It was a dismal scene when Denise was driven away.Ella leaned against Yanni’s embrace, and she pressed her little face against the latter's body as she absorbed the scent of her. Although Ella had never been held by her biological mother, she felt that this was the smell of a mother at that very moment.Ella clung tightly to Yanni and refused to let go. The latter gently stroked the former. Then, Yanni greeted Gustavo and Susan, “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Bright.”Gustavo and Susan exchanged glances. He managed to maintain some restraint, but she could hardly contain her joy. The Bright family had finally found Denise’s nemesis. Susan looked at Yanni with the affection of a mother-in-law toward her daughter-in-law. She became more and more delighted the longer she gazed at the latter.…The snow had stopped. The early morning sun shone through the thin mist, illuminating the snow like diamonds and draping the cold world in a golden cloak. It was lively and bustling inside the main hou

The door to the director's office creaked open, and Emilia stood at the entrance. Her mind exploded with disbelief. She couldn't believe her eyes. Gael was with a beautiful young woman, who was half-leaning over the desk, and he was engaging in an intimate interaction. Anyone with half a brain could see what was happening.Emilia felt entitled as Gael's legitimate wife. She marched forward to confront Denise by grabbing the latter by the hair and yanking her away from the desk with fierce determination. Two sharp slaps rang out echoed in the office as they landed crisply on Denise's stunning face. “You shameless harlot!” Emilia yelled furiously.Denise was dazed by the unexpected blows. She took a moment to regain her senses. Before she could react, Emilia dragged her to the wall, gripping her hair tightly and slamming her against it. “Do you not have a husband? How dare you seduce another woman’s husband in broad daylight! I’m going to teach you a lesson today, you shameless s

Yanni loved Gael, but that love was no longer there.The silver Bentley sliced through the night, passing under the yellowed streetlights as it slowly drove away from Gael. As far as Yanni was concerned, this brief moment felt like a walk through their seven years of marriage—the good, the bad, the sweet, and the bitter... all of it.She had seen Gael chasing after her, but what difference would it make if the car stopped? A few polite exchanges?They truly weren't suited for each other. This kind of cooperation was the best outcome now. At least they hadn’t become eternal enemies. As for whether Gael was suffering, it was no longer her concern. He chose all of these.However, there was still a blockage in her heart. It lingered until she drove back to the apartment and turned on the hallway light.As Yanni was about to hang up her coat, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She picked it up to see a WhatsApp message from Keaton."My mom prepared some handmade pizza, and I brought a

Keaton and Yanni left with Ella, but Denise chased after them. As dusk fell, the fading light concealed her exhaustion, but it could not hide her guilt. Denise's voice trembled slightly as she cried out, “I am her mother, Keaton!”Keaton’s body stiffened for a moment. After a brief pause, he opened the backseat door and turned to Yanni. He spoke softly, “Take Ella into the car first.”Yanni understood that Keaton intended to confront Denise personally. She didn’t spare Denise another glance, Instead, she simply held Ella as she got into the car. She locked eyes with Keaton through the glass for about ten seconds before he turned away.Keaton looked at Denise through the night. His gaze was heavy. “Mother? Do you even deserve to be called one?”Denise realized the gravity of her situation. After today, it would be nearly impossible to get close to Ella. She suspected Keaton would take Ella abroad. So, she softened her tone. “I am still Callan’s wife, Keaton. Ella is the product

Yanni was momentarily stunned. Keaton gave her a gentle tug, and she fell right into his arms. The window in the study was open, and the temperature wasn’t high. So, Keaton’s body wasn’t particularly warm, but the places where he embraced Yanni quickly became warm. Keaton didn’t do anything else. He merely buried his face in the back of Yanni’s neck, holding her close for a long, long time. After a while, Keaton's voice came out hoarse. "Yanni. I honestly don’t know what would have happened if it weren’t for you today. Maybe Denise would have taken Ella away directly." Yanni sensed a rare vulnerability in him. She understood that a man like Keaton rarely revealed such emotions. Ella had become irreplaceable in his life, but she didn’t feel jealous. Yanni understood this kind of bond where people rely on each other. Noah had once shared such a connection with Holly, and she had experienced it with Gwynn too.Yanni slowly held Keaton’s head, gently stroking his black hair.