Chapter 16
“What are you afraid of? Don’t forget, you’re carrying Romeo’s baby. One day, you will be the mistress of the Jenner family.” Hilda said confidently.
“That’s right, I’m the mother to his child,” Giselle’s face lit up with a proud smile.
“we already discussed it with your father and the Jenner family. The engagement will take place next month,” Hilda said, her tone laced
triumph
“Really, Mam?” Giselle asked excitedly, nearly jumping up in joy.
“Yes, it’s less than a week away,” Hilda replied, her eyes gleaming sharply.
Giselle lowered her gaze to her belly, knowing that the child inside
le her would one day elevate her status immeasurably.
d with a hint of
“By the way, Mom, how is the company doing? And who were the people who rescued Nelly? Where is she now?” Giselle’s voice carried a sense of
Every time she thought about the sorry state Abraham was in, a chilll involuntarily crept up her spine.
“Don’t worry. The company is time. Even without Abraham’s funding, it’s still operating as usual,” Hilda reassured her.
asi
“That’s good,” Giselle said, exhaling a sigh of relief.
“Hmphs, as for that wretched Nelly, even if someone rescued her, what can she do? She’s probably lost her dignity by now.” Hilda’s voice was as cold as
An idea suddenly crossed Giselle’s mind, and her face revealed a smug and venomous smile.
Hilda harbored deep hatred toward Nelly and her late mother. Back then, if Stanley’s mother hadn’t been strongly opposed to her and Stanley being together, Hilda and Giselle wouldn’t have had to live such a hidden and disgraceful life.
After Stanley’s mother passed away, Hilda used unscrupulous means to bring herself and Giselle into the Loftin family. No one knew how she managed it, nor what had happened to Stanley’s ex–wife. Even Nelly was unaware of these events.
“Mom, you should rest now. I want to call Romeo,” Giselle said, acting coquettishly.
“Oh, you.” Hilda said indulgently before turning to leave.
Once Hilda left, Giselle pulled out her phone and called Romeo.
“Hello, Romeo,” she said sweetly,
“Gigi, what’s up?” Romeo’s voice carried a trace of exhaustion
“Are we really getting engaged soon? It feels so unreal,” she said dreamily.
“silly goose, of course we are. Don’t overthink it,” he said gently to comfort her.
“Olzy,” she responded obediently with a nod
“Alright, I still have some things to do. You should rest early. Remember, you’re carrying our baby now,” Homeo said, his voice tinged with affection. “Okay, you should rest early, too,” Giselle replied sweetly
“Okay,” Romeo acknowledged before ending the call. He pressed his fingers to his temples, trying to case his fatigue.
Suddenly, a knock came from the door.
“Come in,” he said, his voice sounding slightly annoyed.
“Mr. Jenner,” said a handsome, tanned man who walked into the room.
Did you find out anything? Romeo’s tone carried a hint of impatience,
“Well.” The man hesitated, glancing at Romeo nervously.
“Marcel.” Romeo’s tone grew sharper.
“Yes, Mr. Jenner. I sent people to investigate the person you mentioned, but we couldn’t find anything about him. Moreover…” Marcel Harrett said cautiously.
“Moreover, what? Romeo’s voice turned icy,
“Moreover, our men were all injured, their arms or legs were l
gs were broken,” Marcel finished, fear creeping into his voice.
Romeo frowned deeply at those words. Ever since he saw the mashed man at the nightclub, he couldn’t stop himself from investigating the man‘ identity.
understand. You may leave,” Romeo sald, exhaustion lacing his voice.
“Yes, sir,” Marcel replied respectfully before turning to leave.
Romee stood up and walked toward the window, looking into the night. Suddenly, he clutched his stomach, and he reflexively reached into his poclort, only to find it empty. In the past, Nelly always kept his stomach medicine in his pocket, ready for him to use.
“Romeo, what are you thinking? The person you love is Gigi,” he murmured to himself. Opening a drawer, he took out some medicine and swallowed it
Feeling conflicted, Romeo left his study and headed for the bathroom.
The next day, the warm sunlight streamed into the spacious bedroom as the sun began to rise. A ray of sunlight landed on the soft bed where two people
Jay-
Matthew gazed down at Nelly with a tender smile. Last night, Nelly had clung to his hand tightly. Because of her, he had no choice but to stay the night, resting by her side.
As he watched her sleeping face, a gentle smile crossed his lips. Nelly’s mouth was slightly open, her hands tucked under her cheeks, making her look adorably childlike
Nelly stirred awake slowly, her eyes blurry with sleep.
Matthew propped himself up with one hand, watching her intently, curious about her reaction upon seeing him.
When she barely opened her eyes and saw a figure in front of her, she immediately fell back asleep.
Matthew’s mouth twitched slightly in frustration. He thought she was too bold to fall asleep under such circumstances.
As he was lost in his thoughts, Nelly suddenly opened her eyes. Their gazes met, and she stared at the man in front of her.
“Ah! Pervert!” Nelly screamed, her voice sharp, Before Matthew could react, she kicked him off the bed.
He fell to the floor but slowly got up. If it had been anyone else, they wouldn’t have walked away unscathed. But since it was Nelly, he let it slide.
Nelly pulled the blanket over herself, glaring at Matthew with wary eyes. Although they had saved each other, being in bed together felt deeply unsettling.
Matthew’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Is this how you treat your savior?” he teased
Hearing his words, Nelly tilted her head, recalling the events of the previous night. Her last memory was sering Matthew.
“Well… even if you saved me, you shouldn’t.. shouldn’t act like this,” she stammered, her voice growing smaller.
He leaned over, meeting her eyes. “Actually, I didn’t want to either. If it weren’t for a certain someone grabbing my hand and not letting me leave, 1 wouldn’t have stayed,” he said playfully.
Nelly’s eyes widened as she realized it was her doing. She now felt an overwhelming urge to crawl into a holle
“Do you know who did this to you?” he asked
nt toward Giselle reached
Nelly sneered. Even though Giselle disliked her, using such methods was excessive. Recalling last night’s events, her resentment
peak
“Yes, of course I do. It’s my stepsister,” she said, her voice tinged with pain.
Matthew already knew the culprit. He merely wanted to see what Nelly intended to do.
Money had the power to completely transform a person. It could corrupt a pure heart and stain clean hands
