“Gillian.” Roger Arison stepped into the ward and perfunctorily made his way toward the table where the flowers and gifts were placed. He placed the flowers and basket of gifts he had carried along on the table, no traces of concern for Gillian in his eyes.

If it wasn’t that not coming to visit Gillian would spark a reaction, he’d definitely not have come to see this cocky wench who ruined his years of hard work. Hmph.

But thinking about it, if Gillian hadn’t had an accident, would Willa be capable of using pity to win netizens' hearts and increase the stock price? No.

And it was all because of...