Outside the villa, Ron was just about to choke the life out of Anne when a crew of large bodyguards surrounded him. He was visibly jolted. Before he could react to the situation, he heard someone speak in a low, commanding voice, “Take the girl.” The person speaking was referring to Willow, Ron’s ex-secretary mistress. The bodyguards sprang to the task immediately and apprehended her. Willow cried out, her voice filled with panic, “Ron, help!” Carl commanded sharply, “Strangle her.” The bodyguard complied. Blood rushed to Willow’s face as the bodyguard wrapped his arms around her neck. She began to whimper helplessly as she stared at Ron with her eyes widened. Carl stepped forward, stopping between Willow and Ron. He glanced at Anne who was near passing out by this point. Then, he smiled tauntingly and asked, “Ron, why don’t we find out who can finish the job faster?” Ron was horrified and furious. He roared, "Carl! Let Willow go!" Carl tucked his hands in
"Ron is the only one who would believe that you love him.” Carl took a step back. He wore an amused look on his face the entire time but it was clear that there was nothing but stark disdain in his eyes as he looked at the mistress. "Don't look at me like that. I’ve seen countless types of women and you’re the type that I hate the most.” Willow froze and did not know how to respond. Carl ignored her, then he turned around and went toward the parking lot. Anne had brought the two children to her car. Ron, on the other hand, was carried into Carl’s car. Two of his bodyguards carried him and shoved him into the backseat. Carl was not in any particular hurry to leave. As he slowly approached his car, he shot a casual glance at a stationary vehicle parked nearby. He made eye contact with Sherry through the car windows. He winked at her. Sherry jerked backward. With that, Carl got into his car. Soon, both his car and Anne's drove out of the compound. After
Sherry wore a quiet frown. She briskly opened the door and stepped inside the house with Caprice in her arms. John followed her into the house with the food in hand. He placed the container on the table and opened it, releasing the aroma of the food into the house. He turned to Sherry and repeated the same thing. “Caprice ordered these for you, come on and eat.” Caprice urged her to eat as well. “Mommy, it’s very tasty, come on and eat it!” Sherry hesitated briefly, then she approached with Caprice still in her arms. John noticed her apprehension and immediately stepped away from the dining table and retreated to the couch in the living room. Sherry sat down at the dining table with Caprice on her lap. It was a gourmet meal with a vast variety of seafood, chicken, and pork ribs. Aside from that, Caprice even ordered drinks and dessert that she knew her mother would like. The food was mouth-watering. Even though Caprice already ate, she still gulped when sh
Sherry woke up at the crack of dawn before the alarm went off. She woke up with an irritable feeling in her chest. The accumulated emotions from yesterday had carried over. She got out of bed, showered, and dressed as usual. When Caprice woke up, she helped Caprice shower and helped her dress as well. With that, she led Caprice outside. John was already waiting for them by the entrance as usual. When he noticed the pair stepping out of the house, he greeted them with a warm and charming smile, "Morning." ‘Morning my *ss!’ Sherry shot an unnecessarily rude glare at him, then she continued trotting away without acknowledging him. John grimaced and followed. They went to Caprice’s favorite breakfast place. Sherry sat down and put Caprice on her lap. John went to order food for them before joining them at the table. “You look like you’re in a bad mood. Did you not sleep well last night?" he asked innocently. Caprice made a look at him, sensing that he
Without Ron, Aiden, and Caden around, there was a marked improvement in terms of work efficiency throughout the company. This improvement was not only seen in Sherry’s department but in other departments as well. Lisa and Carl rarely showed up over the next few days as they were busy dealing with the aftermath of the scandal. Sherry only saw Lisa once over the next two days and never saw Carl at all. Fortunately, the details of the two projects he signed on had been worked out. The departments were coordinating as they should and things were progressing smoothly. Sherry returned to her usual routine. She would go to work every day and return home on time where she would spend time with Caprice before they went to bed. She hardly paid any attention to John. This evening, Sherry left the office as usual after she finished up her work for the day. She drove past several junctions and swerved into the apartment compound where she lived. After she got out of the car, sh
Sherry flinched. John smirked. The old man commended Caprice with a pleasant smile, "What a thoughtful girl. Go ahead and choose a pair you like." Caprice climbed off Sherry’s arms. The counter was just a little too tall for her. She could barely look at the designs but clutched at them nonetheless, and she ended up taking nearly two dozen bracelets. She seemed very satisfied with her choice and announced, “I’ll be taking this!” Sherry remained silent the entire while. The old stall owner was enchanted by the child’s adorable and innocent demeanor. John stepped forward and thanked the old man with a smile, “We’ll have it in a bag, thank you.” The old man obliged. “Alright.” He took out a bag and tossed the brackets Caprice picked out into the bag. John’s hands were full at this point so Sherry ended up having to take the bag for him. She made sure to pay for it as well. After that, she took Caprice into her arms again. The child was beaming with prid
Caprice was sleeping soundly in her arms. She slung Caprice over her shoulders, leaving both of her hands free. She turned toward the trash cans and fumbled around in the dark. After a while, she was done. She stepped away and walked toward the lobby, making sure that Caprice was asleep the entire time. She stepped into the lobby that was illuminated with ceiling lights. John, who had been standing by his car the entire time, noticed that when Sherry approached the trash cans, her wrist was still filled with bracelets. However, her wrist was empty now. He took a deep breath and furrowed his brows. After Sherry had gone out of sight, he approached the trash cans. He opened them and inspected what was inside. There was scarcely any light, so he could see nothing but stinky piles of domestic waste. He furrowed his brows and stretched his hand out. With an exasperated sigh, he dug his hands into the garbage and began shoveling around. Soon, he tossed the co
Sherry was confused by these discussions. She scrolled up several pages before she saw the video at last. She tapped into the video to play it. The first person she recognized immediately was John. He was squatting in front of a pile of garbage and rummaging through it. She felt her fingers stiffening as she could not fathom what she was seeing. He was with two of his bodyguards, all three of them were digging through the garbage as if searching for treasure. She watched completely aghast as the trio turned over piles of rotten garbage with their naked hands without gloves. Despite it all, John still looked refined and handsome. His shirt was completely unstained the entire time. Still, Sherry could only wonder how much he must have stunk. She had only stood by the trash can for a while but she could still smell the nasty stench after she headed upstairs with Caprice. To think that John had been rummaging through the trash for an hour... What was he up to? Did h