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Last Updated: 19.06.2025 02:01

Who writes and reads novels nowadays?

It turned out that all this time she always felt that we were not a good match.

But now everything had changed.

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A supercar worth nearly two million seven hundred dollars was not something that a marketing director with no background like Louisa could afford.

I, who felt heartbroken at first, became numb in the end.

“You can prepare dinner yourself.”

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Her eyes were a bit red and her gaze was full of charm.

I did not have any emotions more, I just smiled indifferently and returned the phone to my assistant.

Her eyes were fixed on Marco, who opened the car door for her, with a hint of aggressiveness.

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Now everything had changed.

I frowned and responded calmly, “Let go, it’s so dirty.”

Louisa who was wearing a white suit and holding a white crocodile leather bag, stepped out of the car.

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I wanted to rush downstairs and question that girl right away.

She pulled out a chair in front of the table and sat down, sighing.

With an annual revenue of nearly 10 billion, she said we were not a match.

Overthinking is killing me day-by-day. What should I do?

On the contrary, Marco posted photos related to Louisa every day.

Not only did he dare to accept it, he also dared to post it openly on his X post and another social media to show off.

At first, I suspected that Marco took the photos secretly behind Louisa out of vanity.

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Louisa stepped in front of him and pulled my sleeve.

A series of notifications popped up on my phone and it was an X post that Marco had just posted.

There were comments below.

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I walked out and stood in front of the girl.

Hearing those words, both of them were stunned.

“Notify everyone that there will be a staff meeting this afternoon.” I ordered.

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“Louisa has been with me for nine years and has seen a lot of things. I don’t think a supercar is a big deal.”

I had money, good looks and a good figure, so why should I waste my time on someone who did not love me!

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I was stunned for a moment and frowned. “Where did you see them?”

“Marco Tucker, right? It’s just a car. I can still afford it.”

“Louisa, do you want to hear what you’re saying right now?”

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I lit a cigarette and blew a puff into the air.

Louisa and I had been dating since we were in college until now.

She raised her hand and slammed the table angrily, saying harshly, “We can handle it ourselves. We don’t need you.”

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However, I did not want to leave Louisa, so I stayed in Araya.

My assistant suddenly pushed the door and casually said, “Sir, I saw Ms. Louisa and her assistant went to eat seafood. What do you want to eat? I’ll order it for you.”

I nodded and looked at her leaving back, then opened the cabinet where my underwear was stored.

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It was obvious that it was not what she was prepared for me.

Louisa, after nine years of our relationship, did you have any feelings for me?

I squinted as I walked into the villa in a cold voice.

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I looked at her deeply and believed her pledge of allegiance for the time being.

Marco’s eyes slightly lifted and his cold face turned slightly pale.

I saw them exchanging a few words with each other and Louisa smiled particularly happily.

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Everyone was in an uproar, expressing shock hearing this news.

“I still have over a dozen supercars in my basement. Choose any one you want and consider it as a gift from me.”

Having been in society for so many years, everyone had gained some insight.

“Lionel, I don’t know how the news about the sports car spread in the company. The staffs are all talking about Marco behind his back. Can you come and help Marco explain it for the sake of signing big orders today?”

“Lionel, you can’t just think about yourself.”

I dragged my suitcase towards the security checkpoint and ran into Louisa and Marco who were rushing back.

I took out my mobile phone and called my father who was far away in Brimstone.

An hour later, her male assistant drove the car and posted a message on his social media.

The next day, I came to the company with hungry stomach from the night.

In the evening, I stood on the balcony of the villa and gazed the sunset.

Getting up early and having breakfast together in the hotel.

“I’ve been waiting for this car for almost half a year and no one can take it away, not even you, my girlfriend.”

A pair of gleaming silver stiletto heels stepped on the ground.

My raging anger suddenly died down and what followed was endless coldness and disappointment.

“I haven’t said anything yet, but you’re eager to put the blame on me.”

“You’re the boss, Lionel, this is a matter of words.”

Jealousy over a slightly more good-looking male assistant was truly a fall from grace.

Louisa was stunned and frowned.

Marco pursed his lips and said no words.

In the past five years, I had transformed from a rich second-generation who knew nothing to a first-generation entrepreneur.

No.

She really took the car that I had been longing for half a year away from the automotive dealership secretly and gave it to someone else.

Louisa held my hand and said in a deep voice, “Lionel, why are you so angry?”

“You have a prominent family background, Lionel, unlike ordinary people like me.”

Targeting? He was not worthy.

Haha … I sounded like a stingy person from his words.

As a man, he should know why I was angry.

I turned my gaze away from the door and let out a long sigh.

I put my hands in my pockets, curled the corners of my mouth and a hint of coldness and anger flashed in my eyes.

When we were in love, she once whispered in my ear that she would only love me and only me in her life.

I was too lazy to argue with her, so I just opened X and showed her Marco’s X account.

He bowed to me, his voice pleading. “I’m sorry, Mr. Gilmore. I didn’t think carefully about this matter. I will solve it myself. Don’t blame Louisa.”

“I can’t help it. This is the girls nowadays.”

Five years ago, after graduating from university, my father asked me to return to Brimstone to inherit the family business.

The atmosphere was silent.

In a flash, I remembered the X post Marco posted two days ago.

Marco was the partner who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

[Marco and I go to meet some clients and have lunch together.]

She knew that I loved cars as much as my life, yet she dared to steal it and give it away to someone else.

Her voice came from outside the door. “Oh, by the way, Rosie said that your underwear needs to be replaced, so she threw them all away. You can get new ones from the bottom.”

“Got it! Marco and I have nothing, not now and not in the future.”

Leaving me only the refreshing fragrance of gardenia that dissipated into the air.

“As the marketing director, you have a keen eye, so you shouldn’t miss it.”

Marco reacted earlier than Louisa.

As soon as I arrived, the airport lobby was crowded with people.

Ms. Louisa?

In his latest X post, he posted a picture of Louisa lying in his arms and sleeping soundly.

He uttered a dull response. “Hmm”.

Forget it, it was better for the person who did not belong to me to leave.

[Wow, after reading your secret stories on your crush for four years, you finally got her love!]

I saw admiration and heartache for another man in her eyes.

When the salesperson sent me a message in the afternoon, I thought Louisa was trying to give me a surprise secretly, so I spent three hours happily in the dressing room choosing an outfit.

Shouldn’t we have anticipated such a result?

I waited for her for so long that I was starving. I then opened my mobile phone and saw Marco’s social media.

I was already angry and hearing these words only added fuel to the fire.

She had some impatience on her face, but she still held back her patience to explain to me.

There was no point to keep a woman who had left my heart.

Louisa became anxious. She frowned and said in defense, “How can this be a small matter? You follow me on business trips every day and I don’t want others to criticize you everywhere.”

I leaned back in the recliner and sneered.

I threw the document on the table, interrupting the two people who were staring at each other.

At night, my best friend, Reymond Blunt called me to drink.

At that moment, all my expectations were dashed.

I was sure now.

Just as I was trying to calm my emotions and go downstairs, she pushed open the bathroom door with the flip-flop sound of her slippers.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, I walked into the largest conference room of the company with Reymond on time.

And staying up the whole night working on a project together and drinking American coffee at 3 a.m.

[Driving the car given by my boss to send her home and even the wind was sweet.]

“Don’t you like this car? It’s also for your sake that I canceled it early.”

He looked up, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

A message from Louisa popped up on my mobile phone.

“No, I do.”

Marco behind her spoke up, “It’s okay, Mr. Gilmore, a few rumors can’t hurt me.”

She said the sports car had been cancelled and sent back to the automotive dealership.

I did not need to be too concerned.

I got in the car and headed to the airport.

[Having a boss who cares for her subordinates is my happiness.]

“I’ll cancel and return it to the dealer as soon as possible.”

This clothing company was co founded by me and Louisa. She and I both hold half of the equity.

“I don’t care if you misjudged his contribution to the company or you feel sorry for him for accompanying you on business trips and driving every day. The company has given him enough salary and if it’s not enough, he can ask for more, instead of you secretly using my supercar to compensate him.”

“Can’t you go tomorrow? Why do you have to go out so late?” asked me in annoyance.

My face turned cold and so did my heart.

Before getting off work, I received two business trip applications for two people and clicked “agree”.

“If I want to have a future with you, I have to get stronger. Of course, you can act childish and ask me not to go today, but I don’t want to disappoint my subordinates who fight side by side with me.”

She reacted, quickly stopped me and angrily said to Marco behind her, “What the hell is going on! When did I lie down with you?!”

I laid in my bed and stayed up the whole night.

She was stunned for a moment, her lips slightly parted, with an incredulous expression.

If he dared to accept it, he should be able to guess who the original owner of the car was.

I got it.

It seemed like the superior-subordinate relationship between them was closer than I imagined.

“This is an irrefutable evidence. Do you want me to expose all the dirty things you have done?”

Marco took two steps forward with his long legs and blocked me.

His slender fingers gripped the steering wheel and the corners of his mouth curved in just the right angle.

“Lionel, Marco has returned the car to the dealer, but I need to go over to cancel the account.”

A relationship that had changed in quality was like an unappetizing breakfast. There was no need to force ourself to eat it.

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“You took the car without my consent. I just wanted to take back what belonged to me.”

“The blind date with the eldest daughter of the Scotts, I’ll go.”

“My words were harsh, but you should know that Marco is the man in the company who can help me share the workload the most. You made him lose face in public today and I can’t just abandon him now.”

“It’s too late now. It’s not safe to go out. You can go tomorrow.”

Until I saw a post on X.

Until my assistant nervously handed me Marco’s X account and said, “Sir, I think I should let you know about this.”

The girl’s cold face showed some dissatisfaction.

“But you have to know, as an assistant, what you should and shouldn’t accept.”

He joked that I should have changed a long time ago.

I spent the next whole week busy with the transfer.

A nice and friendly reminder to board the plane sounded at the airport.

Love did not become a burden when two people’s hearts were truly together.

I had Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, so everything had to be neatly laid out.

In the past, I admired her rational and clear nature the most.

I picked up the documents she brought back and gave a faint response. “Hmm.”

Only when we did not love could we make rational judgments.

“Am I strange?”

Wasn’t it normal for people to criticize a boss who gave his or her assistant a luxury car?

She took a deep breath and said, her eyes filled with disapproval of me, “You took back the gift I gave him in public and now you’re letting him waste so much time at the dealer.”

I nodded and responded, “Next week, I’ll transfer the management rights of the company to you and leave.”

At one o’clock in the afternoon, I finished dealing with all the documents, but there was no sign of Louisa.

I felt a chill in my heart and blurted out. “Go ahead.”

Rosie paid extra attention to this and checked it carefully every day.

Louisa stepped on her high heels to protect the man behind her and hugged my waist.

The perfume in her hand was more of a brand I had long since disliked.

“I would like to inform everyone that I will be stepping down as the general manager. The company will be fully handed over to Mr. Blunt and Mr. Vaughan beside me.”

“Do you want me to use my authority to force the people below to shut their mouths up?”

My hand, which was about to sign, paused and I raised my eyes.

“Am I thinking of myself?”

The guilt I felt for impulsively agreeing to the blind date last night completely disappeared.

In what capacity was he asking me not to blame my girlfriend?

I bent down and opened the bottom cabinet.

I ignored her shock, put away my mobile phone and walked past her.

It was her handwriting.

Seeing her smile and express her emotions towards him.

“Also, today, I suddenly remembered that you had ordered a supercar, so I picked it up and gave it to him.”

“Speak! Marco!”

A side photo taken from the perspective of the girlfriend sitting in the passenger seat.

I was really reluctant to leave everything behind and return to Brimstone now.

Nine years of giving everything for a girl, but in the end, she still did not appreciate it.

But I did not expect, Louisa brought me breakfast on the table with the sticky note on the bag.

Let her pick and send it away.

I did not even glance at them, just brushed past them.

“First of all, a person of integrity has nothing to fear. If you, Louisa, are doing your job impartially, rewarding him for bringing huge profits to the company and giving him a supercar is understandable.”

“Lionel, sorry, I didn’t get back from meeting with my business partners at noon. I just had a quick bite outside. Have you eaten yet?”

Whatever Louisa wanted to do, I accompanied her.

Just overnight, he changed the way he called his boss from “Ms. Louisa” being “Louisa”.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, Louisa pushed the door to my office and stepped in with her high heels.

My head exploded with a loud bang.

She and Marco would go back to the company to work overtime tonight and would not go home.

Although I did not want to admit it, I was now so jealous that I was insane.

I stepped down from the stage and left the conference room.

“When is your blind date with the Scott Family arranged? Have you really decided to leave Araya?”

“With so many supercars you have, you don’t mind, do you?”

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Followed Marco behind her.

I stared at the perfume in her hand and recalled every moment of us for the past nine years.

“Mr. Gilmore is already busy with work, so it’s better not to trouble him with these small matters.”

“She just feels too tired being with you. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t earn even one-tenth of your family’s money and she can’t spend your money with peace of mind.”

I suddenly felt ridiculous.

She grabbed her assistant’s hand, pushed the office door and left without looking back.

We had been in relationship for nine years and this was the first time I had gotten so angry over another man.

“Didn’t you give him the car and he accepted it? What’s the point of having me, an outsider, wipe his ass?”

Then, her tone was both coaxing and scolding, brought me back to my senses. “I know you are jealous because you love me, but the others who don’t know will think you’re targeting someone else’s staff.”

She was standing in the crowd, looking at me from afar.

 — —

I was furious instantly and lost my sanity.

I fixed my gaze full of pressure on him.

I pulled the corners of my mouth and smiled.

Louisa did not expect me to speak so bluntly and her face suddenly turned ugly.

In his post, there was a box of underwear of this brand.

The next day, the real estate agent came to register the sales information of the villa.

Marco Tucker walked around the car to the passenger seat and opened the passenger door gently and considerately.

Seeing I stopped talking, she sighed.

I just wanted my favorite supercar back.

“Alright, Lionel, doesn’t he have to pick me up and drop me off every day for work?”

I stared at it for a long time.

A majestic roar came from afar and a limited-edition supercar with black and gold paint appeared in front of the villa.

The way he called her changed to be more intimate.

I took a sip of my mojito without saying a word.

“Well, my Baby, here … I bought you a new limited-edition perfume, so don’t be angry.”

“Are you used to driving?”

Since we wanted to sever ties, we naturally had to settle everything.

I handed the breakfast to my assistant and asked him to go out and sell me another one.

Now, he even called her “Louisa”.

“Mr. Gilmore, good evening. Ms. Watson and I just had dinner outside and came back a bit late. Please don’t blame her.”

She also wanted me to defend him with her despite feeling disgusted.

She did not let my hand go, instead she patiently said, “I know you’re angry, I apologize to you, okay? But Marco and I really have nothing, you’re sold your shares and broke up ….”

I had loved her for so many years, what storms had I not seen.

She said I was her life.

My father even agreed to a blind date with the Scott Family on my behalf overnight.

She frowned and pouted.

“I feel strange with you like this.”

Seeing that I had given in, she pushed the door open and left without any hesitation.

“It’s my fault, Mr. Gilmore. Please don’t blame Ms. Louisa.”

“You dare to give a supercar worth two million seven hundred dollars to the man who adores you, Louisa ….”

“The way he looks at you is not the way an ordinary subordinate looks at his superior.”

Faced with his provocation, my gaze turned a bit cold and I found it somewhat funny.

As early as yesterday, I had entrusted someone to send her a breakup message.

Since the argument that day, Louisa had blocked me on X and WhatsApp.

Did she know what it meant to give a man underwear as a gift?

The breakfast box she brought in the bag was my least favorite lamb sandwich.

No man could bear to see the girl he loved using his own money to buy gifts for other men.

That night, I brought all the top-of-the-line sports cars that I had collected in my garage to her.

[Congratulations for becoming a boyfriend and becoming a regular employee officially.]

As a cold and aloof beauty, men pursue her and compete to get her.

She defended him.

I frowned.

Louisa Watson, who was showing off her affection to me on X a second ago, quietly took away the limited-edition sports car that I had reserved for a long time in the automotive dealership.

But she refused decisively and stayed by my side wholeheartedly.

“It’s my fault, Mr. Gilmore. I shouldn’t have accepted Ms. Watson’s gift.”

My assistant shook the mobile phone in his hand with a look of surprise.

She took out a bottle of perfume from her eight-digit Hermes bag and smiled dotingly.

Even though the gift she gave was to serve herself.

“This is your own problem. I shouldn’t have to put on a leadership role and help you solve it.”

“Rosie is taking a day off today. You take a shower first and I’ll go fry you a steak,” she said.

Marco took a step back, lost his composure and apologized several times.

“But the fact is, the value of these orders is far less than that of a supercar.”

She also said that she liked my innate arrogance and rebelliousness the most.

Louisa, took my underwear and gave it to his assistant?

Louisa then pulled me all the way into the bathroom.

It was time to end this tangled triangle relationship.

[Finally, from crush to girlfriend ….]

“On X, her assistant posted a message thanking Ms. Louisa for treating him to a delicious meal.”

But in the cabinet, a box of men’s underwear was missing.

After all, there was no evidence that they were having an affair.