"Cihh, she really came." Dylan muttered as he continued to watch the woman who had just arrived at the company. His gaze was full of hatred as well as envy. "Just watch. I'll make sure Demian divorces you sooner or later. I won't let you be the third person in our feud. Demian is mine, and he must be destroyed at my hands."Rosalind walked casually to the elevator accompanied by a bodyguard. Actually, she was very aware that there was a pair of eyes watching from a distance. However, Rosalind chose to ignore them. She knew very well who the person was and what caused them to stare at her in such a way."Miss, you may go straight inside. Mr.Niel left this message while we were on our way here," said the bodyguard, inviting the mistress to enter immediately."Very well. Thank you," Rosalind said with a friendly smile.Just as the bodyguard was about to turn the door knob, Niel had alr
Demian's intimacy with Rosalind had become more frequent since they decided to work together. This has drawn a lot of attention from several parties. Some were supportive, envious, and some were quietly scornful. According to them, Rosalind is very inappropriate to be the wife of a ruler whose business has spread everywhere. Their caste did not match even though Rosalind herself came from a well-respected family. "Hai,"Rosalind turned her head. Her eyebrows knitted together to find Dylan looking at her with a sweet smile. (What's wrong with this kid? He's smiling at me for once. What's wrong with him?) "Hmmm, how arrogant. Is it that hard to return my greeting?" asked Dylan. "Not arrogant, just confused," Rosalind replied matter-of-factly. "Confused?" Dylan walked closer to Rosalind. He then looked at her intently. "Confused why? Has Demian done something to make you feel uncomfortable?""What are you. You and I were having a conversation, why are you targeting my husband?"Dyla
"Sir, Mr.Bently insisted on seeing you. It seems he already knows that those people have taken our side," Niel reported to his boss."Leave it alone." Demian was indifferent. "There's no more deal between me and Rosalind. We're just one step away from the success of the store. I don't want things to get messy just because of one insignificant person.""He's making a mess.""As long as it doesn't harm us, pretend not to know anything.""Is it necessary for the bodyguards to drag him out of this building?" Niel looked at his boss intently. "I'm worried that the uproar will make the others feel uncomfortable. Not to mention the spying journalists. They'll surely fry this into a very hot gossip in the media. Please think again."Niel's words made Demian's focus split. Immediately, he shot a glare and put his pen down on the table. "Then just kill her when you get the chance. Su
Katty looked around when she found no one in the house. Strange. Where had the people gone? Why did this house feel as quiet as a cemetery? "Where have you been?" Morgan came over to Katty who had just gotten home. "Lost or something, hm?""Honey, please. I'm tired. Don't start a fight," Katty said with a long sigh. "Who started the fight? I just asked a question. What's so hard about answering?"Morgan sighed softly. She actually knew the reason why Katty had been out all day. This woman was lonely, something she could no longer give. "I was bored. So I went with my friends on an excursion." Katty reluctantly explained. Despite being fed up with this marital relationship, she could not deny that Morgan had the right to know her activities. "By the way, dear. Where's Rosalind? It's unusual that she didn't welcome me home. Is she asleep?""Rosalind is out with Dylan. She said they wanted some quality time together.""W-what? Quality time? Them?""Hey, what's with your reaction? It's
"Your brother is so straightforward. He doesn't look scared at all when he shows concern and smiles in front of me. It's ridiculous," Rosalind said as she observed Demian straightening his clothes in the mirror. "If Dylan had known we'd guessed this from the start, he'd have been so embarrassed.""Play however you want. If necessary, share a bed together." A faint smirk appeared on Demian's lips after saying that. Although there was a beautiful woman beside him, he had no interest in turning his head. Let alone turn his head, he was reluctant to even glance at the reflection in the mirror. "Sharing a bed together?"Demian did not reply. He chose to put his tie on his shirt collar. "Sorry, dear. But your wife is not thirsty for male caresses. Even if I have to share a bed, I'll only do it with you. Other than you, I wouldn't even want to kill you.""Fantasizing is of course fine. But if it's too high, I'm afraid you'll die when you fall. So my advice is better not to imagine somethin
BraaakkkDylan closed his eyes as the door to his room was opened very roughly. "What now?""Do you still dare to ask mom that?" raged Katty as she glared at Dylan who was sitting on the edge of the bed. She then scrunched her waist. "Why are you having quality time with a woman who is the wife of our enemy, huh? Are you out of your mind? Wake up, Dylan. You shouldn't behave like that because Rosalind is not on our side. She's just a pawn we're using to destroy Demian from within. Wake up!""What's wrong with spending time with your own sister-in-law? After all, it's a normal thing. So there's no need to make a big deal out of it," Dylan said casually in response to his mother's tantrum. After dinner with Rosalind, he had deliberately avoided this meeting. Lazy. But his mother didn't seem to run out of tricks to find a way to meet him. And tonight they finally met. "Of course it's very wrong, Dylan. Oh my!"Katty was frustrated. Both her hands went to holding the sides of her head as
Demian immediately looked away when he met Rosalind's gaze as soon as he entered the room. What a pain in the ass. He was getting more and more tired because of this woman. "Should I be nice when I welcome you home?" asked Rosalind with a faint smile. "For example, something like ... honey, you must be tired after a long day at work. Shall I prepare some warm water for you to soak in?""Cihhhh, disgusting!""Yes, that's you.""Are you sure it's me?""Hmmm, Demian-Demian. Why are you so hard to joke with? At least give me a chance to enjoy my role as a wife. Is that our agreement?"Rosalind walked over. Without asking for permission, her hand moved slowly to undo the knot of the tie attached to Demian's collar. As a woman on the verge of becoming a wife, Rosalind was obviously expecting a sweet drama between them. However, she had to put up with Demian's coldness and indifference. She wanted to complain, but she realized her position. Because if she protested too much and demanded too
"Send that man's fingers to this house. I want the master to know that his plan has failed," Rosalind said with a faint grin. ["Yes, Miss."]Click. Rosalind turned off the call. After that she glanced to the side, deliberately letting the person who was hiding there hear what she was talking about. "Don't be too meddlesome with other people's problems. I'm afraid it'll make you die early." Rosalind sighed. "Come out. I know you've been hiding there since before."And sure enough. As soon as Rosalind finished speaking, a maid appeared with a terrified expression. Squeezing her fingers, the maid walked over and immediately fell to the floor. Her face was pale. "M-Miss, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to be impolite by eavesdropping on your conversation. I was just ... just .... ""Did Mother tell you to spy on me?" asked Rosalind. She casually looked at the frightened servant. "Umm that... that's .... ""Believe it or not. Honesty can extend your life. So please choose to remain silent or