People often say when men reach middle age, their looks and strength deteriorate.
Amelia Clarke doesn't think so. At least, not for Owen Turner. Even in middle age, he’s still exceptionally striking and strong.
Owen Turner countered, saying: “I'm only thirty-five, nowhere near middle-aged.”
…
Owen Turner, born into a distinguished family, self-made founder of the Boway Group, a huge influencer in commercial circles.
When people talk about him, they describe a mature, serious, and austere entrepreneur with an unfathomable background.
Such a solemn and almost harsh successful man has, in an uncharacteristic twist, taken a young bride fourteen years his junior.
Amelia Clarke, a resilient grass that sways in the storm, became the envy of everyone overnight after marrying into a well-known affluent family.
…
Rumors circulate that Mrs. Moreland is a vixen who has seduced the upstanding, self-disciplined Mr. Turner.
Further rumors suggest that Mr. Turner is absolutely smitten with his young wife.
During an interview.
The host asked, “People say Mr. Turner married Mrs. Moreland because she's young and beautiful. Is that true? Besides beauty, does she have any other merits?”
Owen Turner responded, “I love her, whether she is beautiful or not, I would have married her regardless. She doesn't need to have any merits. Loving me is her greatest merit.”
The unsuspecting host swallowed the unexpected response and continued, “When did Mr. and Mrs. Moreland first meet? How did you meet?”
Owen Turner said, “The first meeting was fifteen years ago…”
The host: “…”
Fifteen years ago, he saved her life. Fifteen years later, he asked for her to share her life with him.
…
The twenty-one year-old Amelia Clarke became the beloved darling of the Campbell family.
Old Lady Moreland said, “Emma dear, quickly finish your bird's nest soup.”
Old Master Moreland said, “Emma dear, this ancestral bracelet is for you.”
Mr. Campbell said, “Emma dear, here's a card for you. Buy whatever you want, don't worry about the cost.”
Third Uncle Moreland said, “Jacob, you better not bully Emma. Otherwise your Third Aunt-in-law and I won't let you off!”
Third Aunt Moreland said, “Hmm hmm hmm!”
Uncle Moreland said, “I don't have much to offer, but I can provide you with two bodyguards. They can hold their own in a fight.”
Amelia Clarke said, “…” Is all this fuss necessary just because I’m pregnant?
[A one-to-one, sweet love story of a marriage in a wealthy family]

The tactic of feigned retreat, Max Davies had no intention of using it on Lynette Moreland.


Before leaving, Lynette Moreland saw him off. Under the moonlight, her face was exceptionally beautiful. Max Davies stared at her for a while and suddenly grasped her hands.


Lynette Moreland was startled and instinctively tried to pull her hands back.


Max Davies tightened his grip, "Lynette."


Lynette Moreland didn't look at him, nor did she further retract her hands. In her ears, Max Davies's probing voice rang out, "My mother asked someone to calculate it. June 6th is a good day, suitable for us to hold the wedding."


"Max, let's wait a bit longer. I'm... still not ready."


Even though Lynette Moreland's answer was within Max Davies's expectations, it still made him feel uncomfortable.


Max Davies looked down at Lynette Moreland's face, recalling Owen Moreland's words.


Chapter 1302 - Chapter 502: The Art of Feigned Retreat (Part 1)