Wendy shifted, trying to get up.


    But the moment she moved, Stanley stirred awake. He wrapped his arms around her. "You''re awake?"


    Wendy buried her face in his chest and said nothing.


    Stanley''s eyes were still heavy with sleep, his usual cold and distant demeanor softened into somethingzy and almost sensual. He reached out and pinched her cheek gently. "What''s wrong? Are you mad at me? Giving me the silent treatment?"


    Of course, Wendy was angry. Last night, he had forced himself on her. She didn''t want to deal with him right now. Stanley smiled, nting a kiss on her forehead. "You''re adorable even when you''re mad."


    Wendy twisted her fingers into his muscles, giving him a sharp pinch.


    Stanley rolled over, pinning her beneath him. "Didn''t have enoughst night? Then let''s keep going."


    Wendy trembled. Last night, he had drained every bit of her strength, and now he wanted more?


    She refused firmly. "No! It''s daytime now. There''s still no news from Jessica. I''m really worried about Be and Mrs. Ang."


    Stanley understood her concern and softened his voice. "No news might actually be good news. Jessica''s probably wrecking her brain right now, trying to think of a way out.


    Wendy nodded. "Let''s get up.''


    "Alright."


    Stanley and Wendy got out of bed just as Zayn walked in. "Mr. Hawk."


    Zayn was here to report on work.


    Wendy nced at Stanley, then quietly slipped


    Out of the CEO''s office and left.


    Halsey sent her a message. [I just heard Mr. Larson came back to the country today.]


    Horace had been away for a while, but today he returned.


    Wendy''s eyes lit up. [Has he arrived?]


    Halsey replied, [He''s justnded. If you hurry, you can still catch him at the airport.]


    That was perfect.


    Wendy got into her car and headed straight to the airport.


    s simple


    This time, she came alone. She didn''t want Stanley with her. After all, Jessica was Stanley''s fiancée, and the alliance between the Hawk and Larson families was tangled withplex family interests that were as they appeared.


    Wendy didn''t want Be caught in the middle of the family drama, and she didn''t want Stanley stuck between


    them either.


    Right now, she just wanted to see Horace.


    Soon, Wendy arrived at the airport. She made a beeline for the main hall, where she spotted Horace.


    She hadn''t seen him in three years. Horace hadn''t changed much-today, he wore a ck coat, his handsome, chiseled features standing out sharply. His calm, powerful presence made those around him step back respectfully, even as they stole nces, almost revering him.


    This was the charisma of a business emperor.


    Behind Horace, his butler and assistant followed closely as he walked forward.


    Wendy stepped up and sfood right in front of him. “Hello, Mr. Larson. It''s been a long time."


    Horace stopped. His assistant quickly stepped forward. "Maam, please move aside. If you need to see Mr. Larson, you need an appointment."


    Wendy looked at Horace directly. "I''m Wendy Crone. Don''t you remember me?" Horace raised a hand. "Step back."


    His assistant obediently retreated behind him.


    Horace met Wendy''s gaze. Of course, he remembered her. Those clear, sharp eyes were just as bright and intelligent as they had been three years ago, impossible to forget.


    He smiled faintly. "Hello, Ms. Crone. It''s been three years.


    Wendy arched her elegant brows. "I''m d you still remember me."


    Horace nodded. "I''ve heard a bit about youtely, something about you attending


    the Zenith G in the Capital. You''re Jolin, right?"