Arthur pulled over his car and got off. With a bright smile, he walked up to Edith and took the suitcase
from her hand, then proceeded to put it in the trunk of his car.
"Mrs. Qin, I will be driving you back!"
Arthur told her, his smile never leaving his face. Edith just couldn't help but be fond of this handsome
young man.
To her mind, men like Clark and Arthur were by far much better than Rufus. They were always cordial
and polite, and they always had sunny dispositions. Rufus, however, was nothing like them. He
constantly kept a straight face, distancing himself from others. That included Edith. She did not like him
one bit.
Returning Arthur's smile, she entered his car and they drove all the way back to the Qin family villa.
Cassandra had already made preparations and sent someone to handle the housekeeping. Everything
was all set. The floors gleamed and the windows let in the a fresh breeze, as if to welcome its
occupants.
Arthur helped them carry their suitcases into the house. With wary eyes, he looked around. Finding the
room empty with no sign of anyone coming, he quickly put a bug under the tea table in the big living
room with an inconspicuous flick of his hand.
After having done that, he crossed one end of the living room to the other, planting more bugs at
hidden places that nobody would ever notice. No conversation in the room would be made secret to
him.
The reasoning behind his action was simple: Clark had told him to do it, and he obliged. Driving the
Qins back home was the perfect opportunity to carry out the plan. Originally, Clark planned to do it
himself, but Cassandra had been adamant on refusing his assistance, making up whatever ridiculous
excuse she could to keep her distance from him.
This was where Arthur stepped in. He had promised to Clark that he would make sure to bug the house
of the Qin family so he could keep an ear out for Edith and her daughters.
'Oh my precious Cassandra. Did you really think that moving out of my villa would let you escape me?
You are simply too naive!' Clark thought darkly to himself, summoning Cassandra's lovely face in his
mind. 'No one leaves me until I say so.'
He lurked around her like a shadow, waiting with an evil smirk in the darkness for the best time to
strike. Clark always got what he wanted, and destroying Cassandra and all the people close to her
would not be an exception. She could run and hide, but he would always find her. He closed his eyes,
savoring the image of her struggling in his grasp, the life slowly draining from her face.
Cassandra had no inkling that there was big danger awaiting her, watching her every move. She
walked out of her mother's room to the living room and found that Arthur seemingly looking around.
She slowly walked up to him and greeted him with a smile.
"Thank you for helping us move,"
Cassandra said politely. After all, Arthur was Cloris's boyfriend. The conflict between the two of them
was a thing of the past. If things went well, they might even become a family in the future.
"You're welcome. I was glad to do it,"
Arthur calmly replied. His hand moved from underneath the table to his pocket discreetly as he
answered her.
"You know, sometimes Cloris can be a bit childish. I don't know if you have seen it before, but her
tantrums are quite something. I hope you can be patient with her. She's used to getting what she
wants. She was spoiled by our parents, even me. But she is really a sweet girl. Please treat her well."
Cassandra had a lot of things she wanted to say. She had endless worries as Cloris's older sister and
as the eldest daughter of the family. But in the end, she only told Arthur to be good to her little sister. If
Cloris could be happy, then that was all that mattered.
She wanted nothing but the best for her sister.
Before Arthur could reply, Cloris's voice rang through the room. "Arthur, why are you still in the living
room? Come up here and help me," she called out, walking downstairs to stand beside Arthur. Without
even the slightest greeting to Cassandra, she grabbed Arthur's arm in hers and dragged him away to
her room.
Arthur turned back and smiled at Cassandra, then left with Cloris.
As soon as they were inside Cloris's room, she closed the door and pouted in annoyance.
"Arthur, why did you smile like that to Cassandra? I don't like you looking at her that way!"
Of course, Cassandra was right about Cloris. She was spoiled, and acted like a brat, as what was
happening now. Childish jealousy flared up inside her when she saw Arthur and her sister alone talking
in the living room. Seeing them like that did not sit well with her. She wanted Arthur to never look at any
other woman than herself.
The first time she liked someone, Cassandra got in the way and stole him. She got what she deserved
when Rufus left her, but now, it seemed that her sister was once again standing in the way of her
happiness. 'I won't let her take Arthur from me this time!' Cloris seethed inwardly.
Cassandra was nothing but a dirty bitch. All she knew was snatching up other women's men instead of
getting her own. It was a ridiculous thing. Clark, who was rich and handsome, liked her so much and
even went out of his way to win her over, but Cassandra just kept on pushing him away. Did she want
to see men run after her that much? It was infuriating.
Vicious words filled Cloris's head as she thought about her own sister, but with a practiced expression,
she remained sweet and innocent in front of her boyfriend.
"You're so silly," Arthur shook his head fondly at Cloris. "What are you talking about? I was only being
polite to your sister."
He reached out and gently pinched Cloris's cheek. The affection she saw in his eyes put her at ease.
But still, she didn't like Cassandra getting too close.
"I don't care! You can't smile at her, and you can't be in a room with her alone!"
Childishly, Cloris put out her pinky to Arthur in the manner of making a promise.
Arthur chuckled at her, but relented. He held out his little finger and hooked it with Cloris's with a smile
on his face. After that, he started to unpack Cloris's things from suitcase in the room.
Seeing Arthur move around her room to help her sort her things made Cloris feel warm and cherished.
Here he was, taking his own time to help and stay with her. Affection flooded her heart as she watched
him put her things on the shelves.
'Arthur, you are mine. I will never let you be taken away by anyone, especially that woman!' she swore
to herself.
Arthur, who had his back turned to Cloris, was going through the mindless task of arranging her things.
Cloris could not see the thoughtful look on his face as he tried to arrive to his own conclusions. His
eyes were cold and calculating as he thought of the earlier conversation between the sisters.
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