The court was going to announce its verdict. My fiancee, Yvonne Quinton, told me to stop pleading not guilty and just sign the confession papers.
"I know you're innocent, but Christopher's frail. I can't let him go to prison." She held my hand and cried her heart out. "This is for your own good, Shawn."
During an unexpected encounter overseas, Gu Yun was alerted by a special mark on the woman
Someone leaked our most critical proposal the night before the company's IPO.
The backup drive that could save everything was in a hotel suite with my husband and his mistress.
I got the tip-off and immediately rushed to the presidential suite, pounding on the door. It took half an hour before the intimate laughter inside finally died down.
His mistress opened the door wearing my robe and played with her loosely curled hair. "It's just a proposal, Natalie. You can make another one. Why are you freaking out like this? No wonder Maxwell's always complaining about what a boring workaholic you are."
Rage flooded through me. I reached for the USB drive in her hand and cursed her out.
The next second, my husband, Maxwell Sullivan, came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, then kicked me to the ground. He looked down at me from above.
"It's just a tiny company. If it goes bankrupt, it goes bankrupt. I only opened it to keep you busy anyway. Even if it's supposed to go public tomorrow like you said, so what? I'm tired of playing pretend with you. Having Tiffany by my side is more than enough."
I'd been lying on the floor trying to get up and grab the USB drive, but after hearing those words, I stopped struggling and just lay there.
Fine. If the person who actually owned the company didn't care, why should I keep playing the boring workaholic? There was no point.
*****
I sat on the floor and stared at Maxwell in disbelief. "Just give me the USB drive! If we wait any longer, the company's really going to fall apart!"
"Ha!" Tiffany laughed and snuggled into Maxwell's arms, still clutching the drive to her chest. "Natalie, you've got it wrong. This drive has private photos of me and Maxwell on it. I really can't show you those!
"Besides, you screwed up and lost the proposal all on your own, so you should learn your lesson. Even if the company really does go bankrupt, so what? You're such a workaholic. Just start another one."
I struggled to stand up and tried to grab the USB drive back, but Maxwell kicked me to the ground again.
Old commander, Peter Howell, slipped and fell into the water, while his guard—my brother, Joe Castro—was off setting off fireworks with our foster sister, Felicity Castro.
After getting a second chance at life, I didn't run to find Joe like I had before. I jumped in without hesitation and dragged Peter out.
Last time, I went to get Joe. He made it in time and saved Peter, and from that day on, Peter treated him like a hero. His career took off.
But Felicity had started a fire with the fireworks. Her face was badly burned, and she couldn't handle it. In the end, she took her own life.
A premeditated car accident pushed her into the abyss, and Shen Qing carried her past life memories back to four hours ago. In order to tear apart the perjury network of Zhou Cheng and Lin Man, she boldly launched a live broadcast to hijack the top male model Xu Lingfeng, instantly igniting a public opinion vortex.
The police closely monitored the whole process, and she showed iron evidence step by step, making the real culprit nowhere to hide. Xu Lingfeng also went from cooperating with the investigation to secretly being tempted. The two of them teamed up to overthrow the Zhou family's dark secrets, protect the stability of the whole family, and understand deep affection through mutual support. In the end, Shen Qing stood at the home ground of his life as the winner and shared the warmth of his life with Xu Lingfeng.