Ch. 1946..1950

Chapter 1946

Caprice did not linger. She walked out the gate and called a cab to take her to Carter Tech City. She completely discarded what Heather told her to the back of her mind.

She could hardly be bothered; all she cared about was seeing Liam as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Heather sat inside her car and spied on the taxi Caprice just hailed. She never planned to make the trip herself to confront Caprice. This was all Moses' fault. The buffoon of a man who did not know what was good for him and refused to cooperate with her.

Fortunately, it seemed like she successfully riled Caprice up. She seemed to be in a rush to get to Carter Tech City. Was she going to Liam to beg him to take her with him to this weekend's party?

Heather snorted scornfully.

If Liam refused, they would probably get into a fight.

On the other hand, if he did bring her along, it would certainly spice things up-

She chuckled to herself, impressed by her deviousness. She was already in cahoots with many of the attendees who were her friends, and she was going to make sure that the moment Caprice got to the party, she would be ostracized and realize that she did not belong there. She was a measly commoner who did not deserve to stand by Liam's side!

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Carter Tech City.

Caprice hopped out and walked in.

As usual, the security guard posted at the entrance immediately opened the gate for her the moment he saw her approaching. As soon as Caprice stepped past, she noticed two familiar figures coming her way.

It was Moses and Kenneth. They were both dressed in suits with stacks of documents in their hands, and they seemed to be discussing something serious.

When they noticed Caprice, they were jolted.

Moses turned to Kenneth. "Could you wait for me in the car? I'll catch up with you in a second." "Okay." Kenneth stole a glance at Caprice before heading to the car.

Moses approached Caprice.

"Caprice, are you here to see President Carter?" he asked with a pleasant smile. "Yeah, | guess you're here for business?" Caprice asked in a friendly voice. "Yeah," Moses said with a nod. "I'm off now. See you."

“Alright, see you."

They went their separate ways.

Caprice stepped into the city.

"One more thing," Moses suddenly called after her again.

She turned back to him. "What's up?"

Moses seemed to juggle the words in his mind for a while before starting, ” Do you remember Heather Manson from W Entertainment?"

"Yeah, what about her?"

"| have a feeling she has a thing for President Carter. Watch out for her."

Caprice smiled and said courteously, "| see. Thanks for telling me about this.”

"You're welcome." With nothing else to add, Moses turned and left.

Caprice had long known about Heather's hostility towards her, thus she was always on guard whenever she saw Heather. She discarded the thought and embarked on the shuttle. She was transported to Liam's office tower in just a few minutes. She went to the elevator like she owned the building, and not a single person stopped her.

When she got to the office, the door was closed.

She gently knocked on the door.

No one answered.

Was he not around?

She gently twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open. That was when she noticed Liam's figure leaning on the recliner in front of the French window.

The office was completely silent while he was resting.

Her eyes stirred. Then, she slowly tiptoed to Liam’s side. He was still sleeping, his eyes shut the entire time. His thick eyelashes cast faint shadows over his eyelids, highlighting how handsome he was.

He wore a loose black shirt with several buttons lined along the top left undone and the collar parted to the sides. Underneath the fabric were a fine Adam's apple and defined collarbones.

It was an indescribably alluring sight. Caprice gulped. She slowly stroked his collarbone with the tips of her fingers.

Liam's eyes were still closed with a peaceful expression on his face. He was in a deep sleep and hardly sensed her touch.

Chapter 1947

Caprice gulped, then she shifted her hands to Liam's shirt and slowly parted them.

Parting the fabric like a curtain, his chiseled chest and abs came into view, all eight blocks of firm muscles above the belt line. Caprice felt her cheeks glowing with heat, and even her eyes began to shine. She excitedly placed her hand on his stomach. Before she had time to savor the wonderful texture of his toned muscles, she felt her wrist seized by a hand. She nearly jumped. Immediately after that, Liam's hand tugged hard at her.

Thump!

She landed directly on top of him. She looked up and met his dark, penetrating gaze.

He looked at her with remarkable calmness. The deep, ominous pool of blackness in his eyes made Caprice shiver. It was terrifying to look into those eyes.

“When did you wake up?” “What were you going to do to me if | didn’t wake up in time?" he asked with a grin.

She blushed and avoided his gaze. She stammered as she spoke, "I... wasn't going to do anything to you. | just saw that your clothes were creased, so | figured I'd tidy them for you."

Liam suppressed a smile and grabbed her chin. "Really?” "Yes!" Caprice almost shrieked.

"It’s still creased. Why don’t you take care of it for me?" Caprice was taken aback by this offer. "Can...can |?” Liam let go of her arms.

She stood up.

He rose from the recliner as well and stood in front of her like a mannequin. His figure that obstructed the light pouring in from outside cast a large shadow on Caprice's tiny figure.

She looked up at him. His shirt was barely hanging onto his body by this point. How was she supposed to fix it?

Just as she was considering if she should help him button up the shirt, he suddenly moved. His slender fingers progressed through the buttons from the top to bottom, unbuttoning them one after the other.

Caprice felt her breath stifled, and her cheeks grew red.

Liam looked at her and said in a sensual voice, "You can start now."

Start what?

Touching him?

Since he had unbuttoned his shirt, this was probably what he meant.

She looked at him with an uncertain look in her eyes.

He met her gaze head-on with the usual cool look on his face, but she could not make out what he was thinking.

Was he intentionally doing this because his afternoon sleep was interrupted and decided that this was the way to punish her? She suppressed her nerves as best as she could.

She made her hands move and began to help him button his shirt again, starting from the neckline. She muttered a wry explanation, didn't mean to wake you up..."

Liam was silent.

His brows furrowed.

He took a deep breath. Without warning, he threw his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and planted a passionate kiss on her lips.

Caprice was completely taken by shock.

Why did he suddenly kiss her?

His movements were brash and tempestuous.

She did not have time to collect herself and lost herself in the passion.

After a prolonged kiss, Liam released her from the kiss at last. He wrapped her in his arms and muttered in a low voice, "Dummy."

Caprice was still busy catching her breath, but the moment she heard Liam making fun of her, he turned up and asked snappily, "Who are you calling a dummy?"

She hated having her intellect insulted! Liam looked at her puffed-up, angry expression and said with his lips quipped to the side, "I was talking about myself."

Caprice grinned. She pressed herself close to his chest and wrapped her arms tightly around him before asking, ‘When did you wake up?" "| wasn’t sleeping,” he confessed.

 

Chapter 1948

What???

Had he been awake since the moment she came into the office?

He was awake when she was feeling up his collarbone and his abs all along?

Flabbergasted, her cheeks reddened in a mix of embarrassment and humiliation. She frowned disapprovingly and shrieked his full name, "Liam Carter!!"

Liam squinted playfully. "Hm?”

Caprice made a show of grunting and pouting, expressing her disapproval. She was still slightly irked. Liam ruffled her hair and asked with a faint smile, "Do you still want to touch me?"

His shirt was still open, his body in full view.

Caprice's eyes blazed at the prospect, and her anger dissipated instantly.

"Can |?" she asked uncertainly.

Liam broke into a chuckle. "Sure."

She obliged and began to feel his toned muscles.

After the two messed around for a while longer, Caprice’s stomach began growling. She cringed and immediately put a hand to her stomach to silence the hunger.

Liam grinned. “Hungry?” She muttered shyly, "Yeah." She had not had a single bite of food since leaving Glanchester, and it was already afternoon.

"Take a seat on the couch over there.” Liam gestured. Then, he went to the desk and picked up the landline phone on the table to make a call.

Caprice could hear him speaking to someone on the phone. "Get us lunch.’

After that, he opened his desk drawer and extracted a pack of bread from it. He would usually snack on some bread while he was busy with work just to fill his stomach. He was not sure if Caprice would be a fan of the bread since it was not as flavorful as her usual choice of food.

He handed the bread to her and poured her a glass of water on the side. " Eat this to fill your stomach for now. Lunch will be here for a second."

Caprice smiled. "Okay, thank you."

She tore the wrapper open and started eating.

It was not very tasteful, but at least it was fresh and its texture was springy when she bit into it, so she enjoyed the bread. Liam observed her with a faint smile.

Just as he said, the secretary knocked on the door shortly after that and brought lunch into the room.

Liam gently caressed her head. "| have a meeting. I'll be right back.”

“Alright, go ahead."

He got up and left.

Caprice opened the lunch box and enjoyed her wonderful lunch.

After she was full, she stretched lazily on the couch. Liam was not back yet, and she was all alone in the quiet office.

She got sleepy after a while and plopped herself on the couch. She closed her eyes to catch up on some rest. A wave of drowsiness hit her in no time, and she drifted off to sleep shortly after.

It was evening by the time she woke up.

The afterglow of the setting sun refracted through the French windows and engulfed the bedroom, furnishing the office with a gentle ambiance.

She touched the soft mattress underneath her and surveyed her unfamiliar surroundings. Before she could figure out where she was, she heard a voice coming from outside the bedroom.

“Are you not going to the dinner party this weekend?" It was Isabel's voice.

"No," Liam said firmly.

"If you're not going, then I’m not going too,” Isabel stated.

Liam remarked indifferently, "Do what you want. Good luck persuading Dad though."

Isabel expressed irritably, "Stupid Flinty is not going, you're not going, so why should | go by myself?" Liam said, "Mom and Dad will be there.”

Isabel groaned, "I don't get along with them. You know that.

 

Chapter 1949

Chapter 1949 Liam ignored her.

This made her more irritable. "It's all you guys’ fault! If one of you or Flinty would take up the family business, Dad wouldn't have thrown it on my lap!"

Liam expressed without interest, "It's not like you have anything going on anyway." He said it without any inflection in his voice.

Isabel exploded, "What do you mean | have nothing going on?! Do you have any idea how busy | am?! | have a lot of films to shoot!"

She raised her voice by several pitches, and it sounded like she was going to throw herself on Liam.

Caprice was alarmed and immediately threw the door open. She noticed Isabel who seemed like she was about to pounce on Liam's desk and cried out, Isabel, don't be angry! Uncle Carter probably let you take over because he trusts that you can handle it.”

Isabel flipped a look at her. The infuriated expression on her face immediately vanished it. What took its place was a gentle and doting smile.

"Caprice?" she said with a spring in her voice before darting a look at Liam. "How long have you been hiding Caprice in your office?"

Caprice winced. "I... | accidentally fell asleep after lunch." Liam must have carried her into the bedroom.

Isabel chuckled. "No need to explain. | understand." Caprice sighed weakly.

Something suddenly occurred to Isabel, and a flash crossed her eyes. "Caprice, have you started your new semester yet?" she asked suddenly.

Liam seemed alarmed by this as well, so he asked warily, "Isabel, what are you up to?”

"Caprice is basically my sister. What did you think | was going to do to her?" Isabel snapped back grumpily, then she turned back to Caprice with an affectionate smile.

Caprice answered her question, 'The semester starts next week."

"Does that mean you're free this weekend?"

Caprice considered briefly, "I think so."

"Perfect! I'll take you somewhere fun this Sunday evening."

“Where are were going?" Caprice asked suspiciously.

Isabel went up to her and threw her arms around her shoulders. "You'll see." Caprice looked at Liam.

There was not a trace of emotion on his face, but he must be aware of what sort of place Isabel planned to take her to. Surely, he would object if it was some questionable place. Since he was not objecting, it should be fine.

Isabel turned to Liam again and assured her, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of Caprice for you."

Liam ignored her and turned to Caprice. 'There's something | need to deal with that night, so | can't spend time with you. If you don't have anything to do, feel free to join Isabel."

Caprice nodded affirmatively.

She figured that it should be fine to hang out with Isabel. After all, they had not spent time together for a while.

Isabel hung around for a little longer before leaving.

Caprice stuck around. She was sprawled out on the couch with a book that she was hardly reading; it was only a facade so that she could stare at Liam without him noticing.

After he was finished with work, the two went out for dinner. They loitered around a scenic area for a while until it was midnight. Then, they took Liam’s car back to Sparkrow University.

The car stopped outside the gate of the dormitory. Caprice pecked a gentle kiss on Liam's face. "Bye-bye." With that, she opened the door and hopped out.

Liam smiled faintly and stared at her departing figure. After ensuring that she was inside the dormitory, he turned to the driver. "Let's go."

Three days later, on Sunday, Caprice got a call from Isabel around noon.

Isabel told her that she was already waiting outside, so Caprice walked out of the dormitory immediately. The moment Isabel noticed her, she lowered the car window and waved excitedly. "Over here, Caprice!" Since he was a famous actress, several passersby heard her cry and immediately turned to gawk at her.

Meanwhile, Caprice quickly sprinted toward the car.

 

Chapter 1950

The interior of the car was rather spacious.

Isabel's driver was driving, and her assistant was in the car as well. Caprice squeezed into the rear and sat next to Isabel.

Isabel did not have her hair tied up and draped it elegantly over her back instead. She wore a classy black high-waisted dress and adorned herself with two pieces of minimal but luxurious necklace that must have cost a fortune.

Caprice recalled how she always saw Isabel dressed casually. It was very rare for her to be dressed so formally. She asked in an intrigued voice, "Are you going to attend some kind of formal event?"

“Not just me. We are going to attend a special event tonight," Isabel said curtly while eyeing Caprice up and down. Then, she turned to the driver." Let's make a quick stop at my place."

"Alright," the driver said and stepped on the gas pedal.

"Isabel, why are we going to your place?" Caprice asked in a puzzled voice.

Isabel gently pinched her cheeks. "We're going to get you dressed up."

Considering the venue tonight, she could not let Caprice show up in such casual attire.

Caprice joined the dots immediately and nodded briskly. "Alright."

Isabel's apartment was in the middle of the city. It was a roughly twenty- minute drive before they got there.

It was an enormous apartment, far larger than Liam's. You could hardly spot the other end of the place from the entrance.

Despite the countless decorative pieces and furniture all over the place, the place managed to preserve a homely ambiance without seeming like a hoarder's lot.

The girls went into the dressing area.

Isabel put on makeup for Caprice, then she opened the wardrobe and revealed a row of evening dresses in all sorts of designs and colors. She attentively went through them to find the best dress for Caprice.

Caprice figured she was only tagging along for the night and expressed mildly, "Isabel, you can just pick a random dress for me. No need to trouble yourself."

"That won't do. This is my first time dressing you up, so | have to make sure | pick the perfect dress."

Having inherited the best features of her mother and father, Caprice was blessed with unparalleled good looks. She was sweet as a flower but still maintained to carry a hint of coolness underneath without seeming haughty on the outside. Since she was only nineteen, she still had not completely grown out of her adolescent looks.

Isabel told herself she had to choose wisely. She scrutinized every dress in her collection.

As she was nearing the tail end of her collection, a particular lacy floral dress caught her attention. The upper half of the skirt was fitted to the body, but the cut was loose and relaxed from the waist down, spreading out like a flower. It was an elegant piece.

The skirt was pleated and etched with patterns of beautiful roses. The floral patterns were colored in a striking white that added to its refined and elegant look. It looked like something out of a fairytale, appearing tasteful and youthful.

"Caprice, try this one." Isabel immediately handed the dress to Caprice.

Caprice hesitated briefly. "Don’t you think this dress is a little too flashy?”

She only planned to tag along for the night and was wary of stealing the spotlight.

Isabel gently tapped her forehead to silence her hesitation, then she ordered her in a firm voice, "Go get changed right now." Caprice made a face.

"Alright then."

She took the dress and went into the room to get changed.

Isabel sighed faintly.

Caprice was already nineteen-years-old but still dressed like a child. She was too reserved.

It was not surprising that her brother was hesitant to make a move on Caprice since she was still like a child in a lot of ways. The dress was easier to put on than Caprice expected. Furthermore, it was just the right size for her.

She got changed quickly and stepped back out to show her new look to Isabel.

"Isabel, I'm done," she announced.

Isabel was slumped over the couch, scrolling mindlessly on her phone when she heard Caprice. She looked over absent- mindedly and was immediately taken aback.

It took a while for her to recover from her shock. She gawked at Caprice for a while and expressed in an astonished voice, "Wow, you have a way better figure than | thought!"

Despite her tender young age, she had the ideal hourglass figure. Coupled with her looks, it was hardly fair.

She would squash all the competition if she stepped into the entertainment industry looking like that.