Clara’s excitement vanished in an instant. She had woken up believing today marked a fresh start—something hopeful, something new. But instead, she was being shown the door before even settling in. Vanessa looked at her apologetically, guilt written all over her face. “Clara... did you offend the Huxleys somehow?” She had been so focused on running her cosmetics business that she hadn’t been aware of the trouble Clara had faced recently at the Walt Disney Corporation. Clara immediately pieced it together—this was Cayden’s doing. “I’m really sorry,” Vanessa said, clearly distressed. “There’s nothing I can do. A small company like ours can’t afford to go up against the Huxleys.” Clara gave a soft, understanding smile. “It’s alright, Vanessa. I don’t blame you. Honestly, if I were in your position, I’d probably make the same choice.” She stood up gracefully, keeping her composure. “Well then, I’ll take my leave. Let’s catch up over afternoon tea sometime.” With that, Clara wa

Cayden came from one of the country’s most prestigious families. With his wealth and status, he had access to nearly any female celebrity he desired—except for those protected by powerful backers or those who held firmly to their values. Some actresses were upfront about their expectations, setting a clear price. Others, hoping to marry into wealth, were willing to be with him for free. Selena, who came from a modest background, skyrocketed to fame after a reality show made her a household name and a youth icon. Her sudden popularity caught the attention of elite figures like Cayden. It wasn’t long before they were introduced—and she ended up getting involved with him. To be fair, celebrities didn’t always pursue wealthy heirs just for financial gain—many had substantial incomes of their own. But dating someone like Cayden offered other advantages. For stars with idol personas, dating was often strictly prohibited by their management. Still, love and attraction are natural, espec

Although Renee hadn’t mentioned any names directly, it was painfully obvious to everyone that her biting remark was aimed squarely at Ethan. Ethan was about to leave with Clara, but those words stopped him cold. He turned slightly, his expression darkening. To him, Renee was just stirring up trouble. Maya was barely two months pregnant—the baby wasn’t due for several more months. It simply wasn’t time yet to buy a crib, and anyone with common sense would know that. But Maya, ever eager to provoke him, shot him a frosty glare and added sarcastically, “What more could I expect from someone who’s always mooching off others? A man like him won’t lift a finger. Hmph! Cayden will take care of our child. He’ll buy the crib, won’t you, honey?” Cayden responded promptly, “Of course I will.” Then Maya turned to him sweetly and asked, “Are there baby cribs on the upper floor? Let’s go check them out. After that, we can come back down and pick out a bed for ourselves.” Cayden nodded a

Although Renee hadn’t mentioned any names directly, it was painfully obvious to everyone that her biting remark was aimed squarely at Ethan. Ethan was about to leave with Clara, but those words stopped him cold. He turned slightly, his expression darkening. To him, Renee was just stirring up trouble. Maya was barely two months pregnant—the baby wasn’t due for several more months. It simply wasn’t time yet to buy a crib, and anyone with common sense would know that. But Maya, ever eager to provoke him, shot him a frosty glare and added sarcastically, “What more could I expect from someone who’s always mooching off others? A man like him won’t lift a finger. Hmph! Cayden will take care of our child. He’ll buy the crib, won’t you, honey?” Cayden responded promptly, “Of course I will.” Then Maya turned to him sweetly and asked, “Are there baby cribs on the upper floor? Let’s go check them out. After that, we can come back down and pick out a bed for ourselves.” Cayden nodded a

Although Renee hadn’t mentioned any names directly, it was painfully obvious to everyone that her biting remark was aimed squarely at Ethan. Ethan was about to leave with Clara, but those words stopped him cold. He turned slightly, his expression darkening. To him, Renee was just stirring up trouble. Maya was barely two months pregnant—the baby wasn’t due for several more months. It simply wasn’t time yet to buy a crib, and anyone with common sense would know that. But Maya, ever eager to provoke him, shot him a frosty glare and added sarcastically, “What more could I expect from someone who’s always mooching off others? A man like him won’t lift a finger. Hmph! Cayden will take care of our child. He’ll buy the crib, won’t you, honey?” Cayden responded promptly, “Of course I will.” Then Maya turned to him sweetly and asked, “Are there baby cribs on the upper floor? Let’s go check them out. After that, we can come back down and pick out a bed for ourselves.” Cayden nodded a