Chapter 10

At the Crone family villa...

Night had fallen. Lilian sat in the living room in a silk nightgown, waiting for Harry.

In her younger years, she had been a stunning southern beauty, cherished by Jerry, who spoiled her to the point where she never had to lift a finger for household chores. Later, she remarried Harry, who inherited Jerry's business empire and expanded it further. Her role as a wealthy wife was well-established, and with her meticulous self-care, she still exuded charm despite her age.

The villa's main door opened as a maid let Harry in.

Lilian's face lit up with joy. She rushed to greet him, helping him remove his suit jacket. "Honey, why are you home so late?"

Unlike Jerry's honest and reserved demeanor, Harry had always been dashing and flirtatious in his youth. Now, as a CEO, he carried an air of authority that made Lilian utterly infatuated with him.

"I had a business dinner," Harry replied casually.

As he spoke, Lilian caught a familiar scent on his suit-perfume from his new secretary.

Her smile faded, replaced by anger. "Were you with that secretary again?"

Harry frowned, clearly displeased. "Lilian, stop being paranoid. Instead of wasting energy on this nonsense, why don't you focus on cheering Jessica up? She's upset that Dr. Ceylan refused to treat her. I'm tired. I'm going upstairs."

He turned to leave.

Lilian suddenly called out, "I found a way to get Dr. Ceylan to help Jessica."

Harry froze mid-step and turned back, his expression immediately softening. He wrapped an arm around Lilian's shoulder. "Lilian, you're amazing. You never let me down. You're my treasure."

Harry was a master at sweet-talking, perfectly catering to Lilian's delicate sensibilities.

Lilian leaned into his embrace, her tone uettish she playfully scolded him "On one condition-you have to fire that secretary."

without hesitation. "I'll

scooped Lilian

a blush crept up her cheeks. "Didn't you just say you were

her nightgown shifted, revealing the lace lingerie underneath. Harry's grin turned wicked.

lightly slapped his

laughed, unabashed. "But you like it,

day, Wendy was in her apartment when

I was wrong at the hospital. I've prepared all your

kitchen, Cecelia poked her head out. "Don't go! She's just Harry's

her age, she's still acting like a lovesick fool.

busy." She wanted to hang

your father buried a bottle of wine when you were born, meant to be

slightly. Lilian always knew how to

an elaborate meal. On

a university graduate in his time, her father's life had been built on grit and

my Wendy' on the label. She had once had a happy childhood;

spirits, her face glowing with vitality. She opened the wine and poured two glasses, one

and asked coolly, "How did my

Lilian's hand tremble, nearly

he... He died of illness. I've told you before, but you

coldly and emptied her glass in one go. She

stood. "I have things to do.

"Who

with a lecherous gaze. His grin was slimy and

Whalen from the

lips curling into

affection. "Wendy, sleep with Dr.

her to sleep with a man to save her half-sister-so that was

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