Gilbert knew exactly what he wanted to do when preparing for this pageant."Azalea, today is my birthday. I hope you can see me," Dylan shouted loudly toward Azalea's workplace.Many people in the building craned their heads to look down and see what was happening. "Wow! So romantic!""So many flowers. So many balloons!""Someone is declaring their love for you, Manager Cadenn." Instantly, many people in the company began to discuss it excitedly.Wearing a business suit, Azalea sat on the chair and frowned slightly after hearing the noise. She didn't know what to do with her heart. Azalea's beauty was incomparable in Texas City, attracting many pursuers.Everyone automatically ignored Gilbert because he was a cripple and a fool. Even if someone chased his fiancée in front of him, he couldn't do anything. Gilbert never made Azalea feel safe."Manager Cadenn, I think he should come down and take a look." "Yes, Manager Cadenn. Look how sincere he is."Envy and contempt were evident in
Gilbert maneuvered the wheelchair slowly, using the palms of his hands to guide it forward. "Azalea?" Azalea's eyes snapped open in surprise as she saw Gilbert approaching. Dylan's expression deepened as he pondered Gilbert's decision.The onlookers were a mix of confusion and disdain, recognizing Gilbert as the perceived fool of the Cadenn family in Texas City. Dylan warned Gilbert to stay out of trouble, his eyes flashing with a hint of threat.However, Gilbert didn't even acknowledge Dylan; he only had eyes for Azalea. AsGilbert slowly turned the wheelchair towards her, and Azalea inexplicably felt a sense of security in her heart. Though it was just a fleeting feeling, it was enough to comfort her."Azalea, we are only engaged and not yet married. You have the right to choose your own happiness," Gilbert said in a firm and serious tone. "If you prefer, Dylan, I will step back and leave. I will not interfere."Azalea was shocked, and Dylan appeared perplexed. The onlookers eru
“Mr. Huxley?"The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at the middle-aged man in the elegant suit. Dylan wondered, "Which one is Mr. Huxley?"The man exuded an air of sophistication, with a shiny Constantin watch on his wrist, giving off the aura of a true gentleman. The respect he attracted was proof that Mr. Huxley was of significant status.All eyes in the room instinctively turned towards Dylan. Among the attendees, it was undeniable that Dylan stood out as the most distinguished individual present.“Dylan's last name isn't Huxley!"Azalea exclaimed. "Who is this Mr. Huxley he referred to?"Gilbert, sitting in a chair on wheels, calmly asked, "Did you want to see me?"Dylan laughed with disdain on his face."Gilbert, don't talk nonsense," Azalea scolded him. She also frowned slightly."Although Gilbert's last name is Huxley, many people share that surname." Dylan continued, "What a fool! Do you even know who he is? Don’t you dare to play with him?”“What an idiot!"Dylan cl
Dylan gritted his teeth, hopped into the Benz, and sped off. The crowd scattered balloons and paper boxes, then dispersed. Azalea exhaled slowly, giving Gilbert a complex look. Despite his help today, Azalea felt truly protected for the first time in two years, a new and calming sensation washing over her."Come on, I'll take you home," Gilbert offered as Azalea prepared to leave in her wheelchair."What about our car?" she asked, pointing to the Ferrari."Everyone's gone," Gilbert said. "You don't need to keep up the act."Azalea glanced at the Ferrari, surprise flickering in her eyes, but she shook her head. She knew she didn't belong in the world of luxury."What do you mean?" Gilbert was taken aback by her words."I've been taking care of you for two years, so don't put on a show for me, okay?" Azalea gestured towards the Ferrari. "Did you rent this car?""No," Gilbert shook his head."Good," Azalea sighed. "You can't even afford to rent this car.""I can afford to buy one, though
After the man made his statement, the atmosphere in the room shifted. The senior managers of the company exchanged puzzled looks, unsure of what was unfolding. The Cadenn family members felt embarrassed, realizing they had intentionally excluded Azalea earlier to prevent her from receiving credit. However, the Kane Medicine representative inquired about Azalea, causing Harold and Ashley to feel uneasy. They stated Azalea was no longer with the company and, therefore, was not negotiating. The branch representatives discussed cooperation matters, prompting Harold to engage in the conversation with a smile.Mr. Karl, the delegate, hesitated momentarily, recalling Gilbert's directive to assist the Cadenn family. Since Azalea was unavailable, he proceeded with discussing cooperation with the others, believing it would benefit the Cadenn family and fulfill Gilbert's intentions."That works just as well," Scott smiled as he considered the proposal."Great," Harold and the others responded, f
All the neighbors knew that Azalea’s family worked at Group Cadenn in Texas City, but few knew that Azalea herself was a Cadenn. To maintain her dignity, Old Mrs. Cadenn kept their relationship a secret, and Azalea had no direct connection with the Cadenn family.“By the way, Azalea, I remember there was a young man who always drove a luxury car to come see you. Is it yours?”A woman suddenly snorted with laughter and inquired. Everyone knew Azalea was engaged, and her fiancé was considered a fool. Despite this, Dylan still visited her occasionally, sparking neighborhood gossip about their relationship.“No, I don’t think so,” Azalea replied, aware that the people were trying to embarrass her. She didn’t want to prolong the conversation.“Well, then you have to see it, Azalea.” Someone has parked a fancy car in front of your door. Be careful not to scratch it. Don’t involve us if you can’t afford it," she warned, as the crowd laughed and ridiculed her.Suddenly, a calm voice spoke up.
Mae turned to face Gilbert, taken aback.“What are you talking about? What’s the matter?” she asked.“Do you realize the value of that car? Do you know how many wheelchairs one wheel can buy?” Gilbert questioned.“I’m telling you now! You’ll never own a car like that in your lifetime! So don’t dwell on it too much,” he added.Mae crossed her arms and scoffed at Gilbert’s words.Saying nothing, Gilbert withdrew his hand, picked up the key from the table, and placed it down, displaying it silently.Mae’s gaze unconsciously fell on the car key, noticing the black horse on a yellow background and the distinctive Ferrari logo, which surprised her.Gilbert owned the Ferrari, a luxury car worth millions of dollars overseas. Mae’s heart raced as she wondered, “How could Gilbert afford such an expensive car? Does he still have a lot of money, or does he have a shady past?”Various thoughts flooded Mae’s mind at that moment.“I hope you can change,” Gilbert said to Mae.“Think about Azalea. I c
“Where are you going?" Azalea blushed as she asked, surprising Gilbert. Despite his years of war experience, Azalea’s question caught Gilbert off guard. He had seen a lot in his time, making him calmer than most people and difficult to unsettle. However, at that moment, he felt an unexplained nervousness.“I’m going to take a break again,” Gilbert responded, turning his back to Azalea.Concerned, Azalea asked, “What if I feel pain again?” She pursed her red lips, unintentionally coming across as spoiled.Gilbert reassured her, “Then I’ll come back. You’re having your period now, so take a break.” With that, he strolled out of the room.“Good,” Azalea responded. “He seems to be quite gentle,” Azalea said to herself with an indescribable expression on her face.After Gilbert left, Azalea stayed in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The events of the past few days played in her mind like scenes from a movie. Gilbert’s recovery had surprised her, but it had also brought ab