Spencer, who had always been a soft spoken man, could not even utter the words "sugar daddy" from his mouth, but judging from the look on his face, it was clear that was what he meant. "Was Teresa the one who told you?" Nancy asked. "It has nothing to do with Teresa, Nancy. I'm a man, and I can tell from one glance that that man does not have good intentions. And I know from that encounter that both of you are far more involved than you let on. You'd better stay away from him." If it were not for the fact that they were being scrutinized by a crowd of guests right now, Nancy would have rolled her eyes at this. Spencer was calling her a whore under the facade of looking out for her. What the hell was wrong with this man? If he were truly as sharp as he pretended to be, why did it take him so long to see past Teresa's act and discover her true colors? Nancy was silent. Spencer took this as a sign that she was mulling his words over, so he added, "If you really want to get m
Nancy froze when she heard this. Yoana, knowing that her words had struck a chord, continued triumphantly, "He was imprisoned for four years abroad. Why else do you think I called off the engagement?" Yoana had never even met Yaacob before this. Her parents were the ones who had set her up with him. In this day and age, the rich no longer needed to marry their children off for wealth anymore, but more so for connections. It was precisely because of this that they had to pay more attention to the men they were marrying their daughters off to. Yaacob was not from Athenapolis, but rumors had it that his mother, who hailed from somewhere down south, was the heiress to a substantial family fortune. Since the Yack family had been considering expanding their business down south, they had set up this marriage with Yaacob's grandmother. The only reason that Yaacob and Yoana had never met was because the Getson family claimed he was serving in the military overseas and would only ret
"Ms. Nancy!" All of a sudden, Mrs. Lowe's voice rang out from behind Nancy, startling her. She quickly drew her hand back from the doorknob. "Ms. Nancy, this room is no longer yours. Ms. Teresa has converted it to a closet now, but we've prepared another bedroom for you to sleep in." Mrs. Lowe, who clearly pitied Nancy for this, added, "You were gone for so long that… Sir and Madam didn't think you'd ever return." Nancy's heart clenched when she heard this. She had left the Lawson family out of anger, but she never once thought that her family would get rid of everything to do with her. Her family, her husband, and even the only space in this house that truly belonged to her were all gone! One did not need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what Teresa and Spencer were doing in her room. The audacity! However, Nancy suppressed her rage and sorrow instead. She followed Mrs. Lowe obediently to the guest bedroom, where she spent the night. When she woke up the next morning
In the end, Nancy had no choice but to follow Suzanne to her lunch meeting. After putting on the dress Suzanne had prepared for her, she would constantly tug the hem of her skirt down every few seconds. How could her own mother prepare such a skimpy dress for her to wear to a blind date? If anything, it seemed more like she was trying to showcase her daughter as a product! While they were on their way, Nancy asked her mother, "Didn't you say that Grandpa is feeling better now?" "Well, he is doing better, but we still need to watch ourselves around him lest we accidentally set him off." With that, Suzanne could not help but remind Nancy again, "He still has no idea you and Spencer divorced, and if you really want the best for him, you should find a good man to settle down with so as not to worry him. Don't forget that you were the reason he even got a stroke in the first place." Nancy clenched her hands into fists. Her grandfather was her only weakness! He was the kindes
Meanwhile, inside the room, Mr. Gordon had begun inching closer and closer to Nancy the moment Suzanne left. "Ms. Lawson, what do you like to do in your free time? Why don't we go to a sauna later after lunch? Or perhaps you'd like to go swimming? I'm sure that with your figure, you'd look stunning in a bikini." With that, the sleazy man reached out and laid a hand on Nancy's thigh. The next moment, he whipped his hand back as though he had been electrocuted and let out a shriek. "Ouch!" Nancy had placed a piece of piping hot pork chop, which had been sizzling on the charcoal grill, right on top of his hand. Mr. Gordon blew on his red, swollen hand. "What the hell did you just do?" "Teaching you a lesson!" Nancy placed the charcoal grill in front of her in warning. Mr. Gordon was not at all intimidated by this. He snarled, "Who the hell do you think you are? You're not the superstar you used to be anymore! I only decided to give you a chance for your sister's sake. Everyone
"Let me be frank with you. Your mother brought you here so you can sleep with me. Did you honestly think this was a blind date? The entire Athenapolis knows you're just an abandoned toy, and I just want to have my turn at you. There's a project that requires my signature to seal the deal, so you'd better do what's right for your family!" Nancy's head was buzzing. Mr. Gordon had slapped her so hard that her ears were ringing, yet at the same time, his words were as clear as day. She knew for a long time that her mother did not like her. Although her grandfather had adopted her and requested everyone in the family to treat her the same as they did Teresa, she knew that Suzanne never warmed up to her presence. How could you possibly compare a stranger's daughter to your own? In the past, when her grandfather was still in charge, neither of them dared to show their true colors, but now… Nancy never once thought that her parents would one day sell her out just for a company projec
The next thing Nancy knew, she was at the police station. The waitress had called the cops, and Yaacob was the one who bailed Nancy out after her interrogation. Mr. Gordon, on the other hand, had been sent to the hospital with no news. There was no guarantee that the doctors could save him or not. Nancy's heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. Mr. Gordon was a rich and powerful man, so much so that even the Lawsons were eager to get on his good side. Knowing this, Nancy would surely get into big trouble for what she had done. She never thought that Yaacob would even be able to bail her out. As she followed him to the police station entrance, she could not help asking, "Is anything going to happen to me?" "Well, they're still trying to save that David Gordon guy, so we have no idea what's the extent of the injury yet. However, judging from his family's reaction, they'll certainly make you pay for what you did, no matter the severity," Yaacob said this so cas
The process for the registration of marriage was surprisingly easy. All they needed to do was bring along their identification, fill in some papers, and sign. However, since it was such a spontaneous decision, they did not even have the time to go for a premarital body checkup. As they emerged from the courthouse, Nancy clutched the papers tightly in her hands, trying to fathom what had happened. She could not believe it. That was her second marriage! She stared at the picture of herself and Yaacob on the paper. The man's face and name were totally foreign to her, and yet they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. Nancy was so engrossed in the photo that she missed a step and almost tumbled off the steps. Fortunately, Yaacob reached out to catch her just in time, and she landed against his well-toned chest. "I look better in real life than in photos, so there's no need for you to worry. You have plenty of time to admire this handsome face. As for now, pay atte