I’m not used to seeing you in a blazer.”“People wear blazers to work, what else would I wear?” She smiled, “And this isn’t a blazer, it’s just a coat.”She laughed and slipped out of his grasp, first untying his hands and then taking off her wool coat, revealing a long dress with small flowers printed on it. The dress was elegant and graceful, perfectly suited for her.“Wearing a dress that costs tens of thousands to earn a couple thousand, doesn’t that seem strange to your colleagues?” Though he never paid much attention to the prices of the clothes his fashion company provided each season, he knew the clothes were far from affordable for an average salaried employee.Although he no longer insisted she quit her job, he hadn’t given up the idea of her resigning. If he couldn’t say it outright, he would find a roundabout way.“No one is that idle to check the price tags on others’ clothes. If anyone asks, I’ll just say a friend in Paris bought it for me on sale.”As she spoke, s
“This morning, while taking our daughter to school, I saw my in-laws waiting at the school gate. They missed their beloved granddaughter so much that they came early and said they would take her home in the afternoon and invited us to have dinner at their place.Since it wasn’t time for dinner yet, enjoying some couple time was a good idea.“What do you want to do?” she asked curiously.“Do you know how to play golf?”“No.”“I’ll teach you.”“I’m not very good. Don’t laugh at me.”“I promise I won’t laugh.”And so, they spent more than half the afternoon in his office. He patiently taught her indoor golf. Unfortunately, this sport proved quite challenging for her. Despite his guidance, she only managed to get the ball into the hole once out of ten tries, but even that was enough for her to cheer and hug him in excitement.“Did you have fun?” he asked, looking down at her flushed face, beaming with joy.She had no ambition, clearly not the type to compete in the outside world, so why d
But the arrow was already notched, and it had to be released!"What's the matter?" Caesar waited for a long time without hearing anything from the other end, so he checked his phone to see if the call had been disconnected. Seeing it was still connected, he spoke up first."Brother, it’s nothing much," Julie’s tone wasn’t overly enthusiastic but it wasn’t cold either, so it was relatively normal."Alright." If there wasn’t anything urgent, then why did she take Ryo’s phone?Caesar and his nominal sister-in-law, Julie, didn’t often speak, and she was clearly afraid of him. He knew this, but apart from rarely talking to her, he hadn’t done anything too harsh. What was there to fear about him?If he were to ask Mrs. Lesli this question, she would probably jump up and say, "Please, your stern face and silence are scary enough without saying anything!"They exchanged a few more words before falling into an awkward silence. Julie didn’t dare speak, and Caesar didn’t know what to say.The si
After finishing his phone call and returning, Ryo almost bumped into his son, who just managed to say, "Goodnight, Dad!" before dashing off."What’s up with him?" Ryo asked in confusion as he got back into bed."I don’t know. Every time Tomiris is mentioned, he reacts like that. It’s ridiculous!" Eleanor said with a hint of complaint. "Tomiris only tricked him once, why hold such a long grudge? I tricked him plenty when he was younger.""Jony probably feels differently about Tomiris than he does about others," Ryo said as he climbed into bed, wrapping his arms around his wife, kissing her repeatedly."Yeah, I know he likes Tomiris. When we were in Melbourne, he used to visit the Rrahamni house every day.""Little boys liking pretty girls is quite normal.""But if he likes her, why ignore her? Shouldn’t he be treating her better?""They’re still very young. Don’t worry about it too much; they’ll sort it out when they’re older. What were you two talking about for so long?" Ryo decided t