Reginald sat in the driver's seat, casting a sidelong glance at her hands. Seeing that she hadn't actually discarded the candy, his expression softened slightly. At least she had some sense.
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Wordsworth’s Consortium, as the most influential financial group in the PHOENIXFELL Empire, had its headquarters in a prime location in Phoenixfell City.
The CEO's office was spacious, with a color scheme of black and gray, exuding a luxurious yet mysteriously dark atmosphere.
Reginald stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and from his perspective, all that met his eyes were the industries of Wordsworth’s Consortium, including the harbor.
He stood there, tall and imposing, his back exuding an air of coldness.
On the desk behind him, a curved computer screen played a video. The footage showed a funeral parlor.
Heloise, dressed in a black dress, walked step by step from the funeral parlor, holding Harriet's ashes. Her
Heloise lifted her gaze, looking at Jane's swollen, tearful eyes. She said, "The reality is such. No matter how much you cry, it won't bring Harriet back. We should think about the next steps." "..." Alright. Jane wiped her tears and picked up the dishes for Heloise. "You're right, Miss. Now, I'm the only one serving you at Hyacinth Garden. It might not be enough. Should I talk to the young master and add another servant?" "No need," Heloise refused without a second thought. "Do you think the eyes on me aren't enough? Hyacinth Garden might be empty, but Reginald has eyes everywhere outside." "The young master is like that. Why does he always have so many people watching you? It's so uncomfortable," Jane sighed. Reginald made it clear; his possessiveness was strong. He was now guarding against any possibility of her escaping. Jane kept serving her food. Heloise felt a bit helpless. It was supposed to be a meal she invite
"Ha."Upon hearing this, Heloise stood there and couldn't help but laugh, her lips curved in a mocking arc.The teachers in the office all took a cold breath; Professor Campbell was the most untouchable professor in their law school. Any student who showed a hint of disrespect in front of him would face consequences.Yet, she dared to display such a smile.Indeed, when Heloise smiled, Professor Campbell's face immediately turned ugly, like the bottom of a pot. The veins on his forehead popped as he asked, "What are you laughing at?""Since the leadership knows that I can even pull in senators, do you think having a school leader for me is a difficult task?" Heloise responded with a smile, her clear eyes showing no sign of weakness."Bang!"Professor Campbell directly threw the teacup in his hand. "You are outrageous! Do you know who you are talking to? You dare to threaten me and still want to enter the law school? Dream on!"Without his approval, she could forget about entering the l
Heloise furrowed her brows, understanding that Reginald had misunderstood the situation."Reginald?"Darnell, still holding his injured arm, looked at Reginald in astonishment. How could he be here?"Weren't you holding hands tightly just now?" Reginald, still sitting in the car, continued to smile. "Why did you stop? Keep going.""I don't know him well," Heloise said coldly, holding the suitcase and moving to the side, increasing the distance between her and Darnell."Oh, really?" Reginald, sitting there, licked his lower teeth with a smirk. Placing one hand on the steering wheel, he said, "In that case, if I hit him to death, you shouldn't feel sorry, right?"As he spoke, a hint of bloodlust flashed in his eyes, and he forcefully accelerated towards Darnell.Darnell, wide-eyed and panicked, quickly moved to the side.Reginald continued, not turning but directly hit the wall, scraping past."Bang."Under the deafening sound, the front of the car almost deformed.In the chaos, Darnell
And then, this lifetime, she could never stand up again."..."Heloise silently looked at him, her eyes devoid of any fear, surprisingly calm.Jane had been listening outside the door and couldn't hold back anymore. She rushed in, kneeling down anxiously. "Young Master, please don't! Miss hasn't run away. If you break her legs like this, her life will be ruined."Breaking the legs of someone so young would add so much hardship to her future life."..."Interrupted, Reginald's face darkened.Ben quickly entered and pulled Jane out, saying, "What are you doing, Jane? You're asking for trouble. I haven't settled the matter of you helping someone impersonate and lure away the bodyguards. Get out!"Now Mr. Wordsworth is furious, staying here is courting death."What impersonation?"Jane was confused, but at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything. She resisted Ben's pulling and knelt on the ground, shouting, "Young Master, if you want to break someone's legs, break mine. Spare M
Heloise sat there, calmly looking at him. "Mr. Wordsworth, please continue. This way, I can owe you a little less."Settling the score, she wanted to lighten the atmosphere."..."Was she being sarcastic? Since she didn't escape, how could he bear to harm her?Reginald, feeling uncomfortable, cleared his throat and bent down to remove the bone lock. Her knee was already bruised, eliciting sympathy.He frowned, looking at her. "Ben didn't handle things well and implicated you. I'll have him beaten half to death to vent your anger."Shifting blame continued.Upon hearing this, Heloise felt like laughing. She looked into Reginald's eyes and said in a calm tone, "No need. Since I am Mr. Wordsworth's canary, you can do as you please. I have no grievances to express."The expression... She really doesn't know how to retort against others.Reginald sat down in front of her. "You shouldn't have met someone named Darnell."Shifting blame once more, claiming it was a mistake of fate."Should I
She once said that his one-handed matchstick-striking gesture was quite charming. Was she acting?Heloise really didn't want to bother with him, but he was pushing her step by step. She lifted her gaze, collided with his deep eyes, and said with a sly smile, "Mr. Wordsworth, how about I twist your knee bones a bit and then soothe you? What do you think?"To see how he would interpret the word "pretending" later on.She expected Reginald's face to turn even darker at this comment. However, he unexpectedly stared at her with a strange excitement in his eyes. The next moment, she was lifted up by him.Reginald held her, kicked the door open, and walked downstairs without a word. The living room was exceptionally quiet, illuminated by the light and the fragrance of hyacinth.The wheelchair downstairs was still not put away. Reginald put Heloise down and sat in the wheelchair, casually stepping on the coffee table. He reached down, rolled up his trouser leg to the knee, and then picked up
"You mind your own business," Reginald instantly tightened his grip on her, his voice hoarse and muffled. "Hyacinth Garden is my place. I love sleeping here, sleep here if I want, and sleep with you if I desire."He left, heading back to the Wordsworth’s.He can't sleep.Just wants to sleep beside her."..."Heloise ignored him, but Reginald persisted. His warm, thin lips slowly kissed her face in the darkness, trailing along the curve of her jaw and capturing her lips.His leg pressed against hers, causing Heloise a knee pain. She bit her lip, enduring the pain silently. She was accustomed to enduring pain.Reginald noticed, his hand sliding down, palm covering her knee. "Still hurting?""Yeah."Heloise didn't deny it; it indeed hurt."I'll take you back to the Wordsworth’s for a hot spring bath," Reginald suggested."No need, I want to sleep."She didn't care for the tactics of slapping and then offering a sweet. Heloise closed her eyes but found the hand on her knee slowly moving,
Heloise is quite ruthless.Abel is extremely hurt, looking at the pile of letters, "Aren't you going to take a look? These are all confessions from young men."Heloise sat there, impatiently pulled out a pen from her pencil case, removed the cap, and stabbed it into the desk. She did it gently, but the entire pen tip went into the table.Just like that, it went in!"..."Abel was shocked, his hair standing on end. The pain from that night at the night market instantly dominated him again. He quickly stood up to pack the boxes, preparing to leave.Suddenly, as if remembering something, Heloise turned her eyes towards him. "Are many people paying attention to me in school now?""Of course!" Abel excitedly exclaimed, "You exposed a member of parliament! Now everyone in the school knows your name. Your name is all over the first eight pages of the school forum, with threads carrying your name."Heloise held her book, looked outside for a moment, and saw both male and female students stari