Listening to Miles Sterling’s drunken words, the woman and Vanessa Sterling both froze.

Although Vanessa Sterling indeed needed someone to rescue her at the moment, she didn’t want that person to be Miles Sterling, and she was very resistant to what Miles Sterling said.

So, Vanessa Sterling quickly denied it, explaining, "He’s drunk... just talking nonsense. Auntie, you should go back to your room and rest. I’ll call his family to come and get him."

The woman gave a dry laugh, seemingly aware that Vanessa Sterling’s relationship with the man wasn’t ordinary, so she didn’t continue the previous topic and turned back to her room.

Vanessa Sterling breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at Miles Sterling sitting on the ground, and helplessly turned inside to pick up her phone.

Flipping through her few contacts on her phone, she didn’t know who she should call.

Recalling that Quentin Sterling had asked her about Miles Sterling just that day, Vanessa Sterling hesitated before typing Quentin Sterling’s number into the dial pad.

About ten minutes later, Quentin Sterling arrived at the apartment and let out a sigh when he saw Miles Sterling passed out by Vanessa Sterling’s door, talking to himself, "Why did he drink so much again?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Vanessa Sterling just stood by the door, didn’t speak, and didn’t go over to lend a hand.

She watched as Quentin Sterling, slightly struggling, pulled Miles Sterling up from the ground, needing to support him by the arm for him to barely stand.

Quentin Sterling supported Miles Sterling, asking Vanessa Sterling, "Did he say anything to you when he came looking for you?"

Vanessa Sterling shook her head: "He was already drunk when he got here."

Quentin Sterling sighed, "Ah, I don’t really know what’s up with him. Maybe the family is pushing him too hard to get married."

Vanessa Sterling just gave a dry laugh and didn’t respond. Quentin Sterling said gently, "I’ll take him home then, you should rest early too."

"Thank you, Uncle."

Quentin Sterling chuckled softly, "No need for thanks, we’re family."

Vanessa Sterling paused, watching Quentin Sterling’s back as he left with Miles Sterling.

She felt that Quentin Sterling was probably the one who hadn’t changed much after all.

No matter what happened, he retained that bit of tenderness for those around him.

When Clarissa Morgan’s incident blew up then, she’d seen it on the news. Though she wasn’t involved, she could understand Quentin Sterling’s despair and pain at the time, especially since he had trusted and loved Clarissa Morgan so much before.

After experiencing a relationship like that, for Quentin Sterling to find his former self again was something only he knew the struggle of enduring.

Vanessa Sterling returned to her room, Quentin Sterling’s words "family" still echoing in her ears, bringing back many past images in her mind.

She remembered when she first came to The Sterling, the only person she could rely on was Miles Sterling, who now frightened her so much.

Initially, she felt lucky to have met such a brother willing to give her toys, snacks, and warm, beautiful clothes...

But later on, for some unknown reason, everything changed.

He personally destroyed everything he had once given her, replacing those beauties with violence and gore, turning warmth into fear.

In short, she could never go back to that so-called home.

Three days later, the news on her phone pushed out the announcement of Miles Sterling’s engagement to a socialite. Miles had always been known for his romantic affairs.

This playboy in the eyes of the public announced his engagement, sparking quite a bit of interest.

However, in the engagement news, the photos of Miles Sterling and the lady were all composites, either because there were no photos of the two together or because the media didn’t have any, thus taking this approach.

When Vanessa Sterling saw this news, she felt relieved inside.

She had always felt that if Miles Sterling settled down, he might no longer focus on her, and she wouldn’t have to live so anxiously.

This time the progress was exceptionally quick. From the announcement of the engagement to the wedding took only about a week.

The day before the wedding, Quentin Sterling still called Vanessa Sterling, asking about Miles Sterling’s whereabouts.

Whether they found him or not was unknown, but the wedding proceeded as scheduled the next day.

The wedding was only communicated to the public through the media, and the pictures accompanying it were merely scenes from the wedding venue, with no photos of the couple together so far.

Online gossip speculated that this playboy hadn’t truly settled and possibly married for beneficial reasons.

Indeed, wedding news was just released in the morning, and by evening news of Miles Sterling secretly meeting a sexy lady surfaced.

However, Vanessa Sterling recognized that the so-called sexy lady in the news was actually Bianca Jennings, and the photos just showed them sitting face to face, drinking and chatting.

It’s just that on the day of his wedding, meeting with an unfamiliar woman was enough to spark intrigue.

Similar news heated up online for three days before slowly dying down.

Vanessa Sterling thought this would be the end of it but unexpectedly, two days later, a woman she didn’t recognize knocked on her door.

The woman looked gentle and courteous, smiling as she greeted Vanessa Sterling, "Hello."

Vanessa Sterling looked slightly stunned at the woman and responded after pursing her lips, "Hello, may I ask who you are..."

The woman, smiling, replied, "Perhaps you should call me sister-in-law."

Vanessa Sterling took a moment to understand the meaning behind the woman’s words, realizing that she had seen this woman in the news reports recently.

She was Miles Sterling’s newlywed wife.

Just... why did she come here?

"May I come in and sit?"

Upon hearing the woman’s request, Vanessa Sterling instinctively stepped aside to let her in.

The woman walked into the room in high heels, carrying herself in a way that made it feel like she was the rightful owner of the house.

"Do I need to change my shoes?" The woman stood at the entrance, asking while scanning the room.

"It’s okay, no need to change." Though Vanessa Sterling maintained a certain vigilance, she still extended hospitality, "Feel free to sit, I’ll get you a glass of water."

The woman placed her designer bag by her side, smiled while pointing at the single sofa beside her, and said to Vanessa Sterling, "No need to trouble yourself, you can come and sit too."

Though the woman didn’t seem aggressive, Vanessa Sterling inexplicably felt an overwhelming pressure.

She went over to sit and asked, "Is there something you need from me?"

The woman replied cheerfully, "I just came by to chat with you. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself; my name is Gwen Grant, you can call me sister-in-law or just sister."

Vanessa Sterling merely smiled dryly and nodded, unable to naturally call out because she didn’t consider Miles Sterling her brother, nor did she wish to continue any ties with The Sterling.