Gregory was a seasoned and insightful man. He fully recognized that Clara was no longer the obedient, impressionable young woman who had once quietly followed his every command during their years together. She had grown into a formidable figure—a stunning and influential executive in Los Angeles, someone who had top-level businessmen at her fingertips over the past seven years. Though Gregory attempted to pressure her into marriage, he knew deep down that the Clara of today was far too independent and strong-willed to be coerced into anything. He was also aware of his age. Now in his fifties, he understood that he could no longer compete physically or emotionally with the younger men who caught Clara’s eye. Instead of risking betrayal or watching her fall into someone else’s arms while married to him, he chose to let her explore love with someone her own age. Clara noticed that Gregory had changed. He had become more restrained, more respectful. Years ago, he would’ve stopped at no

Cayden could sense that the bond between Gregory and Clara wasn’t as intimate as he had first suspected. Still, he had no real intention of following Arthur’s orders. Lifting his glass, he smiled and addressed Clara, “Clara, I sincerely apologize for how I treated you before. Why didn’t you mention that you were so close to Uncle Gregory? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have dared to mess with you.” He raised the glass. “I’ll drink this as an apology. I hope you can forgive me.” Clara was taken aback. The same Cayden who had always acted high and mighty was now being humble and even asking for her forgiveness. Noticing his hand still wrapped in bandages, Clara said gently, “There’s no need to toast me, especially in your condition.” But despite his injury, Cayden drained the wine in a single gulp—showing his respect for Gregory in the process. After setting his glass down, he couldn’t help but pry further. “Clara, how exactly do you know Uncle Gregory? What’s your relationship?” Clara

Dressed in a pure white gown, Maya stood at Ethan’s doorstep and threw out biting accusations without hesitation.Ethan dropped the sarcastic "Mrs. Huxley" and addressed her directly, his voice sharp."Maya Reynold! Watch your mouth! I’m letting it slide that you’re yelling at me, but don’t you dare drag my girlfriend into this!"Maya scoffed and snapped back, "Am I wrong? Do you even know who your girlfriend really is? You probably think she’s some perfect, powerful, and noble woman, don’t you?""Let me tell you something—Walport Clara is nothing but a homewrecker! She was a rich old man’s mistress for three whole years. She’s disgusting."Just as Maya was spewing those words, Ethan suddenly grabbed her arm, slapped a hand over her mouth, and yanked her inside the house, slamming the door behind them.He pulled her straight to the living room couch before she finally struggled free."What the hell, Ethan?! Why won’t you let me speak!?" she demanded.Although Maya frowned in annoyance

Inside the lavish villa’s living room, silence hung heavy in the air. The only sound came from the automatic robot vacuum whirring aimlessly across the floor.Clara’s words confirmed everything Maya had told Ethan—she had indeed met up with her former lover.According to Maya, Clara planned to leave Ethan and reunite with that man, possibly even marry him.Still, Clara wasn’t like Maya. She wasn’t the type to betray someone and then lie about it. If she had truly crossed a line, Ethan knew she would face it head-on and take responsibility—maybe even initiate the breakup herself.Knowing her personality, Ethan figured that was what she was about to do now: admit she’d done wrong, apologize, and walk away from him.He had already rehearsed how he would respond.He’d stay calm, accept her decision without causing a scene.And after the breakup, when Clara no longer had a place beside him, he would one day stand tall in front of the towering Perry Express headquarters and say to her, “Tha

In the villa next to Ethan and Clara’s, Cayden stumbled in, supported by his bodyguard. He was clearly drunk, but his face was lit up with a smug grin.As soon as he entered, he called out, laughing, “Haha! That guy’s been cheated on again!”Maya, who had just used Ethan to spite Cayden during his absence, instantly felt a wave of guilt.“W-What are you talking about?” she asked, trying to stay calm.She had been watching TV in the living room, but upon seeing Cayden return, she quickly turned it off.Cayden plopped down beside her, still chuckling. “I’m talking about Ethan! Poor guy’s been made a cuckold again. His life’s just one big joke. Does he not realize who he is?”He went on, slurring slightly, “He would’ve been better off dating some ordinary girl, but no—he had to go for stunning women like you and Clara Walport. Of course he was going to get cheated on! Who wouldn’t?”“There’s even that saying going around online: broke guys shouldn’t marry beautiful women...”Still laughi