There was a hint of triumph in Ariana's eyes as she reminisced, her tying filled with deep nostalgia, "Didn't Patrick tell you? We have known each other since we were young, we had a marriage arrangement since we were in our mothers' wombs."

"Yes, he mentioned it." Madeline responded indifferently.

This past was like a thorn in her heart, causing her to be angry for several days when Patrick mentioned it. Now, hearing it from Ariana, Madeline's heart felt sour beyond words.

They say that first love leaves the deepest memories, Madeline wondered if that scumbag Patrick felt the same.

"We played together since we were young, Patrick took special care of me. I felt warm around that 'brother' back then, hoping to grow up quickly and marry him..."

At this point, Ariana glanced at Madeline, noticing her change in expression before continuing, "Patrick also said he would marry me when we grow up, but who would have thought that things would change. The childhood promises turned into jokes. The ying who would marry him in the end was not me."

Ariana sighed with pretended regret, but jealousy towards Madeline was swirling in her heart like a raging river, even her fists clenched uncontrollably.

"How could childhood jokes be taken seriously? Now that Patrick is with me, Miss Ariana should be mindful of her status. It's best to get rid of any unwarranted thoughts, so as not to make yourself look bad." Despite feeling uncomfortable, Madeline managed to suppress her emotions and coldly responded.

Ariana, however, did not heed her warning at all, provocatively saying, "For these two hearts to come together, the support of both sets of parents is needed. The Patrick family has always valued matching social status, even if you and Patrick have already registered, as long as you haven't held a wedding ceremony, your relationship is not viewed favorably."

The Luna family, what status are you in? Who in the entire business circle doesn't know about it? Now because of you, Patrick is not on good terms with his mother. Madeline, I really don't know what your intentions are in getting close to Patrick. Is it really as others guess, just for power and riches, to soar to great heights like a phoenix?

Ariana no longer pretended, directly sarcastically remarked that Madeline's humble background does not deserve Patrick.

Facing her provocation, Madeline suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at her coldly, "I don't care at all about the Patrick family. Don't try to sow discord between me and Patrick with your words. No matter how you try to provoke, we are doing fine."

Madeline's proud and cold tying made Ariana's face instantly ugly.

But she was no pushover and completely ignored Madeline, "Do you really think Patrick loves you? Madeline, don't be so naive. I may not know him better than you, but I know his character. Everyone he does is dying with passion. If today he can conflict with you and your godmother, tomorrow he will surely abandon you and your child for a new love."

Seeing her deliberate attempts to sabotage her relationship with Patrick, Madeline chuckled, "Thank you for the reminder, Miss Ariana. Patrick is my husband. I know his character better than anyone. Whether we end in love or part ways in the end, it has nothing to do with you."

The more Ariana tried to destroy their relationship, the more Madeline trusted Patrick.

Because women, as creatures, only want to compete and snatch what they cannot have. They even deliberately reminisce about the past to show their presence, trying to destroy the relationship between couples by taking advantage of vulnerabilities.

Ariana is a typical example, but she underestimated Madeline. Having seen many such women in Shangri-La, she has become adept at dealing with them.

"Alright, I'm tired, so I won't accompany Miss Ariana any longer. If Miss Ariana still has elegance, feel free to stroll around." With these words, Madeline turned around to leave.

"Wait!" Ariana stopped her and declared directly, "Nan Xavier and I were originally a couple. It was your intrusion that took my man away. So no matter what tricks you try, I will snatch him back."

Madeline's step forward suddenly stopped, but she didn't turn back. Instead, she scoffed and then continued walking ahead.

At that moment, a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the shadows, wielding a stick and forcefully smashing it down.

Madeline felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, gradually losing consciousness and falling into a coma the next second.

Ariana approached and kicked her heavily, then ordered the man, "I'm handing her over to you, consider it your reward."

"Thank you, Miss Ariana," the man's eyes gleamed with a lecherous light.

At the same time, Patrick got up after finishing the last cup of tea, and Wu Ming felt his head getting heavy. He squinted fiercely and said to Lina, "It's getting late, mother should rest early." After speaking, Patrick did not stay longer, he walked towards the door. The feeling of heaviness in his footsteps became stronger, even his consciousness gradually blurred. Just as he stepped out of the door, Patrick collapsed on the ground. Lina, indifferent, sipped her tea, watching as the two bodyguards quietly took him away, a grim smile appearing on her lips. "Patrick'er, forgive Mom for doing this. Shu's Yara is not a suitable match for you. You can love anyone else, just not Madeline!" In the dark night, a man carrying Madeline shuttled through the backyard. When he reached a safe place and was about to tear her clothes, a dark figure passed behind him. "Attacking Patrick's woman in Patrick's villa, you're quite bold." A cold voice sounded behind him, frightening the man who instinctively wanted to run. Freya, however, intercepted him in front of him, seeing his face clearly through the dim light.

The bodyguard knew he had been discovered, so he immediately struck towards Freya. As the opponent attacked, Freya slightly dodged the blow, then kicked him in the back, sending the bodyguard flying. The blow was not light, as the bodyguard let out a cry and spat out a mouthful of blood heavily. Freya stepped forward, kicking him in the stomach, her cold eyes showing a hint of ruthlessness, "Dare to lay a hand on my friend, you deserve to die!"

"S-Sorry, spare me, Mrs. Austin," the bodyguard trembled in fear, his voice shaking, "I was also forced by someone to do this heinous act."

Bathed in moonlight, with the night wind lifting her soft hair, Freya spoke indifferently, "If you don't want to die, do as I say, or else you won't see the sun tomorrow morning."

She had long known that Ariana and Lina staying overnight must have some plan, and she was right, these two women actually wanted to harm Madeline.

"As long as Mrs. Austin spares my life, I'm willing to do anything."

Freya raised an eyebrow, sneering, "It's simple, I want you to contact Ariana, tell her Everyone has been taken care of, and ask her to come over to watch the show."

Since this woman was determined to bring about her own downfall, let her taste what it's like to be trampled upon, and let her know that not Everything is someone she can provoke.

"Daring to bully her friends, there will be consequences for this!

"Okay, I will contact her immediately."