Gideon's POV
At dusk, the Evans family's specialized plane also landed back home. I gently opened my eyes. Maybe only when I'm up here will I really have time to rest.
During one year of my work, I hardly had any vacation time. I tried to shorten the company's three-year foreign market expansion plan to one year. The plan is progressing extremely well, with several large orders coming in consecutively.
“Open a meeting, convene all departments of the corporation.”
As soon as I stepped off the plane, I headed straight to the company. The achievements of the past year were implemented, successfully expanding foreign markets and doubling domestic production lines.
The whole company was immersed in good news. The staff directly booked a luxury restaurant to celebrate, planning to not get drunk then not go home tonight. The discussion in the meeting seemed to have no end.
As for me, I propped my head up, my thoughts had long since flown elsewhere. Looking at the watch on my hand, the time was running out, Leo must have taken Dahlia home already.
I stood up and adjusted my vest. Immediately, all eyes in the meeting room focused on me.
Baron spoke first: "Gideon, will you stay and celebrate with everyone tonight?"
I was a little lost and refused: "Everyone keep organizing. I have work."
I went down to the basement, didn't wait for the driver to arrive, then drove home directly. I couldn't wait any longer. My heart wanted to quickly see Dahlia, hug her, kiss her sweet lips.
The Evans mansion had already strung up the lights and flowers, and finished arranging everything. As soon as the car pulled up, I saw the entire Evans family waiting at the door. They all rushed into the yard, led by Mrs. Evans. Stepping out of the car, I scanned everywhere, but Dahlia was not there.
I looked at Mrs. Evans: “Where is Dahlia?”
My mother smiled, her tone was gentle: “That girl is playing the angry game again. You’re skinny again.”
I nodded a few times, bowing slightly so my mother could see me more clearly. Waiting until I said a few words of comfort to her, I glanced at Leo. Leo avoided my eyes, seemed guilty and looked down. This makes me uncomfortable. Tell him to go pick up Dahlia, why is he still here? And Dahlia is nowhere to be found?
Baron Ermintrude's group came to my house. They said without me the party wouldn't be happy. Each person carried several barrels of wine, including white wine and red wine, both expensive luxuries. It was about ten o'clock in the evening, but the Evans family's living room and kitchen were both lit.
I continued to be pulled in by my mother to talk.
“This time, when you come back, do you still want to go again?”
I tried to cope, but from the moment I entered the house, I was a bit lost. I acutely discovered that everything related to Dahlia had completely disappeared and was nowhere to be seen. In the living room there was originally a painting of me and her painted by herself, and other paintings, wall hooks and a few sofa pillows she liked to lie on. All are invisible.
I withdrew my gaze, my voice a bit low: "Why did Dahlia suddenly move out?"
My mother was stunned, but quickly regained her usual gentleness: "Just a little angry. Wait for you to comfort her, then she will naturally come back."
My thoughts were lost somewhere else: "I'm going up to change clothes."
I glanced slightly at Leon. He understood so he followed.
In the library on the second floor, I sat on a chair, looking at the jewelry I had fought so hard to buy just for Dahlia. Currently, it is still intact and returned to my hands.
“Why is that?”
Leo stammered: "Miss Green said... take this jewelry back and tell you to give it to someone you like."
I frowned and was silent for a few seconds: "How childish!"
Leo opened his mouth slightly to say something but stopped. I also don't want to hear any more of what Dahlia sent me.
"Where is she now?"
“At her mother's apartment.”
I was stunned, my palms suddenly sweated. Before, Dahlia and I were together for two reasons. One is that I need someone to stand in the way of my family wanting me to marry a noble lady. Second, Dahlia needs a large amount of money to treat her mother's illness.
I only met Dahlia's mother once. After that, work got so busy that I no longer knew what her mother was like and which hospital she was currently transferring to for treatment.
Up until now, every time Dahlia was angry, she would go to a five-star hotel and wait for me to bring someone to comfort her. Currently, she returns to her mother's house. There's something very strange that makes me feel uneasy.
“Give me the cell phone.”
Leo passed the phone over. I quickly looked for Dahlia's number, but on the phone there was the system sound. The other party was in a shutdown state. I frowned, decided to call again, the situation was still the same.
Leo reassured: "It's possible that she changed her mobile number."
I turned to social networks, only to discover that Dahlia had blocked me. Feeling uneasy and angry, I lowered my voice: "Call butler Silas."
While waiting for the butler Silas, I searched for a way to contact Dahlia, wandered around, and found that I didn't know anything. I don't know her friends, I don't know where she's going.
“Sir Evans.” The butler stood respectfully to one side.
“What is Dahlia's new phone number?” I asked straight to the point.
The butler was a bit confused and immediately replied: "I'll go investigate immediately."
I nodded. Butler Silas and Leo quickly went out at the same time before I got angry.
I sat alone in the library, feeling more and more unable to control my temper. Remembering the situation on the phone just now, I squinted my eyes and stared at the phone, speechless. Nine years later, as long as I return, Dahlia will be like a shadow next to me.
I know, at this moment, I really want to meet Dahlia.
Up to now, I have always belonged to the action side. When I affirm something, I will do it immediately. So I stood up and decided to go find her.
Before leaving the library, I noticed something was missing on the wall.
“Someone touched my library?”
The servant said in fear: “It was Miss Green who touched it. Before Ms. Green left the house, she went into this room and took away a lot of things."
“Bring what?”
“It looks like a painting.”
I immediately remembered that in my library there were many paintings by Dahlia. Now they are nowhere to be found. Looking at the empty spots on the wall, I was immediately annoyed.
“Go find her.”
Dahlia's POVI looked at myself in the mirror. I was currently wearing a black silk shirt, exuding sophistication, sexiness, and mystery. Sighing, I was finally seduced by Esther. A few minutes ago, because she wanted me to be in a better mood, she invited me to the bar.“You go alone. I'm not going anywhere.” I want to stay at home and heal my emotions.“Do you know what the theme of this bar is?” Esther makes a killer move."What topic?"“Ancient Greek mythology!”I suddenly fell silent. When it comes to Ancient Greek mythology, many people probably think it is pure and beautiful. But actually it has a lot of dark sides. For art students like me, that mysterious dark side of art attracts me.I lengthened the corners of my eyes, completing my makeup. I shed the gentle gentleness of the past, replacing it with a bold charm. I grabbed my waist-length jacket and went downstairs to Esther's car.As soon as Esther saw me, her eyes lit up: “You surprised me. Tell me, if Mr. Evans saw you w
Gideon's POVAt the Evans mansion,I returned home again after not finding Dahlia at her mother's house. Going upstairs, I wanted to change into the suit I'd been wearing all day, pulling my tie aside. The white shirt collar opens arbitrarily, the first two buttons are no longer buttoned.For four seasons a year, I dress like this. Dahlia created this habit for me. She told me to look neat and presentable. But gradually, these outfits make people feel unapproachable, serious and scared.I don't care about that, nor do I care about the words of Dahlia's best friend that I accidentally heard:"Gideon Evans, this type of man has a few words written all over his face: determined not to love, let money drink, lives alone so girls want him."In short: "If he has money, he doesn't have feelings."But I'm not that kind of person. I am extremely lucky to have outstanding ability and outstanding appearance. Therefore, I am so used to being surrounded by so many people. However, my eyes were onl
Dahlia's POV“Don't go next time. I don't like it."In the past, what Gideon liked or didn't like became the principle for me to do everything. If Gideon doesn't like it, I won't touch it. If Gideon likes it, I will definitely like it too.However, at present, when I hear that sentence, deep inside I have a feeling of wanting to rebel:"But I like it."Gideon quickly frowned. Obviously, my sudden opposition made him unhappy:“There will be no next time.”Having finished speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair to rest, probably wanting to end this topic.Immediately I felt no longer interested. I also don't want to waste time arguing that going to bars is my freedom and has nothing to do with him.The two of us are like a picture. Everyone wants to put the brush to paper and draw. One person draws at the top. One person draws on the tail. And there's a faint ink stain in the middle. I looked out the window, it seemed like when I understood the problem, the memories be
Dahlia's POVThe next morning, my head hurt like it was about to split. I woke up quite early, watered the flower beds outside, meticulously took care of them, and then prepared to go to the company.Outside, Faye was picked up by her family. Last night Gideon spoke up, so the Evans family didn't dare keep her here. When she left, I leaned against the hallway pillar in the yard, holding my arm and looking at her.Fate is such a magical coincidence. A week ago Baron, her brother, was standing in the same place watching me leave the Evans house. Then a week later, I was standing here, watching Faye leave just like that.However, my heart is no longer the same as before, and I don't feel like there's anything worth being proud of. I'm in the position of someone who proactively breaks up to keep some dignity for myself. And Faye stubbornly wanted to take my place.While I was having breakfast, Gideon's car pulled into the yard. His car is a large Maybach. When parked on the grass in the y
Dahlia's POVI never thought that Gideon would appear at my door. I stood there dumbfounded, my limbs felt like they were being pressed into acupuncture points, not knowing where the sound came from:“Why did you come here?”Gideon initially looked unhappy, his eyes carrying many disappointed thoughts, but then suddenly the corners of his lips raised. Even though the curvature amplitude is very small, I can still see the change. He calmed down and seemed to be in a slightly better mood.We stood across from each other, facing each other but not talking. In a quiet place at night like this, the atmosphere becomes one of meeting old people who haven't seen each other for a long time.I didn't move, neither did Gideon. Both are struggling and silently fighting in our minds. In the end, he was the one who intentionally took a step forward, wanting to shorten our distance. But I didn't consciously take a step back.Gideon immediately stopped, his eyes filled with confusion, then revealed a
Dahlia's POVI've been with Mr. CEO Gideon Evans for over nine years, with what status I don't know anymore. Gideon has never revealed me to everyone. They told me I was just a sugar baby, a lucky gold digger that he noticed.I looked at the expensive watch that was bought with the money I saved from contest prizes from my work. This was what I wanted to use to propose to Gideon. But he was on business trips all year round, running a company abroad, so he didn't have the opportunity to receive it. And so will the future. Because I chose to leave him.I put the watch in the cabinet box and looked back at the room I lived in for nine years for the last time.Yesterday, Gideon's mother told me some shocking news.“Gideon will marry the young lady of the Ermintrude family. If you're smart, get out of here quickly. Don't make yourself the butt of our jokes.”I endured Gideon's mother's disdainful eyes. For nine years, no matter how hard I tried, I could not please this lady. Right now, I w
Dahlia’s POV“Dahlia, do you really consider yourself a princess? If it weren't for you weren't so thick-skinned at the Evans house, then Mr. Evans went home a long time ago.”I stiffened my whole body. In the past half a year, Gideon has never returned home. If they want to find out the reason, it's probably because of me that he don't want to go home.Baron was much taller than me, so the slap just now was extremely cruel, causing me so much pain that I was dizzy. Is it true that if Gideon had shown me some respect, Baron wouldn't have dared to do that to me today?I swallowed my tears and tried to say each word:“This slap… I will remember it well.”Baron frowned, his voice even more contemptuous:“Leaving the Evans house, you're nothing. Do you remember well? So what? If you have the courage, never come back here.”I clenched my fist, my nails digging deep into my skin, making me even more alert. I know clearly that not receiving Gideon's love means that once I leave here, I will
Gideon's POVLate at night, Glory Avenue is deserted,I closed my eyes and rested in the car after just finishing the negotiation with my partner. The long distance from the restaurant to the hotel made me even more tired, but Leo's voice did not stop.Leo Harris has been my valuable assistant since I recently took over the Evans family's somewhat declining company. At a time when everyone suspected my business would go bankrupt, only Leo devoted all his heart and soul to helping me build a fortune.Leo took the meeting report, compiled it all, and gave it to me to sign. When Leo was about to leave the front row and move to the back row, I spoke up to stop him:"Anything else?"Leo's breathing suddenly decreased, extremely gentle but intermittent. Perhaps the longer time goes by, the more I hone my bravery, and also improve my nature of oppressing others.Leo bowed his head slightly and pondered:“Everything went smoothly, nothing unexpected happened to the plan.”I frowned, calculati