Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Bailey left the headquarters under the accusations of everyone in the hall.

When she finally came to the alfresco fountain, she ran into Edmund, who seemed to have come in a rush.

“Are you okay, Bay? Did they do anything to you?” he asked.

Bailey's heart warmed seeing the man, and she wiped the sweat on his forehead with her sleeve. “I'm okay. You don't have to worry. I can handle this.”

Edmund smiled at her in resignation. “I don't know why I just can't seem to keep my cool whenever something happens to you. Everyone says I'm calm and composed, but I'm really not when I'm with you. I'll go crazy if anything happens to you,” he said.

Bailey moved closer and held his arm. “Let's go home. The children haven't had lunch.”

“Sure.”

Back in the CEO's office, Artemis finally looked away from the screen he had been staring at when the video stopped at the retreating figures of a man and a woman.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Dwayne entered.

“Ms. Jefferson refused to admit to anything. Neither did she agree to destroy the design. She even said that she is willing to face legal consequences. Mrs. Luther is incensed and is very insistent. She went to the public relations department when I came up. I suppose she went to ask Quentin to contact Snowflake to press charges against Ms. Jefferson.”

Artemis rubbed his brows in annoyance. “Stop Snowflake from returning to Hallsbay at all costs. I want you to call Quentin. Ask him to give me the designer's contact. I'll talk to her on my own,” he said lightly.

“Snowflake is very low-profile. She has only submitted one design over the past four years. No one has ever seen her. She didn't even attend the prize-giving ceremony. She said she was not interested in attending because she wanted to sleep in when the organizer called her. Given her attitude, I doubt it's easy talking to her,” Dwayne replied with a sigh, but Artemis just waved his hand dismissively in return.

not even find her. I'm just worried that she might suddenly come to

right. I'll call Quentin right away to

“Good.”

looks a lot like Snowflake's from four years ago. What is going on exactly? I don't think you're so ambitious

a lot recently, so maybe I drew something similar to

something unusual about her answer, and a

a rash person, so I trust you to do what is best. You must have your reason for doing so, but Aunt Felicity is not letting you off the hook this easily. I'm partially at fault for what is happening.

bother you. She loves you. That's why she's so worked up. I know what

“What do you mean by 'I won't let you end up in a difficult position?' Does this mean

smile. “She's just your aunt. What she thinks about me will not

of relief when he could finally rest at ease. “I'm sorry.

at him and

life would always be quiet

this kind of life, but somehow, she felt something was lacking in

plagiarizing a renowned

to clarify the controversy, the

documents at his office table. “You don't have to feel anxious, Mr. Luther. Mrs. Luther can't find Snowflake either. No

“Good.”

looks a lot like Snowflake's from four years ago. What is going on exactly? I don't think you're so ambitious

flicked off the fountain pen in his hand and sat back in his chair in lethargy. “But she insists that she did not plagiarize, so she's not

not help but