Holly hadn't slept well in Winston's house the previous night, which added to the exhaustion she felt after having sex with Bryce, so she ended up sleeping very soundly.She slept until daylight. She was so exhausted that she hadn't even had any nightmares. If she didn't have the nightmare she had had for the past 13 years, she wouldn't talk in her sleep, much less call for Abel while asleep.When Holly opened her eyes the next morning and looked at the spot beside her, she noticed that Bryce was already up. So as to not jostle her injured hand, she carefully put on her clothes and got out of bed. She walked into the bathroom, only to realize that Bryce had squeezed toothpaste on her toothbrush for her. She couldn't help but smile before brushing her teeth. After washing up, she headed downstairs, holding on to the stair rail. Bryce was setting breakfast on the table when he saw her. He beamed and greeted her, "Come and have breakfast. These are all your favorite foods." He s

"Your sister was the one betrothed to Bryce, not you. You only got the chance to get closer to Bryce because she had died young. So, don't ever say that Holly is only a replacement again, especially when you're also a replacement." The woman was unforgiving with her words, not even attempting to preserve a vestige of Samantha's dignity.Holly turned back to see a middle-aged woman standing about 30 feet away from her. Not only was she elegant and charming despite her age, but she was also tall and slender. She wore a long black coat, emphasizing her beautiful legs as she stood ramrod straight. She was Sherry, Bryce's mother. Holly was slightly surprised to see her here, but she quickly greeted Sherry with a smile, "Mom."Sherry smiled elegantly and nodded at her. On the other hand, Samantha was stunned momentarily. She had wanted to throw a tantrum, but she quickly put on a smile instead when she noticed that it was Sherry. She yelled in surprise, "You're back, Aunt Sherry!"

"Why would I do that to Holly?" Sherry asked with a frown. Bryce said, his voice devoid of emotion, "You know what kind of person you are."Sherry said nothing. She ended the call and sent Bryce their location through WhatsApp before returning the phone to Holly. With rage in her tone, she said self-deprecatingly, "Damn brat thought I came to make things difficult for you. Do I really look like I'd be a horrible mother-in-law?"Holly thought back to the confrontation in the Hermès store, where Sherry had scorned Samantha coldly. That had indeed been brutal. However, as Samantha had been the one subjected to that, Holly felt vindicated and touched. She smiled softly. "No. You're the most beautiful mother-in-law there is."Sherry's rage subsided. "You're better with your words, that's certain. Damn brat threw tantrums so huge his wife almost left him, and I came here, out of kindness, to make sure she comes back. Turns out he doesn't think me capable of that."Holly understoo

Holly walked over to stand beside Bryce, who stood ramrod straight under the lights. His tall figure made for an exceptionally beautiful sight. Holly looked up and smiled at him, her eyes as bright as the stars. Her pinky finger brushed lightly against his fingers, which were twice longer than hers. Sensing the touch, Bryce held her hand with a smile. He caressed the back of her head with his other hand, saying gently, "Traffic was bad on the way, so I was late. Sorry about that."Holly gave him a small smile. "It's fine. I arrived a short while ago, too."The sight of them pissed Janice off. She opened her mouth, about to say something. However, she feared that she would offend Bryce and be humiliated as a result, so she went elsewhere, taking her glass of wine with her.Bryce took Holly's hand and walked with her to a table, where they sat down. He scooped some caviar up with a mother-of-pearl spoon and placed it before Holly's lips. "This is beluga caviar, which just arrived

After going downstairs, Holly took a turn and headed to the bathroom. She entered a cubicle, locked the door, and sat on the toilet seat, covering her face with her hands. She took some time to calm down before remembering what she had been sent upstairs for in the first place. She took out her phone and sent Bryce a message. "Mom wants you and Father to come down. It's time to cut the cake."Bryce replied, "Sure."Holly sat there for a few more minutes before going out to wash her hands at the sink. She looked up and saw how pale her face was in the mirror. She lifted the corners of her lips up, trying to look more normal. The sounds of high heels clacking on the floor grew louder before the door was pushed open, revealing a petite figure wearing a midnight-blue dress that looked like the night sky—it was Samantha. She eyed Holly and smiled insincerely. "We meet again, Holly.""Hmm," Holly acknowledged her presence simply before wiping her hands with a towel.Samantha walked