"I have some connections with the head of the museum that displays Mr. Lucas' works and the designer himself. After finding out that I was going to let my wife meet my family for the first time, he specially loaned this dress to me so my wife could wear it. Do you somehow think that the wife of Yaacob Getson cannot even afford to wear a legitimate designer dress?" Yaacob emphasized the word 'family' so that it sounded more serious. In a way, he was trying to make this sound like Serena had crossed the entire Getson family with her wrongdoing rather than Nancy alone. Since Damon had already revealed to the public that Yaacob was his son, to look down on Yaacob meant to look down on the richest man! Serena was horrified by this. "It wasn't me! It was Vivian who said that!" With that, she turned back to search the crowd and finally found the girl in glasses who she claimed to be a designer. "Vivian, tell them what you said to me. didn't you say that Mr. Lucas made only one of thes
Nancy was so engrossed in her thoughts that once again, she lost her footing and almost fell. Thankfully, Yaacob managed to catch her just in time. "What's wrong?" he asked, staring at her. "I… I couldn't keep my balance." Yaacob glanced at her shoe. Then, he kneeled down and began inspecting her ankle. Nancy froze. She did not expect him to get on his knees just to check her feet in front of all these people. She tried to pull him to stand again, but he grabbed hold of her calf and lifted her feet up, then took off her heels. "What… What are you doing?" "You sprained your ankle. Don't even bother wearing heels anymore. It's not like you need them!" Clutching her heels, he then bent down to pick her up in his arms. That was his second time carrying her like this, aside from the first night they spent together as a married couple. This time, however, things felt entirely different from the last. Nancy remembered feeling both nervous and excited at the prospect of mak
Nancy finished getting ready at lightning speed, picked out a presentable outfit, and finally strode out the bedroom door. By the time she went downstairs, however, she was dismayed. Damon had already left. "Hey… where's your father?" Nancy asked Yaacob. "He left." "Already?" Nancy scratched her head in puzzlement, then asked, hoping Yaacob's answer would be the one she wanted to hear. "Did he see me just now?" "Of course he did," Yaacob replied in all honesty. "He even warned me not to tire you out in the future." How humiliating! "Why didn't you tell me your father was coming? I didn't know, and if I had known, I would've put in some effort to look presentable. How embarrassing," Nancy blamed him. "How was I supposed to tell you when you're knocked out?" "You could've woken me!" "Are you sure you wouldn't have beat me up for waking you before noon?" Nancy could not come up with a comeback for this. He was right. She was a heavy sleeper with a temper, and definit
Nancy had intended to keep things under wraps and pretend she never found that packet of condoms, but now, she realized that it was impossible for her to ignore all this. She was too disgusted by this. "I need to go out for some fresh air!" Nancy tossed her books onto the desk and stormed out of the room. Yaacob glanced at her retreating figure, then at Xander. "What did you do?" "Nothing. I wouldn't dare touch her again, not after what you did to me," Xander said as he took a napkin to wipe the lipstick stain from his neck. "You missed a spot, Mr. Jenkins. Here, let me help you." Lisa approached him, but Yaacob stopped her, "Lisa, go check on Nancy and see if she needs anything. Order her something if she's hungry." "Okay, Mr. Getson." Lisa begrudgingly tore herself away from Xander and stepped out of the room. As soon as she left, Yaacob turned to Xander. "Don't do this in my office. It ruins the atmosphere." "Are you seriously trying to ruin my vibes, Yaacob?" Xander p
By the time Yaacob and Xander finally arrived, the two women were still entangled. Of course, Anna had the upper hand. Lisa's entire face lit up when she saw them. She mustered all the strength she had in her to shove Anna aside, then stood up and sprinted right toward Xander. "Save me, Mr. Jenkins!" Anna, who was sprawled on the ground, was even more outraged to see Lisa running right into Xander's arms. "You bitch! Let go of him!" "Help me, Mr. Jenkins. Your wife is a psycho! She's trying to kill me! My whole body hurts!" Lisa shrieked. Her face was covered in dust, her hair was matted, and her shirt was untucked. She, however, was unaware of this and thought she still looked attractive to Xander. Just as she was about to plaster her dirty face against his chest, Xander reached out and tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Tsk tsk. What a sight you are!" He turned to glance at Anna. "Enough." The sight of him sticking up for another woman infuriated Anna. "Xa
Yaacob could tell she was making a jab at him. He raised his brows quizzically, "What do you think is going on between me and Lisa?" "Your work is long and boring, and most of the time, lonely, so you need a hot secretary around to fill your time, don't you?" Nancy echoed what Lisa had told her. "Otherwise why did you hire someone like her?" "What do you mean, someone like her?" "You know what I'm trying to say." Nancy was unwilling to utter those nasty words. "The kind of woman that any man would want to sleep with!" Curvy and voluptuous! The kind of woman every man would kill to be with! Not to mention after their brief conversation, Nancy could deduce that Lisa had no other special talents besides her looks, so there was no way Yaacob could have hired her for her knowledge or executive skills. "The kind of woman any man would want to sleep with? Aren't you describing yourself?" Yaacob asked, and even teasingly squeezed Nancy's buttocks for good measure. "Hey, I'm being
In the end, Yaacob made Nancy a bowl of pasta with broccoli and cherry tomatoes on the side as decorations. "Wow… I didn't know you could cook so well. This looks like something out of a Michelin restaurant!" Nancy gasped. She usually had a rule of not eating after past five so she could keep her figure, but she was absolutely ravenous, having expended too much energy from the day's events. She had intended to just grab a bite, but Yaacob's pasta was so delicious that she slurped the entire plate up within minutes. All of a sudden, she recalled what she had promised Yaacob before they got married that she would cook him all kinds of fancy feasts once they got married. Thankfully, Yaacob seemed to have forgotten all about it! Nancy twirled some pasta on her fork and brought it next to Yaacob's mouth. "Here, have a bite." Yaacob, who had been texting furiously on his phone, opened his mouth to swallow the mouthful of pasta, then resumed typing. Finally, he pressed send. "Wh
"How are you going to find someone prettier than her?" Yaacob retorted, echoing exactly what Nancy was thinking. If it were not for the fact that they were in public, she would give him a big, wet kiss right that instant! Rosa's expression turned dark. "How can you be preoccupied with just her looks? Do you even have any idea how bad her reputation is right now? Not only is she divorced, but there have been rumors about her and Spencer dating back from years ago! Don't even let me begin with the dirty ways she used to rise to fame—sleeping with music directors, manipulating people, and she's even a druggie! She's just pretending to be innocent. Everyone in the entertainment industry knows just how manipulative she is! She stole her own sister's husband, for God's sake! Don't be fooled, Yaacob." Nancy was so infuriated that she almost leaped to her feet. It was one thing to accuse her of being manipulative, but another thing entirely to accuse her of doing drugs. Rosa was even