Although the dim lights inside Ante Bar made it difficult for Liam to see clearly, he could make out his wife sitting in the corner. However, he struggled to determine the gender of the person she held in her arms. The sight before him, coupled with the unsettling phone call, tangled his thoughts.With clenched fists, Liam lunged forward, catching Henry off guard. His fists were poised for action, but as soon as he realized that the person in Gwyneth's embrace was a woman, his hands froze mid-air. However, due to the momentum fueled by his earlier rage, he couldn't control his forward motion, and the sudden halt caused his arm to almost cramp up."Gwyneth!" Liam squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at the woman before him.Gwyneth sat slouched in the chair, her face flushed with a faint blush, her mouth slightly agape. Her eyes, half-lidded, shimmered with a gentle radiance.Her evident intoxication didn't require an explicit mention; it was apparent to anyone observant enough.
Liam gently laid Gwyneth on the bed and switched on the bedside lamp with care. The effects of alcohol and the plush mattress caused Gwyneth to release a few restless murmurs. Her voice, to Liam, sounded like a kitten playfully scratching at his desires.While in the car, Liam had managed to keep his emotions in check. But now, they resurfaced even stronger than before. Leaning forward, he rested his hands on either side of Gwyneth's head. However, as he observed her furrowed brows, a twinge of guilt washed over him. He chuckled self-deprecatingly at the thoughts that crossed his mind. 'When did I start becoming someone I hardly recognized?'After a brief hesitation, Liam decided to undo Gwyneth's shirt and pants one by one. If a servant were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked. Liam was known for his cleanliness, and yet he didn't seem to mind Gwyneth's soiled clothes, allowing her to lie on his bed. It was truly an unprecedented occurrence.As Gwyneth's pants
When Liam's soft, concerned voice reached Gwyneth's ears, it caught her off guard. Honestly, she couldn't remember the last time someone had shown genuine concern for her well-being.Gwyneth couldn't help but think that the Glen family treated her like a complete stranger, like an enemy wishing for her downfall. In contrast, this man had gone so far as to ask a friend to track her down simply because he couldn't reach her over the phone. While his behavior bordered on childish, it also warmed her heart. With that in mind, Gwyneth mustered a faint smile and was about to turn to Liam to express her gratitude.Little did she expect that the next words out of his mouth would make her feel incredibly embarrassed."Honey, I never expected you to change so much after getting drunk," Liam shifted in his seat to face Gwyneth, and their distance became uncomfortably close."Wh-What do you mean by that?" Gwyneth asked, her voice trembling."When I took you out of the bar, you held onto me ti
Upon seeing Henry in that condition, Gwyneth was not only stunned, but Liam was also taken aback.Gwyneth burst into the room, and Liam swiftly dragged Henry into the hallway, directly confronting him. "What did you do to that girl? Did you lay a hand on her?"Henry, still feeling a bit groggy, instantly snapped to attention at Liam's questioning tone. He realized that if he continued to appear disoriented, the misunderstanding could go out of hand quickly. He swiftly raised his hands and gestured toward his own shirt, speaking in a somewhat indignant voice, "I really didn't do anything to the girl in the room. She ended up vomiting all over me. Talk about terrible luck!"Hearing Henry's explanation, Liam couldn't help but chuckle. 'Looks like this girl is really Gwyneth's bestie. Both of them seemed to exhibit similar reactions when they were in drunken state.'Meanwhile, Gwyneth had already rushed inside only to discover that it was a suite room. Aubrey was peacefully asleep in o
"What's going on?"Gwyneth wasn't surprised to see signs of trouble at Glen Corporation. However, she was a bit taken aback by how quickly the other party had taken action. She couldn't help but think about how impatient they were. Nevertheless, when she looked at it from a broader perspective, she realized that it actually worked in her favor.Wesley unfolded the documents and placed them on the table. His expression grew serious as he spoke, "I've discovered that someone within Glen Corporation has leaked confidential information and is selling it on the black market."Gwyneth furrowed her brow upon hearing Wesley's words. She carefully reviewed the documents once more, confirming that the information disclosed in the files was only accessible to shareholders. Instinctively, she tapped her fingers on the table, and after a few seconds, she turned on her computer screen.Wesley stood there, completely awestruck. He didn't dare to take a breath as he watched Gwyneth's fingers swift
"Gaspard..." Gwyneth hit the play button, and within the first second of the footage, she caught sight of her father, Gaspard Glen.Wesley stood silently by her side, his expression marked by a sense of solemnity.A tinge of red flickered in Gwyneth's eyes, and her hand, resting on the table, gradually clenched into a fist as she mustered the patience to keep watching. Only when the video came to an end did she release a deep sigh.The surveillance camera had been strategically positioned at the entrance of Glen Corporation. In addition to the regular influx of employees, primarily from the marketing department, the video revealed an alarming trend—Gaspard appeared as the most frequent visitor.The fact that Gaspard's visits exceeded even that of employees responsible for market operations was deeply unsettling. Despite his former CEO status at Glen Corporation, Gaspard still retained his position as a shareholder. In conventional companies, shareholders rarely made personal appear
Elizabeth's voice quivered as she spoke, her words choked with emotion, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She was truly terrified in that moment, so much so that after uttering those words, she instinctively took two steps back.Liam hadn't expected such a strong reaction from Elizabeth. The intensity of her response only confirmed the inner turmoil she was experiencing. When people became anxious, their voices often rose involuntarily, a subconscious attempt to convince others.Liam's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously as he recalled Gwyneth's previous explanation about the distinction between burn and scald scars. Taking a stride forward with his long legs, he parted his thin lips slightly and spoke in a calm tone. "Lately, I've been looking into burn scars and I've discovered that they can actually be completely eliminated."Liam's tone, though devoid of emotion, sent shivers down Elizabeth's spine. His words abruptly halted her feigned tears. She lifted her head, gazi
Gwyneth stared at the hideous scar in the mirror, lost in thought. It had been ages since she had taken a close look at it. The scar ran horizontally across her abdomen, starting from the front and stretching toward her side, even reaching further toward her back.Gwyneth pursed her lips and delicately traced her fingertips along the scar. It no longer elicited any pain, but the fact that she had been young when her skin was burned meant that the nerves beneath the scar had suffered damage. As a result, whenever her scar was touched, she would experience a peculiar sensation—a constant reminder that her nerves had not yet fully recovered.Gwyneth vividly remembered the moments of her treatment back then, when she was in a semi-conscious state, hearing the elderly doctor with graying hair speak slowly. 'It will likely take many years for the texture of her skin and the nerves inside to fully heal,' he had said.Just a little over a decade had passed since then, so it made sense that