Chapter 65 He wiped the sweat from his brow and looked up at Joseph, his tone icy. “Trash like you doesn’t deserve to know my name p> With that, he turned and walked away, his teammates celebrating noisily behind him. He grabbed a bottle of water and tilted his head

Chapter 64 The game was in its final stretch, the score neck and neck, and the atmosphere in the gym was electric. Marguerite’s eyes were fixed on the slender, brooding boy on the court. She quickly noticed that while he looked thin, his body packed an explosive power. Every time

Chapter 63 Sensing the girl beside him grow quiet and somber, George frowned. His left hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, his fingertips probing the unhealed wound in his palm. Was she sad about not seeing Joshua? Should he not have stopped him from coming? The handsome man tore his

Chapter 62 They say a happy childhood can heal a lifetime, while an unhappy one takes a lifetime to heal. Marguerite largely agreed with that sentiment. Her parents had died in an accident when she was fourteen. Until then, she had enjoyed a complete childhood, sheltered by their love. They

Chapter 61 “It’s fine,” the burly man said. “My brother will wait here for your friend and the police. I’ll take you to the hospital p> Joshua’s brow furrowed. Something about this felt off. But before he could process it, the man had grabbed him, bundled him into a car,

Chapter 60 The violent impact sent his car careening sideways, and it slammed into the guardrail with a deafening crash. The force of the collision threw him forward, and he hit the deploying airbag with a heavy thud. Pain shot through him, and it felt like his internal organs had

Chapter 59 The gate was operated by a remote control, which Mr. Frank had already pressed before his curiosity got the better of him. Before he could react further, the car was already driving onto the campus. Read complete versıon only at Mr. Frank stared at the silver car’s receding

Chapter 58 “The light’s green p> Marguerite noticed George staring at his phone, oblivious to the change in the traffic light, and prompted him. George’s knuckles were white as he clutched his phone. He looked up, his expression once again calm and gentle. “Right p> He pressed the accelerator, and

Chapter 57 Marguerite waited for George on the sofa downstairs. She replied to a message from Cedric asking when she would arrive. [Be there soon p> Cedric replied quickly: [Okay, your humble servant will await you at the school gate!] ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ.net Marguerite laughed again. [No need.

Chapter 56 The next day was another bright, sunny morning. As soon as Marguerite woke up and finished her morning routine, she bounded down the stairs. These days, she went to bed every night looking forward to what she would have for breakfast the next morning. It was just like

Chapter 55 Theobald was the CEO of a large corporation, yes, but he had no family background -his parents were dead, and he was completely devoted to his sister. He was a house of cards waiting to be blown over. But Joshua was not only a superstar with millions of

Chapter 54 “Is it okay to put these here?” George asked, placing the shopping bags in Marguerite’s room. Marguerite’s eyes curved into crescents. “Yes, that’s perfect. Thanks for bringing them up for me!” She had remembered his injured hand and offered to carry them herself, but George had insisted it

Chapter 53 The weight of the gift in his palm made George realize he hadn’t been dreaming. His heart pounded uncontrollably, and his hand trembled as he held the bag. Stella gave me a gift. Stella actually gave me a gift! His eyes, hidden behind his glasses, shimmered with a

Chapter 52 “The trending topics have been removed, Mr. Spencer,” Kim reported over the phone to George. The man, dressed in a white shirt, was sitting on a green sofa. He loosened his tie with one hand, his expression dark and stormy. “Good. How long were they up p> Kim

Chapter 51 Modern-day court dramas often played out in their social circles. When the camera focused on the girl’s face, the paparazzo froze. His first thought was, How can someone have such a perfectly sculpted, almost unreal face? Her skin was like porcelain, her eyes bright and her teeth pearly

Chapter 50 This morning, it was Theobald who came to pick up Marguerite. He preferred to drive himself unless it was a long trip. He didn’t bother bringing her breakfast anymore; he knew she would have already eaten. Theobald often marveled at how Mr. Spencer, despite his “Ice Prince” persona,

Chapter 49 While working in Theobald’s office, she had developed a three-cups-of-boba-a-day habit. She ordered a bottle of antiseptic, cotton swabs, and some bandages. The villa was in a relatively remote location, so she had to add a hefty tip to get a rider to accept the order. By the

Chapter 48 Marguerite speared a piece of dragon fruit, her vibrant eyes narrowing thoughtfully. Pinecrest High had always promoted a balance between work and play. It seemed that tradition was still alive and well. She nibbled on her fork and typed a reply: [Is Joseph playing p> Cedric responded quickly:

Chapter 47 Yesterday, Anna had ended up eating the breakfast she’d brought for Marguerite herself. She hadn’t expected Theobald to bring more today. “I’ve already eaten,” Marguerite said. Theobald nodded knowingly. “Did Mr. Spencer’s chef make you breakfast p> Marguerite shook her head. “He made it himself. It was delicious

Chapter 46 Marguerite clicked through the photos, studying each one carefully. None of them were Theobald. He had only been six when she died, but she would still recognize the basic shape of his face. He’d been a chubby, adorable little boy back then. She typed a reply: [Thanks! It’s