"Oh no, what should we do? Maxwell even dared to send your grandmother to prison. Will we be next?" Jocelyn grew fearful.Ever since Agnes was taken away by the police last night, she hadn't slept a wink.Bridget also became worried and hastily asked, "Have all the medical records from my abortion been destroyed? We're finished if those are discovered!"Jocelyn was confident and reassured her. "Don't worry, that doctor is in the same boat as us. If she doesn't destroy them and the truth is exposed, she'll be doomed too! After all, she plays a crucial role in our deception!"Bridget still wasn't at ease and nervously asked, "What about Delia? She won't wake up, right? Dad took her to Regalton. Has she been treated yet?"Jocelyn chuckled. "That old hag is as good as dead. I had one of the maids who was close to her son ask. Even the experts in Regalton said there's no hope for her! She'll be in a vegetative state at most!""Good." Bridget breathed a sigh of relief. "Mom, don't worr

Zion had his doubts and sighed reproachfully. "If you were wronged, I would seek justice for you. But how could you let Maxwell go to such extremes? Your grandmother is well into her old age, yet she's being locked up. Even if she's released, society will frown upon her. She's still my mother!""What about me? Am I not your daughter?" Jennifer said with a heavy heart. "I didn't push Bridget. And where were you when Grandma locked me up and wanted to starve me to death? Did she view me as her granddaughter then?"Zion's tone grew stern. "Jennifer, this is our family's affair. It shouldn't be causing such a stir. Listen to me, have Maxwell release your grandmother. I can't bear to see your grandmother suffering in prison at her age.""Dad, I can't do anything about it." Jennifer looked disappointedly at Zion. "Besides, I don't want to."Zion grew anxious. He had only been away for two days, and the Yale family was in chaos, with some in prison and others having miscarriages.He look

"If you really wish to thank me, then you'll finish the food." Maxwell took the bowl and brought a spoonful of food to Jennifer's mouth. "Be a good girl and have some."Jennifer hesitated and gently pushed his spoon away. "Maxwell, what are we... really?"The sorrow in her eyes was evident as she said hoarsely, "My dad doesn't want me anymore. And soon, neither will you. You're being so good to me now, just like my dad was. But if you leave me too, I'll be even more miserable."Maxwell understood what she meant. But at the moment, he couldn't make any promises to her. After all, she hadn't been completely honest with him and told him who the man she had been hiding was.Maxwell hardened his heart. "Rachel has depression. I... can't abandon her."Jennifer's chest tightened at his word. She didn't know if Rachel really had depression. But it was most likely an act, right?But none of that mattered now. What mattered was that Maxwell was willing to believe her."Jennifer, even if w

Maxwell frowned at Jennifer's thanks and gently pinched her chin. "Why are you thanking me for something so trivial?"He pecked her lips. "I really have to go now. Stay home and behave yourself."Jennifer looked at his departing figure reluctantly. Although she didn't want him to leave, she also didn't want to delay his work and act spoiled.…Maxwell had a meeting in the morning at Lance Group and left his phone in the office.When he returned, he found his phone had been blown up with missed calls from the caretaker he hired for Rachel. Since Rachel was severely depressed, he hired someone to take care of her, ensuring her safety.Maxwell's heart dropped at the missed calls and immediately called back. "Why did you make so many calls? Did something happen to Rachel?""Mr. Lance, bad news! Ms. Walker just tried swallowing a whole bottle of sleeping pills. Luckily, I managed to take it away from her!" The caretaker, Lilia, said nervously, "Ever since you went back home, Ms. Walk

Maxwell didn't want to touch Rachel and said solemnly, "You're still feeling unwell. Let's focus on getting you better, then we can talk about other things, okay?""No, everything is fine as long as I have you." Rachel pleaded, "Take me, please?"Maxwell avoided her earnest gaze. "Stop, Rachel. I'm going to the balcony to smoke. Hurry up and put your clothes on."With that, he walked toward the balcony."Maxwell!" Rachel called out to him anxiously. "Why? Aren't men supposed to lose control in front of the women they love? I've already presented myself to you. Why won't you even look at me? Is it because I'm not as important to you as before? Or do you have someone else in your heart and simply don't wish to touch me again?"Maxwell halted his steps and turned to her. "Rachel, you weren't so aggressive before. Why does it matter if I touch you now? How am I supposed to feel if I slept with you before marrying you? You used to value your purity and status. Do you not care about tho