Having kidnapped Rachel Bailey to this place, he just wanted to see what was so special about her.

But after observing her for half an hour, he felt that compared to his own Julia, Rachel didn't even come close, not by one-tenth. How could Hansen Ruiz be willing to sell himself for a lifetime to Valence Group for her sake?

Hearing this, Rachel was stunned.

So, Glades Horne kidnapped her here because Hansen Ruiz's love for her sparked his curiosity, right?

And the latter part of Glades's words surprised her, making her ask urgently, "Young Master, who did you say sold himself to you for me?"

Glades gave her a glance and snorted coldly, "Don't pretend. You know very well who it is."

Rachel was stunned again, her face showing disbelief.

Glades's words cut to the heart; indeed, she knew who it was.

Apart from Hansen Ruiz, she couldn't think of a second man acquainted with Glades.

For her, was Hansen Ruiz willing to become Glades's assistant for life? Even though he had a powerful background just like Glades, even though he himself was a Young Master, was he really willing to be someone else's subordinate forever? Would he have left Valence Group if it were not for her?

A mix of emotions finally cleared up a bit in her.

"Take her away."

Glades had no interest in sitting there, watching her facial expressions shift endlessly. He stood up and quickly walked out of the room, ordering the two tall men who had brought Rachel to follow him with her.

This time, Rachel did not struggle.

Knowing it was Glades Horne, and that Glades was her friend's husband, she was not worried that he would harm her.

To make Hansen Ruiz more loyal to Valence Group, Glades would not harm her either.

"Where are you taking me?"

Glades didn't turn back and certainly didn't answer her question. He acted exceptionally indifferent, as if she were merely air that would dissipate with the wind. This was completely different from how intently he had been watching her just moments ago.

Indeed, this man only had Julia Bluen in his eyes; his impression of Rachel had probably become a blank slate again, right?

Rachel did not ask any further and followed Glades's steps out of the dark and dreary house.

Glades's men put her in the car that had brought her here, driving off in an unknown direction.

About half an hour later, she was brought to a clean and bright apartment that had everything one could need.

There was something black that she couldn't make out. However, she knew it was a high-tech product. It was placed on the coffee table in front of the apartment's sofa, with a pair of in-ear monitors beside it.

Glades signaled the two men to toss her onto the sofa, facing the coffee table with the in-ear monitors.

"Put on the in-ear monitors, and you can hear every word Hansen Ruiz says. I've planted a listening device on him. He's a very cautious man. I was only able to plant a bug on him because his heart is preoccupied with you; that's what gave me the chance. He doesn't know where you are. Right now, every word you hear from him will be from his heart. You can also discern from his words whether his feelings for you are genuine," Glades explained coldly.

He had already done his part to help, all thanks to his wife's request.

Actually, he looked down on Rachel's current actions and suspicions.

He believed that love should not be tested. Rachel could doubt Hansen Ruiz's love for her, but she should use time to confirm it, or feel it with her heart, instead of taking advantage of his wife's efforts to test Hansen Ruiz like this.

He felt that this was an insult to Hansen Ruiz's genuine feelings.

Rachel appeared even more astonished, staring blankly at the in-ear monitors.

"However, the listening device isn't omnipotent. Within its effective range, you can hear his words. This apartment is the closest to his villa. I've helped you as much as I can, mainly for Julia's sake. But I still want to tell you something: if Hansen Ruiz ever finds out that you've tested him like this, he will be very, very upset. He'll feel that you're insulting his deep feelings for you. Rachel Bailey, right? If you doubt Hansen Ruiz's sincerity, you might as well let time prove it, or use your heart to feel it. Hansen Ruiz and I have been best friends for many years; I know his character better than you do. The women around him who like him, who want to climb into his bed, are as numerous as the figures in your bank account. Never mind other socialites or models; within Valence Group alone, nearly a thousand female employees have a crush on him. Yet he has never been moved, never treated anyone specially. You are the only exception. I've said my piece. Do as you wish," Glades finished and turned to leave.

Rachel was still staring blankly at the in-ear monitors. Glades's words were like lash after lash, harshly whipping her, making her tremble all over.

Testing Hansen Ruiz was an insult to his genuine affection for her.

The in-ear monitors lay before her. All she had to do was reach out, pick them up, and put them to her ears. Then she could hear Hansen Ruiz's words and discern whether he was truly sincere. But she found herself unable to extend her hand, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Her heart was in turmoil.

Seeing Glades walking away, her mind suddenly cleared. She stood up swiftly and rushed towards Glades, quickly placing herself in front of him, not letting him leave. An urgency painted her small face as she asked quickly, "Do you know where Hansen Ruiz is right now?"

Glades did not respond immediately. Instead, he studied her carefully. When he was sure her expression was sincere, his eyes softened slightly. He asked faintly, "Have you decided? Not going to test him anymore? Are you no longer worried about being played by Hansen Ruiz? He is, after all, the Ruiz Family's Young Master, and the dowager of the Ruiz Family dislikes you tremendously. She will definitely do everything in her power to prevent you from being with Hansen Ruiz, she..."

"Cut the crap! Just tell me where he is!" Rachel suddenly interrupted Glades, shouting at him.

Glades raised an eyebrow; this little woman dared to shout at him!