When Hailey had left, Theodore called his secretary in."Mr. Bassett, you called?""Throw it all away."The secretary took a moment to realize that his boss was referring to the lunchboxes on the table. "Okay.""In the future, do not let her come to the office without my permission.""But Madam Sara is the one who told Ms. Godfrey to come. If Madam Sara tells her to come again …"Theodore looked coldly at the secretary and said accusingly, "Am I the president of Bassett Corporation, or is it Madam Sara?"The secretary jumped and broke out in a cold sweat.Luckily, Clark returned then and immediately told the secretary to clean up and get out. When they were out of the office, he scolded the secretary. "Is this your first day working here? Don't you know who's in charge at Bassett Corporation? Don't you know what the boss hates the most is when people use Madam Sara against him?"The secretary had turned white. "But Clark, Ms. Godfrey said that she and the boss are childhood

The next morning, Willow stepped out of the elevator and into the hotel lobby. She then spotted Matthew waiting in the lounge.Willow quickly approached him and apologized, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Matthew."Glancing at the time, she added, "Was I late? I thought we agreed on meeting at 9:30 pm?"The truth was, she and Matthew were planning to house-hunt together. Since leaving Strand Villa, Willow had been looking for a new place. Unfortunately, the lawsuit had been keeping her occupied. Now that the case was resolved, she could finally focus on finding her new residence. Conveniently, Matthew's friend had a room available in an apartment.Smiling, Matthew reassured her, "You're not late. I came early to avoid traffic.""On a Saturday? Isn't it unlikely to have traffic jams?" Willow questioned in confusion."I guess it slipped my mind." Matthew chuckled."Looks like even great attorneys make mistakes," Willow teased.Matthew simply smiled in response. He suggested, "Shall

Despite Helen's miserliness, greed, and penchant for gambling, she had instilled valuable lessons in her children—especially Cedar, whose strong sense of morality and fairness even made Helen fear his judgment.Compared to Helen, Cedar wouldn't hesitate to confront Theodore if he discovered that the latter was harassing Willow while engaged. Cedar cared little for Theodore's status as the president of Bassett Corporation, let alone being a billionaire.Understanding Cedar's resolute character, Willow ended the call with satisfaction. She expected Theodore's swift expulsion upon her return home.Half an hour later, Willow reached the street near her home. Striding toward the poker house, she noticed a "closed" sign hanging on the door. As she approached, the savory aroma of lasagna wafted through the air, bringing tears to her eyes. Throughout her three-year marriage with Quentin, Willow rarely visited her mother's house. Between her demanding job and Gina's displeasure with these

Willow sprinted until she reached an alley, where she stopped to catch her breath. She placed a hand on her chest and attempted to soothe her racing heart. Yet, Theodore's kiss kept replaying in her mind, and she could still feel the warmth lingering on her lips."There you are, Willow." Theodore's voice suddenly echoed from behind.Startled, Willow accidentally tripped over her own feet and let out a shriek. Luckily, a pair of strong arms caught her before she fell."Are you alright?" Theodore asked with genuine concern.Willow attempted to push him away, but her stumbling led her to unintentionally nestle into his embrace, her face resting against his chest.A brief silence filled the air.After a pause, Theodore remarked, "I didn't know you were more into my chest."Willow took a sharp breath at his words and inadvertently choked in response."Easy there." Theodore gently patted her back to help her catch her breath.With a flushed face, Willow shot back, "Who said I care a

Willow successfully ushered Theodore out of the house and toward the alley entrance.She kept talking as they walked. "Actually, Mr. Bassett, I was thinking of arranging another meeting before the project kicks off. It's for—"Her words were abruptly interrupted by a chilly voice. "Mrs. Jett didn't follow us."Willow cleared her throat, attempting to mask her embarrassment. Truth be told, there was no meeting scheduled.Theodore retrieved his phone and called his chauffeur. "I'm at the alley entrance. Come and pick me up."Once he ended the call, Willow swiftly remarked, "Since someone's coming to pick you up, I'll be on my way. I'll catch you in the next meeting, Mr. Bassett."As she prepared to leave, Theodore seized her arm and questioned, "You're the one who dragged me out here, and now you're leaving me alone?"Willow found herself speechless. "That's not what I mean …" "You're looking for some private time, right? Consider your wish granted," Theodore declared.Willow w