Chapter 170

Madelyn glared at Forrest, who was standing there gloating over her. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you?!” Her ankle hurt a lot, and tears started forming in her eyes.

Forrest leaned closer to meet her gaze. “Don’t you think that it’s fun? Serve you right!”

In her mind, Madelyn thought, ‘Every time I see him, something goes wrong.’

Seeing Forrest here was a surprise. His mother was the reason Ethan’s parents got divorced. Madelyn didn’t think he would be invited.

Madelyn felt uncomfortable and painful. She got up slowly, brushing dirt off her black dress. Thankfully, the dirt wasn’t easy to see on it.

“This is just my luck!” Madelyn grumbled. She didn’t want to argue anymore and was about to leave.

But then Forrest called out impatiently from behind her. “Hey!”

Ignoring him, Madelyn limped away. Forrest noticed her hurt ankle and asked, “Where do you think you’re going? There’s nothing ahead.”

Madelyn finally stopped in her tracks, realizing she had taken the wrong path. ‘No wonder I haven’t seen anyone around here, and it’s so dark.’

Madelyn was stubborn, and if Forrest hadn’t reminded her, she might have kept going even though she was lost.

She turned around slowly, avoiding looking at Forrest, and walked on a narrow path made of brick tiles.

She didn’t want to talk to him at all and planned to walk past. But suddenly, Forrest moved. Before she knew it, he had lifted her up onto his shoulder.

“What are you doing? Put me down! Forrest Arnold!” Madelyn protested, feeling dizzy.

The third floor of the big mansion was all lit up. Ethan stood by the French window, his demeanor elegant. But he seemed a bit unfriendly when he talked. “If you want to work with us, that would be great. Name your price.”

Frida responded, “I can give you this project. I can even just give it without asking for anything.”

Ethan didn’t seem to take her seriously. He said, “You might have forgotten, but Arnold Corporation was supposed to get that project three years ago. Your current husband stole the contract from us.

That’s why I’m here today. Because we used to be connected, I’m willing to split the profit fifty-fifty.”

Frida looked at her son, feeling sad about what he said. “Ethan, do you have to talk like that to “Do I need your opinion? I like her, that’s all…”

Just then, a servant hurried over and whispered something to Yvonne. Her face changed quickly, showing she was nervous. “Really? I’m going there now!”

“But he’s already in the study with your mother, seems like they’re talking about business. You might have to wait a bit.”

“It’s okay, I’ll wait.” With that, Yvonne hurried away.

Timothy called after her from behind, “Where are you off to again? Is something on fire?”

Adrian, dressed in a white suit, approached gracefully with a smile. “Stop staring. She’s already gone.”

Timothy acted uninterested, “Who was even looking at her? Acting like a goofball!”

Shifting to a more comfy position, he asked, “By the way, where’s Forrest? Didn’t he come to Yvonne’s birthday?”

Adrian shrugged, “He arrived early, then disappeared somewhere.”

Timothy grinned, “Probably sneaking off with some lady again!”

Meanwhile, Madelyn took a wrong turn and as she walked, things started feeling weirder. The sky was getting darker, and she couldn’t see the path ahead.

Then, out of nowhere, a stone rolled in from behind, right under the thin straps of Madelyn’s high-

heeled shoes. She slipped on the stone, cried out ‘Ah!’ and fell right into the bushes.

Just then, Forrest emerged, slightly leaning forward, and let out a mischievous laugh. “Silly girl…”