Corrine is abandoned at the altar when her groom runs off to save another woman, calling their love just a “business deal.” Humiliated and broken, she wanders into the rain and nearly gets hit by a car, only to be rescued by a mysterious man. Is this the end of her story… or the beginning of something far bigger?
“What brazen nonsense are you spouting!” Donnelly retorted, though amusement flickered in his eyes rather than anger. “You know full well I can’t stand counterfeits. As long as I’m around, not a single fake makes it past the Timeless Treasures’ doors.” His reputation wasn’t mere talk. Donnelly wasn’t just the president of the Lyhaton Antique…
Her command rang through the room, clear and authoritative, cutting through the tension with chilling precision. Rita’s eyes burned with fury as she glared at Corrine, her voice a hiss. “I won’t kneel! You wretched woman, I’ll fight you!” In response, Corrine’s eyes flickered with a sudden, dangerous coldness, her expression unchanging. At the critical…
“The Ashton family’s behavior today has truly shocked me. Just moments ago, a group of you ganged up on Corrine, forcing her to kneel and apologize. Now that the truth is out, none of you can even offer a simple apology? Is this how the Ashton family uses its influence-to oppress others?” His words cut…
His voice carried the weight of guilt. “The Ashton family has owed you a lot, and now this chaos… If you turn it down, how can I ever face you again?” Corrine’s lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Farris, I’ve never sought anything from the Ashton family-not before,…
Though he knew little about Donnelly personally, the rumors were enough to paint a vivid picture. Donnelly’s background was a mystery, yet his influence was undeniable, making him a figure no one dared to cross After all, how else could one man single-handedly maintain such dominance in Lyhaton’s competitive collectibles business? Millard, however, couldn’t shake…
“That doesn’t sound like something you’d say,” Corrine remarked, her voice teasing. Nate smirked, his eyes gleaming with playful affection. “What can I say? My girlfriend’s charm is simply irresistible.” He looked at her then, his deep, dark eyes brimming with tenderness, drawing her in like gravity. Corrine took a steadying breath, fighting the pull…
“Looks like that meeting will have to wait.” Before she could muster a response, he leaned in once more, his lips crashing against hers with renewed hunger. This kiss was bolder, more relentless, as though he intended to claim every inch of her being. His arms encircled her waist tightly, pulling her closer as if…
After a moment, Jeffrey adjusted his tie and spoke with calm precision. “We’re willing to forgo involvement in the initial design and construction phases. However, we expect to participate in the later planning stages. Additionally, we’ll ensure comprehensive offline promotional support. To further demonstrate our commitment, Brighton Group will handle all offline product promotions for…
Nate’s smirk deepened. His answer came swift and unyielding, leaving no room for doubt. “With actions,” he replied, his voice as resolute as the promise his eyes held. Nate gently brushed aside the loose strands of hair that framed Corrine’s face, his thumb tracing her cheek with deliberate softness. His fingers lingered, brushing her lips…
Nate’s lips curved into a slow, deliberate smile-one filled with curiosity and something deeper. “Then why keep the Ashton family alive?” He knew the truth-Corrine’s influence and the Ford family’s wealth could’ve wiped Ashton Group off the map effortlessly. The fact that she hadn’t only fueled his questions. Corrine’s smile returned, dazzling and dangerous. Her…