As soon as Diana thought about being imprisoned by John in her past life, she couldn't help but shiver. In this life, she had to break the nightmare with her own hands! Diana took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. "I'm Diana," she said slowly into the camera. Soon, the door opened and a man in a black uniform came out. He was slightly older, but his gaze was sharp, and his face was stern. It was Mr. Robinson. "Miss Thompson, what brings you here?" Although he had some reservations about Diana, now that she was engaged to his boss, Mr. Robinson's attitude towards her had improved significantly. "I'm here to see John!" Diana smiled. She hadn't told John about her visit, wanting to surprise him. She wondered what his reaction would be when he saw her! Diana was looking forward to it. "Alright, follow me," Mr. Robinson nodded and led Diana inside. It was just like she remembered, with familiar layouts and scenery. Only the green plants in the front yar

"I won't call her like that! She's a big idiot who can't do anything, and I'll never willingly call her Mrs. Matthews in my life. That's all I have to say! If I call her that, I'm just a puppy! If I do that, then I, Frank, don't deserve the Getty surname!" Frank spoke vehemently, his eyes flashing with determination.John's expression turned cold, sensing his displeasure. Frank quickly raised his hand and said, "Bro, you don't have to say anything, I'll leave on my own." With that, he turned and headed towards the door. He looked a little cowardly, but at least he protected his dignity. He was a truly persevering man. Frank was almost moved by his own actions.John had a headache, turned around and saw Diana's frowning face. Afraid that she was angry, he quickly said, "Don't mind him, I'll make him call you Mrs. Matthews later.""He will call me Mrs. Matthews willingly, but you don't have to do anything about it. Leave it to me!" Diana rubbed her chin and suddenly grinned l

The afternoon sun shone through the blinds and onto the face of a sleeping girl on the sofa. A man, handsome as a deity, gently pinched her chin and leaned down to place a soft, reverent kiss on her cherry lips, filled with deep love and tenderness. The soft touch of his lips sent a sensation all the way to his heart, softer and sweeter than he had imagined, tempting him to delve deeper, but his rational mind pulled him back from his desire. John withdrew his fingers gently after a light touch, moving away from her. Diana's dense eyelashes quivered slightly, perhaps sensing something unusual, and she murmured in her sleep. Did she wake up? John held his breath, watching her motionlessly. However, he saw Diana open her eyelids slightly, smack her lips, turn over and change position, and continue to sleep. "Really... so cute and silly," John couldn't help but smile wryly. After some time, Diana finally woke up from her slumber. She saw that it was already dark outside and smacked her

James' face showed a hint of disgust as he spoke, "Serena, look at what kind of people you've hired as servants! You are responsible for this!"It was the first time that James had been so angry with her. Serena was both anxious and angry. She raised her hand and slapped Olivia's face hard. The sound of the slap echoed in the room. "Auntie, what's wrong with you?""Don't call me auntie! Look at what you've done, do you not know you're wrong? Get out of here today!""No... Auntie, I don't want to go back. I don't want to go back!" Olivia cried and tried to hold onto Serena, but her expression made Olivia freeze."Olivia, pack up your things and leave now!"Seeing that Serena was really angry, Olivia bit her lip in fear and retreated her hand. She may be foolish, but she knew that she couldn't control the situation. With tears in her eyes, she turned around to leave, but then Diana shouted, "Don't leave so easily, Olivia! You ripped my dress, and you need to compensate me for it!""Diana

On the other side, at John's villa, a stern-looking man with long legs crossed, sat alone on the middle of a couch in a spacious study room. He gazed at the empty space on the sofa, lost in thought. That was the place where Little Girl had slept today, and her scent seemed to linger there. John's gaze paused, and he extended his slender fingers, picking up a long strand of hair on the sofa. His eyes softened instantly, and he greedily smelled the hair wrapped around his fingers. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted him, and Ethan rushed in. "Boss, there's news from Ms. Thompson's side. She said..." Ethan's eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. His boss, who was sitting elegantly on the large sofa, wore a black shirt that perfectly accentuated his impressive physique and perfect face, was now slightly bowing his head, smelling his own fingers, with a hint of obsession on his handsome face. He looked somewhat...perverted? John froze, and then slowly turned his head. Hi