Inside the villa, it was dark and quiet, without a sound!It was so still, as if there was no one there. Jessica sat tiredly on the couch, leaning back, her hand hanging down. The suffocating document was scattered on the floor, making a rustling sound as the paper rubbed against each other.It pricked at Jessica's heart.It felt bitter!In the darkness, her heart sank slowly.Why did it turn out like this?Wasn't it supposed to be happy?Memories of that wonderful evening replayed slowly in Jessica's mind. Holding hands, strolling in the sunset, her smiling face blossoming like flowers, his handsome figure like a jade tree. The domineering kiss in the square, the complaint when the coffee was too hot... for this necklace, so full of emotions, like weeping, like lamenting, they walked hand in hand in the moonlight, even a bouquet of fiery red roses, she could still smell their fragrance.Scene by scene, like slow-motion shots, like sharp blades, passed through Jessica's heart, causing
Marcus, amid hysteria, had an even more twisted expression on his face. He wanted to smash everything within his reach, but in the end, he could only painfully bury his hand in his head, like a wounded beast, completely defeated.Jessica's heart ached spasmodically, a pain like she had never experienced before. All the pain she had endured since birth didn't add up to one percent of this. A deep despair grasped her heart, as if a circle of cold iron wire tightened around it, exerting force and causing blood to pour.The feeling of heart-wrenching pain was just like this!Marcus, in desperate agony, covered his head and his voice came out hoarse, raw from the friction of the sand. "Didn't you ask me before, whether I was Old Mr. Alston's son or Old Mr. Lee's son? Ha, it must surprise you. I am Old Mr. Alston's son and also Old Mr. Lee's grandson. Old Mr. Alston regarded me as a shame, and Old Mr. Lee saw me as a bastard...""Don't say it!" Jessica abruptly interrupted, her eyes turning
JY Project was not yet built that year. It was a government project open for bidding. The land was situated on the border between the city and the countryside, with complex terrain. The risks of taking on this project were significant. Alston Smith wanted this land because he had strong connections to the underworld, as did Michael Lee. Many companies competed for this land, but when Alston Smith entered the competition, they all withdrew and watched the battle between Alston Smith and Michael Lee.In the end, Michael Lee won the land. The reason was that Mandy stole the project plan personally crafted by Alston Smith and gave it to Michael Lee. The two project plans were identical, and Michael Lee turned the tables, causing Alston Smith to be embroiled in a scandal of stealing trade secrets.Noblefull Group invested immense financial and physical resources in acquiring this land, only to end up empty-handed. They also ended up getting involved in a dirty situation, tarnishing their r
When Mandy brought little Marcus back to the Lee Family, Michael Lee was furious. Shortly after Mandy's escape, Quincy's parents, on their private plane to London for business matters, encountered an explosion, which killed them both.Michael Lee blamed Alston Smith for this tragedy, suspecting that he had someone plant explosives on the plane, killing his only son. However, he had no evidence and couldn't take action against Alston Smith.He lost one son, and his daughter gave birth to a son with Alston Smith. Michael Lee was consumed with anger and swung his whip, almost beating the weak little Marcus to death, who was still critically ill at the time.In that year, five-year-old Quincy watched in astonishment from upstairs as his once respected and loving grandfather mercilessly beat the frail young boy.In that year, four-year-old Marcus hovered on the verge of death, only remembering his mother's cries and Michael Lee's sinister and twisted face.In the end, Mandy cried herself h
"Don't..." Jessica exclaimed in shock, her heart feeling as if it were being twisted by knives. "Marcus, stop, let's not talk about it. Please, let's not talk about it..."She suddenly didn't want to know what happened next. Why did Charles Smith die? Why did Mandy die? Why the Smith family...Having been with Marcus for a while, she knew his temperament well. He had become a man almost invincible, capable of anything, and for him to be in such agony, convulsing, it must be a tragedy that Marcus would never forget in his lifetime...Perhaps these past events had been suppressed for too long and suddenly resurfaced. Marcus was in excruciating pain, trembling incessantly in Jessica's arms, gripping her shoulders so tightly that they hurt.She dared not say another word, only holding Marcus tightly!Marcus, it's okay, it's alright, it's all over now. I'm here, I'm here with you. No one will dare to bully you again. If anyone dares, our son will destroy their whole family... She felt so h
Marcus used to have shallow sleep. When he woke up, the outside was still covered in cold moonlight. The black curtains looked like a monster, ready to devour them all!His head was splitting with pain...Sharp pains jabbed at him like needles, causing Marcus to groan and whimper. Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his body and looked up in astonishment...He was taken aback!He was still lying on the ground while Jessica held him in an uncomfortable position, sleeping against the door panel. The door had a big hole broken through it, and the wind blew through...In an instant, the chaotic and painful memories of that night surged into his mind, intensifying his headache. He felt like banging his head against the door.As soon as he learned that she was Diana Brown's granddaughter, he had no time to think. The memories of despair and agony from the past overwhelmed his mind, causing him immense pain and heartache... wishing that he was the one who died all those years ago!Jessica moaned u
Marcus thought he would never hear those words from Jessica's mouth in his lifetime!Apart from shock, there was overwhelming joy, an ecstatic happiness that welled up from the depths of his heart, filling his sore heart. At that moment, he heard the divine voice saying, "Mr. Marcus, I have returned your rib to you!"Marcus was overcome with sheer joy and his hand holding Jessica's trembled. "Say it again!""I love you!" Jessica said firmly. In the darkness, her eyes were as beautiful as blue jade. Saying "I love you" to him was much easier than she had imagined!Jessica used to think that saying "I love you" was cheesy and cliché. Love should be kept in the heart and not spoken out loud. She despised those who were so quick to say, "I love you."Today, she realized that it was easy to say "I love you" to someone you truly loved. She wanted to tell him over and over again, afraid that he didn't know. This was what they called being in love!Today, she realized how impoverished her pas
Everything that happened tonight was too chaotic. Marcus himself probably couldn't sort out his feelings right now. It's better to get some sleep. When morning comes, they can talk about whatever happened slowly. Since they promised not to let go even if they died, she shouldn't have any worries.With him, she has the whole world and fears nothing. Whatever challenges they face together, she doesn't believe they can't overcome those wolf-like predators. That despicable old man, Michael Lee, is her grandfather? That jerk resorted to such low tactics. Even though she doesn't know the rest of Mr. Marcus' story for now, she thinks Old Mr. Alston hasn't had an easy life either. If it were her, she probably wouldn't be able to love Marcus.Who let Marcus have a face that resembled Michael Lee's a bit? Alston Smith looked at him as if he saw Michael Lee. Old Mr. Alston wished he could devour him, how could he love him? Listening to this story, the most despicable person was Michael Lee!No w