“I came to see you today to …" Kent waved his hand dismissively and said with a sigh, "Ms. Evans, this must be your first time talking business. The rule is to drink before talking about business matters." With that, he snapped his fingers at the waiter and ordered, "Bring us the best bottle of wine you have." A moment later, the waiter brought a bottle of wine up to them and Kent took it from him, filling Caroline's glass personally. "Ms. Evans, this is my favorite red wine. Here, have a taste." Looking at the full glass of red wine, Caroline frowned slightly."What's the matter? You won't give me this pleasure?" Kent said with a displeased expression. Caroline felt helpless and had no choice but to take a small sip. Kent's expression turned more sour and he said, "You don’t seem very serious about this, Ms. Evans. If that’s how it’s going to be, I think it's best that you leave."Caroline said hastily, "No, it's just that I have a low tolerance for alcohol …" Seeing Ken
Caroline rushed to grab a towel from the bedside and stuffed it into Kent's mouth. After all, it was her first time in a situation like that, and she was already at the end of her rope after pushing through to this point. Hearing the knock on the door, she trembled like a leaf, at a complete loss for what to do. A familiar voice came from outside. "Caroline, it's me."Stunned, Caroline opened the door without hesitation. Seeing that it was Kirk, she felt surprised and grateful at the same time. She threw herself into his arms. All the fear and trepidation she felt vanished in an instant. "What … What's the matter?" Kirk patted her thin shoulders lightly and consoled her softly. "What would have happened to you if I wasn’t here?" He looked up and shot a dark glare at Kent, who was sprawled on the ground like a fat pig."Wait here for me and don't go anywhere," said Kirk. He made sure Caroline was safe and walked into the room, shutting the door behind him. The camera was still glo
The sharp ringing of Caroline's phone pulled her back to reality. When she pushed Kirk away, she was panting. "It's … my phone. It must be Gwen." Then, she quickly answered the call. "Hey, Gwen.""Phew … You picked up. I was worried to death. How did it go? Did that old bastard hurt you?"Caroline did not dare to look at Kirk. "No. I already left.""That's good. Wait a minute." Gwen suddenly sensed that something was amiss. "Babe, why are you breathing so heavily? Don't tell me that bastard's chasing after you? I'll come to you right now …""No, there's no need," said Caroline hastily. "I'm fine, I'm just relieved that it’s over. Anyway, the problem is solved. I … I'll talk to you tomorrow." Caroline regretted it the moment she hung up the phone. The car was pin-drop silent. The atmosphere was still charged, but it was more awkward than before. She fumbled for words for a long time before saying, "So … Was that a spot check?"Kirk turned the air-conditioning higher, but the heat
Everybody got up and prepared to greet Kirk, but what he did was punch Eddy in the face. Their jaws dropped, including Eddy's himself. After a pause, Eddy cradled his cheek and raised his head. "Uncle Kirk?" Kirk looked at him with a venomous gaze. Sean was the first to get his senses back and signaled to the others to leave the room. "Kirk, what's the matter with you?""Yeah, why did you hit me out of nowhere, Uncle Kirk?""You know why, don’t you?" Veins bulged on the back of Kirk's hand. If it wasn't because Sean was holding him back, he would have punched Eddy again. "No matter how much you hate Caroline, you should never have sent a man to rape her!"Kirk's patience toward Eddy had already reached its limit over the surgery incident, and he did not expect Eddy to cross another boundary. Eddy said in shock, "When … When did I send a man to … rape her?""She was almost assaulted by Kent Pearson tonight. I witnessed it with my own eyes. Are you still not going to admit it?"
Before she could finish, Kirk dragged her to the door roughly and flung her out. His gaze was icy, and he looked frightening. "Who gave you the audacity!" he growled. Brie's face paled instantly. A short distance away, Sean shook his head helplessly at the scene. "He won't admit that he likes Caroline, but that’s how he reacts to another woman. What a stubborn man. He'd better get his act together sooner or later," thought Sean.At 3 am, Caroline was still awake. That kiss felt like a scald and her lips still burned. The moment she touched them, she felt as if she was back in the car and steamily kissing him again. Her cheeks burned without her realizing it and her whole body felt restless. While she was tossing and turning in bed, noises came from outside the door. It wasn't knocking. It was scratching.Caroline's senses sharpened instantly and she got up, grabbing a knife from the kitchen and walking to the door warily. Looking through the peephole, she saw that it was Kirk. Sh
"Are you willing to?" His voice was low and hoarse, yet his eyes had a strange light in them.Caroline didn't know whether he was truly drunk or was simply pretending to be drunk. She pressed her lips against his; her entire face was already bright red by now. Kirk bent over and pressed on her lips too. The scent of alcohol invaded Caroline's senses, making her feel light-headed. Still, her hands tightened their grip on his shirt. As she let them slide down his shirt, her fingers brushed on something shaped like a lipstick. The heat she felt instantly vanished like an extinguished flame. Hastily, she pushed Kirk away. "I—I'll get you something to sober up," she said, breathless. With that, she rushed off into the kitchen and closed the door. She smacked herself on the head a couple of times and cursed at herself for being clumsy enough to let something like that happen. Kirk was drunk, but she wasn't. She had no idea how she'd face him in the future if something happened be
Caroline frowned. The way Layla apologized seemed rather pretentious. "Kent Pearson?" Sarah cried and looked at Caroline with anxiety written all over her face. "Were you tainted?" Caroline glanced sideways at Layla, her lips already turning into a sneer. "So, you're the one who ordered Kent to do that to me last night, aren't you?" Layla paled at Caroline's words. She bit her lip and tried to explain herself. "No, that's not true! I've already explained this to Eddy. I called Kent out of the kindness of my heart so that he'd lend you the money. I really didn't know that he'd do something like that." Caroline took a step forward, not bothering to listen to her excuses. She stared at Layla with piercing eyes and spat, "So, it was you?" "No—" Layla had barely uttered another word when Caroline gave her a tight slap across the face. It took a moment for Layla to realize what had happened. Her fingers trembled as they touched her cheek, which was now burning in pain from the slap
Layla's voice trailed off, but everyone around knew what she meant. Caroline replied calmly, "How I got the money is none of your business." She continued, "Besides, according to our agreement, I don't need to get divorced, and you can't withdraw the investment either. You're free to choose whether to stay or leave when Evans Group stabilizes." "Caroline!" Sarah wailed. "How could you say something like that?" Eddy took a deep breath. He heard the sarcasm in Caroline's tone. Initially, he'd felt rather guilty toward her, but all of that vanished in an instant when Layla suggested that Caroline had resorted to prostitution. Harrumphing, he said, "Fine. I underestimated you. This time, I'm the one who lost." With that said, he pushed Layla's wheelchair and walked away.Hastily, Sarah followed after them. Now that peace and quiet had finally been restored, Caroline turned away from the corridor and back into her house. She accidentally stepped on Kirk's shoes. A soft smile hun