“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
There was no need to say it again. It didn’t matter.It would be enough for him to make up for what he owed Azalea from now on.He didn’t have to think about others.“Then I have to trouble you,” Azalea said, slowly turning her gaze to Gilbert.Gilbert responded, and he walked out in front of her.“Silly girl, I have bothered you for two years.” He sighed in her mind. It is useless for me to do this for you."“Azalea, are you a fool?” Mae was helpless.“Help him get into the car if he sends you. How could this be better than riding your scooter?” Mae looked at Azalea and said in an angry voice.“He wants to do something for me,” Azalea told her mother. “It would hurt him if I rejected him.”Azalea changed her shoes, then turned around and walked out.“Hum! A cripple. What dignity can a lame person have?” Mae snorted and sat on the couch alone, angry.“Don’t be so mean to Gilbert like that later,” Azalea said. “It doesn’t matter if you did it previously.” But now he has recovered. He
Azalea frowned and glanced at Ashley. "Do I need to disclose what I purchased?"Azalea remained patient but was not easily intimidated."Ashley, don't you fear the discovery of your lies? How can you afford a Ferrari? What are you talking about? If you could afford a Ferrari, I could buy a Lamborghini," Azalea retorted.Ashley scoffed, insinuating, "Where did you steal this car from?"Gilbert interjected, "It's just a Ferrari. Even if Azalea desires the world, I could provide it for her."Ashley mocked, "Stop boasting. She doesn't want the world; she wants you to stand up for her. Why don't you defend her?"Harold intervened, challenging Gilbert, "If you are so capable, why don't you stand up and face me?" Azalea felt embarrassed and frustrated by the situation, while Ashley sneered coldly.Onlookers shook their heads in disappointment, thinking, "Despite driving a Ferrari, Gilbert