As Ambrose and Aurora walked through the lobby, they could feel the eyes on them. Some people stared openly, while others whispered among themselves. One person even said, "You two make a perfect couple." Aurora blushed slightly, but Ambrose responded with a polite smile. "Thanks, but we aren't a couple," he clarified. The receptionist from the previous night noticed them and thought to herself, Hnnn, I can see a love story transpiring soon. Boss and this guy... I thought he was married? Ignoring the whispers and curious glances, Ambrose and Aurora continued outside, where Aurora's car was waiting for them. Getting outside, Aurora noticed the white AMG still parked in the lot. "This car is still here? The owner is still in this hotel?" she frowned, puzzled. Ambrose glanced at the car and quickly brushed it off. "Yeah, probably. It's a big hotel; a lot of guests stay here for extended periods," he said casually, not wanting to reveal that he was the owner. Aurora nodded, still a b
Jian smiled weakly, his spirits lifted by her words. "Finally, we'll get some respect. Our status will rise high. God bless the people behind this thoughtful project.” Mei nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Yes, bless the CEO for making this possible." Jian's expression grew more serious. "Mei, what about our son Ambrose? It's been over a year since we last saw him." Mei nodded reassuringly. "Ambrose is doing fine. I spoke with him some time ago. I'm sure he's okay with my friend's family.” Jian shook his head, a look of concern crossing his face. "He's the man of the house, yet the family didn't approve of that marriage. I'm sure he must be going through hardship. Why haven't they given birth yet? It’s clear his wife doesn't like him. Moreover, they're the ones he's staying with even though he's the husband. I'm sad, Mei." Mei sighed deeply, her eyes reflecting her inner turmoil. "What can we do? Every night I think of Ambrose, but we can't do anything." Jian
Meanwhile, a car pulled up at the clubbing venue. It was Ava and Dera who had arrived. The map voice announced, “You have arrived at your destination.” A security guard directed their car to the parking lot, where several vehicles were already parked. Dera guided the car to a spot and parked it. Dera smiled and said, “We’ve arrived now.” Ava nodded and asked, “Why can’t I hear any music yet?” “Of course, we need to go inside first. But I’m sure our purchasing ID will be checked before we’re allowed in,” Dera explained. “You have the ID, right?” Ava questioned. Dera nodded in response. “Let’s go,” she said, stepping out of the car. Ava followed suit. Around them, people were walking by, some with their arms around their partners. The atmosphere was vibrant, with a sense of excitement in the air. As they walked toward the entrance, another car—a sleek Audi—pulled up and parked nearby, drawing a few admiring glances. Inside the vehicle were Ambrose and Aurora, who had also
The security guard looked at Ambrose and said, "Please, you need a ticket to enter. We can’t let anyone in without one." Ambrose nodded and said, "Don’t worry about that, actually I’m with—" He didn’t finish as he saw Aurora approaching. He pointed at her and said, "I’m with her; she might have the ticket." Aurora walked over, greeted the security guard, and asked, "What’s the problem?" The security guard explained, "One can’t enter without a ticket.” Aurora nodded and opened her little purse, pulling out two tickets. She handed them to the security guard. Ambrose looked at her in surprise and said, "So, you even got the tickets before coming to see if I was interested?" Aurora bit her lip slowly and nodded shyly. Ambrose laughed lightly and said, "This lady, so what if I had said no?" Aurora chuckled and said, "Thank God you arrived.” Ambrose continued to laugh, and Aurora stared at him, thinking, Oh my God, what a beautiful laugh. He’s so charming. I wonder what could make s
Ava sat quietly, her eyes downcast. “Wait, Dera. You don’t even know Ambrose. How can you hate him that much?” Dara laughed softly, her tone tinged with a hint of frustration. “It’s not about hating him, Ava. I just want the best for you. It bothers me seeing you stressed over someone who can’t even afford a $100 ticket. You deserve someone who can offer you more, someone who can make you happy and secure. Ambrose is just dragging you down.” Ava looked up, her voice firm. “Ambrose isn’t dragging me down. My mom once told me how, when they were classmates, Ambrose’s mom treated her so well and sacrificed a lot for her. So, Ambrose deserves to be treated right, whether he’s rich or poor. My mom got certain opportunities because of what Ambrose’s mom did for her.” Dara shook her head dismissively. “Forget about those things, Ava. That’s between them, not you and him. Besides, what you’ve already done for him is more than enough. You don’t need to go out of your way to repay something f
Ambrose chuckled softly and said, "I’m not much of a dancer, I don’t dance." Aurora smiled reassuringly and said, “Don’t worry, we’ll try.” Ambrose nodded, pulling her closer and wrapping his arms around her. He looked into her eyes, and Aurora’s cheeks flushed with a delicate pink. As they moved together, Aurora felt a flutter of happiness. It was the first time she had been held like this by a man, and the closeness stirred a mix of emotions in her. Ava and Dera sat at their table, drinks in hand. While Ava continued to sip her beverage, deep in thought, Dera was fully immersed in the lively atmosphere. She moved her body rhythmically to the music, swaying and enjoying the beats, but neither of them was on the dance floor. Dera looked at Ava and asked, “Ava, won’t you dance?” Ava glanced around and replied, “Dance with who?” Dera grinned and said, “There are a lot of hot guys here. Dance with one of them, of course.” Ava shook her head, saying, “No, I’d rather sit here and dr
Dera, desperate to help, kept pulling at the man’s arm and shouting for help. She even turned to the people around them, pleading for assistance. However, most were too engrossed in their own drinks and dancing to notice the escalating situation, their attention fixed on their own enjoyment. Ava’s fear grew as she felt increasingly trapped, the crowd’s indifference making her plight even more frightening. Ava, her voice trembling with fear and frustration, shouted, “Leave me alone! My husband will deal with you!” The man laughed mockingly, his grip still firm. “Husband? Are you lying to me?” “I’m not lying,” Ava insisted, her voice edged with desperation. “He’s here, and he won’t spare you.” The young man’s smile widened as he taunted Ava. “I want to see who this husband of yours is. Come on, let’s go to the center. Everyone will see us, and then we’ll see how bold your man can be to come after me.” With that, he began dragging Ava forcefully toward the center of the club, his gr
Dera, desperate to help, kept pulling at the man’s arm and shouting for help. She even turned to the people around them, pleading for assistance. However, most were too engrossed in their own drinks and dancing to notice the escalating situation, their attention fixed on their own enjoyment.Ava’s fear grew as she felt increasingly trapped, the crowd’s indifference making her plight even more frightening.Ava, her voice trembling with fear and frustration, shouted, “Leave me alone! My husband will deal with you!”The man laughed mockingly, his grip still firm. “Husband? Are you lying to me?”“I’m not lying,” Ava insisted, her voice edged with desperation. “He’s here, and he won’t spare you.”The young man’s smile widened as he taunted Ava. “I want to see who this husband of yours is. Come on, let’s go to the center. Everyone will see us, and then we’ll see how bold your man can be to come after me.”With that, he began dragging Ava forcefully toward the center of the club, his grip un