Chapter 17

“They're evil capitalists!” the girl spat.

Zayron curled his lips into a half smile and said, “It's fine. I believe in your charm. Weren't you nominated for the Best Child Actor Award? According to the traditions, your boss will come to meet you himself, so take the opportunity to win his heart over, okay? I'm confident of you.”

The girl pouted, knowing that she was not going to be able to win over that old sly fox Artemis.

“Daddy Eddy, my brother's losing his mind again!”

Edmund gave her a small smile. “Deal with him when you're back. I'll back you up.”

“Hehe! You're the best.”

Just then, the kitchen door opened, and Bailey came out with two plates of dishes. When she saw the “father-and-son” duo on a video call, she smiled and asked, “Is that girl done enjoying herself outside? Tell her to come home earlier so that she won't miss the day to visit her granny's grave.”

“Right. I can go home with the excuse of visiting Granny's grave. Thanks, Mommy. I'll go and fill in the application for leave now.”

The corner of Bailey's lips twitched as she fell speechless. She told herself continuously that she should not be fooled by the girl's angelic smile, for the girl was more like the devil.

“The dishes are ready. Are you guys not coming to the table?”

Closing the laptop, Edmund lifted Zayron into his arms. “I've been waiting for you to say that. Smelling that aroma had been nothing but torment. I wished I could pick up the plates and shove everything down my throat.”

was at a

the

to escape all the time. We still have

one who spoke was Rhonda's mother, Beatrice Wenlock. She was in a traditional gown with a sleeveless jacket, looking like the stereotypical wealthy wife. The woman was already in her fifties, but as she had maintained her looks well, she only seemed

so clingy to Bailey. I have a feeling that the truth will soon reveal itself. If that b*tch Bailey ends up marrying into the Chivers family, it'll be easier to be the queen than to get rid of

a clear view of what's going on. For

have to find a way to get

idea. It'll be your father's fifty-fifth birthday in a

ruin her reputation and make everyone disgusted

publish it. I doubt the Chiverses would be

good enough. We'll broadcast it live—we'll let all the guests see how she is in bed. I want to shove her into hell this time, and I

on Beatrice's face. “Don't worry. I have

the tall window in Luther Group's highest floor office. He had a glass of iced wine in his hand, and the dark red liquid was gently rippling in the glass. Glittering sunlight filtered in through the

a tall building that seemed to reach the clouds. It was also a landmark

and after eight years

he himself had no idea

window and stared at the outside world. He could not find a reason

on the office door, and he slowly returned to reality. Tilting his head back to down the wine, he uttered,

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