"Jackson," said Quinton Hall, "no matter what has happened, the Hall family and the Valor family has always been good allies. You don't really want to squash us down completely, right? The Emerald Hall Garden is a pivotal project to the Hall family, and I don't think the Valor family is going to gain much benefit from it anyway, so what's the point of making things difficult for everyone by snatching it from us?""The Hall family has been prosperous for long enough," said Jackson in a nonchalant way that was a stark contrast to Quinton Hall's tense seriousness. "Your time has come to an end.""But hasn't the Hall family been happily working with the Valor family all these years? If you have any objections or conditions, you can bring it up for discussion. Just tell me what you want, and we will do our best…""I want all companies under the Hall family to be removed from Solaria," Jackson said, cutting Quinton Hall off.Quinton Hall's expression changed. What Jackson had just demand

It was as if he was afraid of something! But what could he be afraid of? Was it something to do with Quinton Hall? Just now, the last thing he had said before leaving was…Serenity suddenly realized something, and she asked him, "Jack, are you… Are you afraid that I'd be mad at you?"His body stiffened, and his breathing became laborious. Yet he still remained silent and held her even more tightly now.Serenity knew instantly that she was right. It seemed that he had really gotten this way because of the last thing Quinton had said. She remembered the savage and murderous look on his face after hearing Quinton’s parting words. It was almost as if Quinton had… crossed a line."Don't worry," she assured him. "I won't be mad at you!"Jackson's lips trembled. Even his voice shook a little as he asked her, "You won't… be mad?""No," she smiled, raised both her hands, and cupped his face between them. "I won't be mad. I bet Quinton Hall came here today to talk to you about the Emeral

People online began to call her all sorts of unpleasant names. Even the nurses at the hospital gave her weird looks all the time, but Sandra could do nothing about it. She could only wait until she was discharged.Unfortunately, as soon as she took the first step out of the hospital once she was done with the necessary paperwork, she was instantly hounded by a large group of reporters."Miss Cooper, how do you feel about the video of you that was released?""How did Mr. Birch react? Is your wedding still going to happen as scheduled?""Was the child you miscarried Mr. Birch's baby or was that man in the video the real father?""Did you frame Ms. Clara Wells to make people think that she was the one who caused your miscarriage?"Question after question was shot at her, making it hard for Sandra to keep her composure. The flash of lights from the cameras also made her feel even more humiliated."Stop taking pictures of me!" Sandra tried to cover the cameras with her hands while he

“Smack!”The distinct sound of a slap was followed by silence. The force behind the slap almost sent Sandra tumbling to the floor again. The slap left one side of her cheek swollen with a bright red handprint on its surface. Immediately after the slap, Sandra seemed to feel no pain. She replied mockingly, “Even if you wanted to, with her condition, you’ll never make it up to Clara. I can’t wait to see what you’ll turn into when she dies!” Through narrowed eyes, Wilson almost bore a hole through Sandra’s body. “How did you find out about her illness?” At that, Sandra started cackling away. “Haha, how did I know? I know more about Clara’s condition than you’ll ever know! You’re blind as a bat, Wilson!” Wilson’s lips were tightly pursed as he gritted his teeth. After a long while, he finally spoke, “You’re not wrong. I guess I am blind!” He was blind enough to have remained ignorant for such a long time. He was blind enough to not figure out who was the one who actually treat

At this point, Wilson was at a loss for what to do. He had no idea how he would go about asking for her forgiveness! ————Clara and her mother returned to her residence, where she asked the two bodyguards sent by Jackson to go back as there was no longer a need for them to keep protecting her. After all, their apartment was too small to accommodate two extra fully grown men. After the two of them left, Clara’s mother peered out of the window, and sure enough, she saw Wilson’s car parked in front of the apartment. Outside the car stood Wilson, who was currently staring at the building unmovingly. Her mother frowned. “How long is he planning to keep standing there for?!” “Mom quit being bothered by him. It’s none of our business if he wants to stand there for the rest of the day,” said Clara calmly. “I wonder what caused the sudden change in his attitude,” commented Clara’s mother skeptically. “Did he find out that you were framed for causing Sandra’s miscarriage? Is that why