As Holly chatted with Abelin, she felt a cold glare coming her way.She looked in the direction of the glare and caught sight of Bryce.She was taken aback. On instinct, she explained, "A TV station has invited Zorro Auctioneers to host an antique appraisal show, and he wants me to be on it. I think it's a good opportunity…"Then, she trailed off.They were already divorced. Why was she saying all these things?Bryce said nothing, merely standing there coldly, watching her.Although his face was relatively expressionless, Holly knew that he was angry.She scrunched her nose slightly, feeling uncomfortable.Before, she would go up to him to hug him and comfort him. Then, everything would pass.But now, they were divorced. Things were trickier now.There was a creak. Someone pushed open the door behind Bryce.A short-haired woman dressed in a professional suit walked out. She was holding a black purse.She exuded a regal presence. However, she was smiling lightly. She looked
Bryce rolled his tongue and deleted the message.He gripped his phone hard. After standing there for two minutes, he left.When he got downstairs, he sat in his car sullenly, smoking cigarette after cigarette.After talking to the TV staff, Holly walked out of the main entrance and went into her car.Bryce snuffed out the cigarette and told Simon to follow her.They sent her home in secret. It was only then that the uneasy feeling in his stomach went away.By the time Bryce returned to Crescent Lane, it was almost midnight.He went into the yard instead of the house.A tall pear tree stood in a corner of the yard.Three years ago, Holly had planted this tree.The tree would grow flowers in the springtime. It was a beautiful tree.He went under it and stood there, looking at the small mound on the ground below the tree.This was where their child rested.That child was the defining moment of their relationship. It was his hope.He stood under the tree for a long time.The
Arthur shuddered when he heard that.He dearly wished to tell her off, but he was afraid of making her angry. What if she threw another bottle of nitroglycerin on him?This was no joking matter.He was beginning to realize that she was pretty savage.He was a powerful and intimidating man. Yet, in his old age, he was being threatened by a mere blonde brat.Arthur was furious.He finally walked out of the house and arrived at his car.Mavin opened the door.Arthur looked at the nitroglycerin in his hand and yelled at Mavin, "Call for help! Get someone who can dissolve super glue and pry this bottle off my hands!"Mavin glanced at the bottle and asked curiously, "What is this?""Dynamite."Mavin backed away in fright.Arthur roared, "Call for help! Are you deaf? My hand is going to be blown off if we drag this out any longer!"Then, he began getting into the car.Mavin immediately stopped him. "No, Mr. Gabelman! The car runs on gas. If the dynamite goes off, the car will ex
"I figured. What a tiger you are! Appearance-wise, you're just a shy little puppy. But damn! You're actually a tiger in disguise. I mean, dynamite?"Holly raised an eyebrow. "Are you disappointed?""No. My Holly's incredible. She can restore ancient paintings and ceramics and blow things up with dynamite."Holly corrected him, "We're already divorced. I'm not yours anymore.""I don't care. You're mine," Bryce said in a low, bossy tone.His possessiveness was like a stab to Holly's heart.Her chest ached slightly. She was feeling a mixture of emotions.This man was dangerous. He was too charming for his own good.It was no wonder that Samantha just had to marry him. Penelope was into him, too.Holly thought of the adoring look Penelope had when she looked at Bryce.Holly felt uncomfortable. She really wanted to have him back, but she was afraid of infuriating Arthur.She had to take her time. She had to work hard and make herself worthy of him.Love would have to sit on the
The program required Holly to put on makeup and wear the clothes provided.She sat in the dressing room. After the makeup artist applied foundation all over her face, she began doing her eye makeup.The makeup artist held the brush in her hand and said, "Ms. Sinclair, you're really young and pretty. You don't look like you have much on the male professionals out there. Is it okay if I make you look older?"She was basically calling Holly eye candy.Holly could sense what she was getting at. She smiled. "There's no need. You can just put light makeup on. We don't rely on our looks in this industry."The makeup artist put some mascara and some light lipstick on her, and Holly went on stage.She usually wore clean, practical clothing.To fit the program, she wore a maroon sleeveless dress made of tulle. It revealed her delicate collarbones and her slender arms.Her skin was porcelain white. The maroon of her dress only accentuated that.Her delicate features were elegant and beau
There was nothing to be shocked about.After the filming, Holly wanted to go back to the dressing room to change her outfit.On the way there, Abelin called out to her.He handed her a bottle of water. He looked at her tenderly and praised, "You did really well today. You were confident even though it was your first time on camera."Holly smiled, taking the water. "When I was really young, my grandfather would bring me out to museums. I've seen a lot of influential people. There's nothing to be scared about."Abelin smiled lightly. "That's amazing.""It's nothing much," Holly said, returning the smile."Why did you divorce him?" Abelin asked, lowering his voice.This was what he was dying to know.The smile on Holly's face froze. Her shining eyes dimmed instantly, losing their spark.Abelin's heart ached to see her like that. He wished he could wipe away the hurt in her eyes.He said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked."Holly didn't like opening up to people
Holly squirmed her way out of Bryce's grip. "I need to change out of my clothes in the dressing room."Bryce looked at her softly. "Alright. I'll wait for you.""You don't have to. You can go to work. I drove here."Bryce pursed his lips, saying nothing.Holly put the flowers and the juice into his hands. She took his coat off and put it on his arm.It was summertime. The coat was hot.It was just a sleeveless dress. All it did was expose her shoulders and collarbones. Everyone was wearing the same thing.She didn't know what he was being so jealous about.She went into the dressing room and walked in.The makeup artist greeted her and helped her with her hair.Holly took off one of her earrings and put them on the dresser.The makeup artist looked at Holly in the mirror and said, "You're so pretty. It's such a pity that you're not an actress."Holly took out her other earring and smiled. "An actress needs to be able to act and carry herself well. I'm not good at that. It's
Bryce smiled and ruffled Holly's hair before saying, "That's alright. We'll remarry soon."It was as if repeating those words would surely make it come true for good.Holly's heart ached, and she resisted the urge to hug him. They were both adults and shouldn't treat their divorce as a child's play. Lingering affections were too hard to deal with, after all.…They arrived at Jardington Hotel 40 minutes later. Both of them took the elevator to Moonlit Restaurant on the third floor.Bryce's phone suddenly rang when they were at the entrance.He took out his phone to check and told Holly, "You can head in first. I'll pick up the call. It's about work."Holly nodded and opened the door. She was surprised to find quite a number of people in the room. Arthur, Brandon, Penelope, Caleb, and several assistants were seated around the table.Holly had thought she would be having a meal with only Bryce. She never expected this many people to be present as well.She stood awkwardly in p