For the ten years she was the adopted daughter of the Lockwood Family, Isla Prescott had always been well-behaved.
The only time she stepped out of line was to have a secret relationship with Silas Lockwood, whom she'd had a crush on for years.
Because of their vast difference in status, the relationship came to a messy end.

After Isla Prescott and Silas Lockwood broke up, she was pursued by Silas Lockwood's good friend, Shane Sterling.
"He doesn't know how to cherish you. Why not consider me instead?"

In Isla Prescott's eyes, Shane Sterling
was mischievous, cunning, and full of nonsense, yet he was an even more unattainable figure than Silas Lockwood.
Isla Prescott was sure she had never provoked him, but he cornered her by the bedside when he was drunk,
caressing her red lips again and again, pleading with her over and over, "Isla Prescott, won't you give me a kiss?"

What she didn't know was that, in places she couldn't see, he had been waiting with deep affection for a very, very long time.

Annabelle Leighton never dreamed she'd run into Morgan Hayes here.


Her first reaction was, 'Isla Prescott's wedding bouquet really worked wonders. It's already led my red string of fate right to him!'


Morgan Hayes was wearing sunglasses. His gaze seemed to land on Annabelle, but then again, maybe it didn't.


Just as Annabelle was about to say hello, she heard him speak. "If you're going to Brieridge Village, I can give you a ride."


Wyatt Ford shot Annabelle a look of disbelief. Wasn't she the one who just said she wouldn't accept a ride from a strange man? How come she's willing now that another strange man has shown up?


"I'm heading out first. Thanks for waiting for the tow truck here. I'll see you in Brieridge Village later." Annabelle patted Wyatt Ford's shoulder and added in his ear, "I'll count today as overtime. Triple pay."


Chapter 140 - Chapter 127: Fated