Zach got the Arnold residence, yet he was willing to hand it over to someone else. He did not think that it was a big deal at all.He already had everything from wealth to status, but none meant anything to him anymore now that he had them.He knew what he truly desired.He can live without the Arnold residence. In fact, he could even provide her with a better place than Southern Haven Villas.He felt a sense of belonging with her. It filled the void within him.The photographer took pictures of Dalton in the flower room for his first birthday. It was originally scheduled earlier but got delayed until today.Dalton wore a fairy-like costume and was sitting in the middle of a pile of flowers. He looked at Madelyn, who was standing behind the photographer, and smiled happily.Madelyn was holding his favorite yellow duck to keep him entertained. Other than Dalton, there was another person's gaze who never left her as well throughout the entire shoot.Zach ashed his cigarette, his

All the maids held their breath, not daring to make a sound. It seemed like they had learned something extraordinary.They finally knew why; although Zach showered Madelyn with affection, she never reciprocated it.Margaret was holding Dalton as she walked toward the door. Before she went inside, she heard the sound of something breaking and felt Dalton trembling in her arms. She was worried that he might start crying at such a critical moment. Considering Zach's temper, Margaret feared he might do something bad to Dalton. So, she quickly went somewhere else with him.The atmosphere turned tense as the maids silently left.Until there were only the two of them left in the living room, Zach paused. He looked at the dejected expression on Madelyn's face and felt somewhat annoyed.They had fought countless times. Zach had always been a strong-willed person. However, for her sake, he had repeatedly set aside his pride to make up for his past mistakes.Perhaps Madelyn's tears were Zac

There was also a large bottle of Coke placed next to her. The female servants all covered their mouths and chuckled, "Look, Mr. Turner's pet is so interesting. All she does is eat and sleep."Her face is so chubby. She looks just like a piglet."Mya listened to their conversation and felt like a fool. She was smart enough to know that they were simply mocking her for eating a lot and looked just like a pet pig kept by someone.She could pretend not to hear them, but over time, she would eventually be bothered by their comments.Mya stopped eating the chicken drumstick in her hand, no longer finding it appetizing. At that moment, she was dejected. She thought she must have stayed here for so long that everyone was starting to get annoyed by her presence.'Maybe it's better to go home,' she thought to herself. Although it was nice to be there and to be able to eat all kinds of different foods to satisfy her appetite every day. However, she was not expecting her baby to grow so big a

The entire hall was filled with the strong aroma of the barbeque Mya had eaten earlier, something no one in the prison would eat."When would you like her to come visit you?""Let's see when Madelyn's available. She's a very busy person, and I don't want to disrupt her schedule," Mya said.Mya suddenly thought about something and added, "Fred, what did the doctor say about my baby? Is it still alive in my body?"Fred smiled. "Do you like this baby?"Mya nodded. "Yeah.""Stay here then. The doctor said you need to take good care of yourself during this time and not go anywhere."Mya touched her stomach as a worried and conflicted expression grew on her face. "But I miss Mom and Dad. I want to go home.""Your stomach won't stop hurting unless you listen to the doctor. I'll have your parents come to visit you tomorrow. How about that?""Never mind. Mom said that Dad has heart problems and shouldn't run around." Mya lay on Fred's lap and raised her hand toward him. "Fred, I've bee

"Jennifer, listen to me. My plan was flawless. It's all that idiot's fault. Please save me. I swear, once I get out, I'll do anything for you. I'll be at your beck and call."In Seventh Prison, Luke was holding a phone in his prison uniform. He was desperately pleading with the elegantly dressed woman in front of him. Over the past few months, he had become unable to bear his life in prison. He once looked quite good. But now, he looked haggard. His chin was covered in stubble. He was no longer able to attract women with his current disarrayed appearance.Jennifer was wearing sunglasses. And she had bodyguards behind her. She crossed her arms and spoke arrogantly, "I'm here to warn you. My father told me to warn you not to say things you shouldn't on the day of the court verdict. Otherwise, your penniless relatives will suffer the same consequences as you.""You..." Luke was so shocked by her sudden change in attitude that he could not speak."In the beginning, my father saw potent