Waiting for Eric to dump Ella?
During this ti, Eric had been extrely busy, caught up with the company and power struggles, and his influence was growing. However, the Grace and Nelson families remained firmly entrenched in their positions.
Although Ella had only t Grace twice, she understood that Grace was not a foolish woman like Brianna. Grace was more shrewd and much harder to deal with, which is why Eric had been biding his ti.
Eric wouldn’t make a move until he had sothing that could deliver a fatal blow to Grace.
On Christmas Eve, Ella went to Emily’s house to have dinner with Robert and the others. Robert was increasingly fond of Ella, seeing her as mature, sensible, and intelligent.
anwhile, Hannah had been drinking herself into a stupor at ho.
After Ella left, Emily snuggled up to Robert and said with a smile, "Honey, Ella is getting smarter and smarter. If we hand over Davis Group to her in the future, I think it would be fine. Don’t think that only a son can carry on the family na. A son-in-law willing to take on our na is just as good, right? After all, Ella has your blood running through her veins!"
Robert pondered her words deeply.
Emily lowered her lashes sorrowfully. "The doctor... said it’s difficult for to conceive. I’m sorry, honey! But I don’t want you to pass Davis Group to Kevin either. His character is unreliable, and giving him control of Davis Group would only ruin it, don’t you think?"
Robert remained silent, carefully considering Emily’s words.
Although he didn’t like the idea of a woman being involved in Davis Group’s affairs, he had to admit that Emily was right.
How could soone with a bad temper and poor character manage a large company?
Robert deeply desired a son to inherit the company, but... that required Emily to be able to bear one!
With Brianna in jail and their divorce not yet finalized, it was best to sort out those issues first.
"Let’s not dwell on unpleasant things. Tomorrow is the Christmas, so you should be happy. Since I haven’t divorced Brianna yet, I won’t be able to spend the holiday with you," Robert said, feeling guilty. Emily pouted and playfully poked his head, "You’re always feeling guilty, but I think things are fine as they are. I’ll take the car ho early tomorrow, so you take care of yourself!"
Emily’s voice was already sweet and lodious, and now, with a touch of tenderness, it made Robert’s heart soar. "You’re so understanding, my dear. I hope we can have a big, healthy baby soon, and then Davis Group will be yours!"
Emily’s mind stirred at his words, but thinking about spending the rest of her life with a man like him chilled her heart.
On the surface, though, she smiled sweetly. "Of course, I’ll just have to keep taking my dication."
"Thank you, my dear!" Robert’s heart was filled with sweetness, completely unaware of how much Emily despised and loathed him in her heart.
Yet, for the sake of money, Emily played the role of the mistress to perfection.
After leaving Emily’s house, Ella wrapped her black coat tightly around her, her delicate cheeks turning rosy from the biting wind. The cold cut like a knife, making her shiver.
Eric was waiting for Ella outside. When he saw her rushing over, he flashed a wicked smile, his charm like that of a dark prince, radiating an alluring aura.
Ella got into the car, rubbing her hands together. "It’s so cold tonight; I feel like I’m about to turn into an ice cube!"
Eric pulled her close, his warm hand gently caressing her cold cheek, his eyes filled with tender affection. "Feeling better now? In a little while, we’ll head over to Richard’s place for a barbecue, and at midnight, we can watch the fireworks."
"By the riverside again?" Ella blinked, thinking of the cold weather.
"Yes, another night cruise on the river. Do you like it?" Eric smiled as he pulled out a snow-white scarf from a gift bag and wrapped it around her neck himself.
The warmth of the scarf enveloped her, and Eric cupped her chilled face in his hands. Her lips, lightly coated with a fragrant lip balm, looked soft and inviting, like delicate petals.
The masculine scent surrounding her nearly took her breath away as he leaned in to kiss her, his teeth playfully nibbling at her lips. Ella felt a sweet intoxication, as if she had sipped the most exquisite wine.
Her cold face quickly ward up, and her icy hands were enclosed in his, all the chill vanishing as her whole body beca enveloped in a cozy warmth.
Eric’s intense passion nearly overwheld them in the car, and Ella, breathless, quickly pushed him away. "There are people around. Let’s get going!"
Eric caught the playful glint in her eyes and chuckled mischievously. "Did you think I was going to do sothing naughty again? Sweetheart, even if I were, I wouldn’t embarrass you like that!"
He wasn’t crazy enough to do sothing like that in public.
"Who else is coming to Richard’s barbecue tonight?" Ella asked, blinking. It was the Christmas, and she didn’t want to run into anyone she’d rather avoid.
As he started the car, Eric laughed. "Don’t worry, there won’t be anyone you dislike."
Ella sighed in relief. It wasn’t that she was afraid of being set up; she just didn’t want anything to ruin her good mood.
Eric was especially busy at the end of the year, and it wasn’t easy to find ti to spend together. She didn’t want anything to spoil this rare chance to be with him.
That night on the river was filled with laughter, the aroma of grilled at, and the scent of wine wafting through the air.
There were no unpleasant people, no sches, no stress.
For Ella, it was the happiest and most romantic Christmas she had ever experienced. She had by her side the man who loved and cherished her the most. And what could be more fortunate than being loved by soone you love in return?
Alia was there too, and by now, she and Ella shared everything with each other.
After the Christmas, Ella returned to school, and Eric beca even busier, as if he had an endless list of things to do. The charismatic CEOs in novels always seed to have ti for romance, but Ella found it increasingly difficult to catch a mont with Eric.
So whenever she could, she’d sneak over to his office just to steal a few monts together, easing the ache of missing him.
Four months passed in a flash, and Brianna was released from prison. The real drama was about to begin!
Hannah personally went to pick up Brianna. Six months in prison had completely transford her. Her hair was a ss, her face sallow, and she was so thin she was practically skin and bones.
Hannah could hardly recognize her at first glance!
It wasn’t until Brianna threw herself into Hannah’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably, that she realized this emaciated woman was indeed her mother.
"Hannah! My daughter..."
"Mom!" Hannah broke down, and the two of them held each other tightly, crying their hearts out.
Brianna had endured suffering in prison that she had never experienced in her entire life! Not only had she been brutally bullied by fellow inmates, but even her als were stolen. She was constantly hungry, living in fear that she might not survive.
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