Julian visited in the afternoon to give Stephen a report about work. However, he realized that Stephen was only listening half-heartedly; he was distracted and had a sour expression on his face the whole time. Julian closed his file with a snap. "Mr. Anderson, are you still giving Madam the cold shoulder?""She still hasn't realized her mistake," Stephen blurted out. He'd been waiting for someone to ask him about it so that he could finally vent. "It's obvious that Xavier had ulterior motives for approaching her. Am I in the wrong to forbid her from meeting him? I really don’t know what she's thinking!" Julian was speechless. It suddenly dawned on him that there was a reason why his boss had been single for years. He tried to persuade Stephen by saying, "Mr. Anderson, I think she also has a point. You are aware of the Robinson family’s influence in the jewelry industry. If she offended them…" "How much is Miller Jewels worth? Is it that important for her to suck up to Xavier?" Steph
Three days later, Yvonne had an appointment with the mysterious investor. According to the address she was given, she went to a members-only private club for the meeting. The waiter led Yvonne through a corridor that was elegant and tastefully decorated. It opened up into a garden with large trees whose leaves rustled in the wind. The private club was a quiet place, perfect for discussing business deals. It wasn’t until the waiter opened the door that Yvonne shifted her sight from admiring the scenery to the man who was seated inside. To her surprise, it was none other than Noah Anderson! "Noah, were you the one who invited me?" "Yes, that’s right." Noah poured her a cup of hot tea and gestured for her to sit down. "Here, try this tea; it tastes amazing."Yvonne sat down on the seat across from him. "Noah, I can have tea with you, but I can’t accept your investment." "Why?" Noah was puzzled. "Isn't Miller Jewels in great need of money right now?""Yes, we do need money, but I won'
Out of habit, Yvonne put in her earphones for the drive. She leaned against the taxi window and closed her eyes for a quick rest. However, when the taxi made a big turn, Yvonne realized that something was wrong and opened her eyes. Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the windows, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. She pulled out her phone and opened the map as she stole a glance at the driver. She realized that the taxi was heading towards the industrial zone in the east. The direction was completely opposite the city center, where Miller Tower was located. There was no doubt that she was being kidnapped, and the most likely perpetrator behind this was Patrick. Yvonne lowered her head, a wry smile on her lips. He acted pretty fast.Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in the middle of a container yard. The deserted area was littered with abandoned shipping containers. The taxi driver looked at Yvonne, who was sleeping soundly in the backseat, and chuckled contemptuously. Thi
When Stephen and his men reached the location, he pushed open the doors of the shipping container. Several men were lying on the ground in ridiculous positions, groaning in pain. Stephen frowned as he looked around for Yvonne. Noticing a slim figure in the distance, he recognized Yvonne lying in a far corner. In an instant, his heart leapt into his throat. Stephen hurried over and knelt down beside Yvonne, gathering her limp body in his arms. "Yvonne!"Fortunately, she was conscious and moaned in pain, "Hey, be gentle!"During her years of being a gem trader and carrying out tasks at the border, Yvonne had honed her fighting skills alongside Gwen Hawk. On a good day, she could handle more than ten men easily, but with so many people today, she was bound to sustain some injuries. After dealing with the last person, she was completely exhausted and laid down to rest for a while. She'd never expected Stephen to arrive so soon.Yvonne looked at Stephen. "How did you know I was here?"St
"What are you talking about?" Yvonne widened her eyes in surprise. "Why would I put myself in such danger just to frame you? Uncle Patrick, you shouldn’t accuse people without any evidence!" Patrick spat on the ground. "Don't call me "Uncle Patrick"! I am so unlucky to have a niece like you! You don't even respect your own father; who knows what despicable things you're capable of?" He turned to the police, who were watching. "Officers, this woman is up to no good! Don't just listen to her side of the story! I'm innocent!"The police couldn't bear it anymore. "The young lady has been nothing but kind and respectful. On the other hand, you hadn't said anything pleasant since you walked in. Ms. Miller, since you've had such a frightful incident, please stay inside the room. We'll handle things here and ensure that justice is served."The police urged Yvonne to go back into the waiting room. She nodded obediently. Turning around, the fear in Yvonne’s eyes melted away and was replaced by
"What do you mean? Hasn't it already been investigated? It has nothing to do with Patrick—" Thomas was trying to exonerate Patrick from his involvement in the purchase of fake diamonds so hastily that he couldn't even string together proper sentences without stammering. "He hasn't told you yet, has he?"Yvonne cut in coldly: "Mr. Lind, who sold fake diamonds to Patrick, is in my hands. He also agreed to testify against him. That was why Patrick was clutching at straws."Thomas was stunned. Mr. Lind was in Yvonne's hands? Why didn't he know about any of this? Didn't Patrick say that the man he worked with wouldn't sell anyone out? What was going on?"I will not forgive Patrick. I'll follow through so that he gets his punishment. If you still want to get involved in this, don't blame me for not showing you mercy even though you are my father." Yvonne pointed her finger at the door. "You know what to do."Since she was being so firm in her stance, Thomas dared not help Patrick anymore
Stephen's thought of reconciling with Yvonne vanished right away.He hadn't even forgotten Xavier’s case yet. How dare she have the nerve to meet Noah? Did she have no regard for him as her husband?Stephen ordered coldly, "Tell him that Yvonne is alright now. She's not available to meet any guests at the moment as she's resting.""Okay." Mr. Carroll then returned to the front door and told Noah exactly what Stephen had said."If that's the case..." Noah looked at the villa and smiled casually. "Alright then, let her rest. I'll visit another day."Noah let the driver take him back to Anderson Mansion. His eyes still rested on the villa as they pulled out of the driveway.Noah's car had followed Stephen the whole time he'd been searching for Yvonne. And the discovery was interesting… It looked like Stephen really cared about the troll....It was nighttime. Stephen was about to go to bed when he heard the door knocking. As he opened the door, Yvonne leaned against the door frame
"We're married. If you listen to what I say, I won't leave you."Stephen always thought of women as trouble and naturally thought the same of marriage. That's why he was so against it when Elizabeth arranged his marriage for him. But come to think of it, he didn't seem to resist living with her for the rest of his life.She couldn't only cure his eyes, but she could also help him in other areas. Like right now, she could also satisfy his needs. Stephen lowered his head and moved closer to her. She could feel his breath on the tip of her nose.Yvonne drew her neck back. "We will never be apart?""Yes." Stephen didn't even hesitate for a moment.Yvonne didn't believe in promises. Especially the promises men made on the spur of the moment. That kind of promise was nothing. However, she was willing to go along with it for the time being. She smiled. "Alright. I believe you."Her radiant smile came into his sight, and he held his breath momentarily. Then he wrapped his arms around her