“Cecelia Shayne, what’s going on with you and that man of yours? Why did you come running to my place in the middle of the night?” Grace Turner, with a pair of panda eyes, stared at the person who called her at around 1 a.m. to pick her up, and after coming into her house, remained silent the whole time, but her face became increasingly red. It was now almost 4 a.m., and the girl seemed to have no intention of sleeping. It was okay if she was not going to sleep, but could she at least say

“Severe case of alcohol allergy. Fortunately, the patient was delivered here in time. If it was a few minutes later, she would be gone.” Grace almost fainted. “Is she going to be okay?” “We did a gastric lavage on her, so she’s in the clear for now and about to be transferred to the ward.” Grace’s anxiety finally gave way a little. Fortunately, she was alright. If anything happened to her, even if she committed the ritual suicide ‘seppuku’, it would not be enough to make up for her error

After Yvette passed away, the old lady brought up William and Natalie. The old lady treated the pair of siblings more closely than the rest of the grandchildren and even had the intention of handing over the position of family head to William since the beginning. If the old lady really did that, she would end up leading a miserable life at the Sandler family. Therefore, she must not face William head-on at the moment. As the saying went, tears were a woman’s greatest weapon. Juliana had alwa

It had been twenty years since then, and there was not a single night he did not dream of it. The old lady sighed, “Forget it. We’ll not talk about unhappy things. If it’s urgent, you should leave now.” The corners of William’s lips curved up, and he left. When he arrived at the door, Horton and Juliana still stood there arguing with the servants. William refused to let Juliana enter, but Horton insisted on letting her in. For Juliana, he was not afraid to lose face. When the servants

He deliberately schooled his face into a blank look and nodded, “Yes.” “I knew it!” Cecelia was exasperated. “Look at me, why am I so stupid! How could I actually forget something as important as applying for leave?” Speaking of which, Cecelia glared at the man indignantly, “I forgot to apply for leave because I was feeling unwell, what about you? Why can’t you apply on my behalf? You’re so close with the president, why didn’t you think of applying leave for me? Now that I’m fired, our famil