"Is the Layton family behind this assassination attempt?" Zachary narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp. He looked like the boss of a gang.Spencer had just gotten his dressing changed. His lips were pale, and his deep voice was even hoarser than usual. "Maybe."Maybe? Zachary, Ethan, and Lucas were a little surprised. What was that supposed to mean?"We found the guy, but nothing actually points to him being the mastermind. Everyone and anyone that we can link anything to are only scapegoats," Spencer explained.Ethan snickered. "Not bad. This fellow's pretty good at hiding."Then, Zachary said, "Wait, you shouldn't have gotten injured with your skills."He rubbed his jaw. "Unless… you allowed it to happen. The accident from before didn't work out, so you're using this as a way to lure him out?"Spencer didn't say anything this time, but that was enough of an answer."Then, you had Mack and the others inform your family about this—you told them to report that you were seriously in
"Lulu, I'll be making a stop at Summeria in a few days for an event. I want to see you," a woman said.When Lucille heard the woman's voice on the other end of the line, her expression turned into a mixture of tenderness and affection, which was a rare sight.She said, "Sure. How have you been lately? Have you felt any discomfort anywhere? Remember to stop for a break whenever you get tired, okay? Ask Sandra to rearrange your schedule so it isn't too packed."It wasn't every day that one got to see Lucille being so long-winded. She was like a concerned mother nagging her children.But Jessica Larson, the woman on the other end of the line, was evidently used to it. "Alright, alright. Don't worry about me, Lulu. I'm perfect!"They chatted for a while longer until Jessica was called away by her assistant. After hanging up, Lucille made another call.It was soon answered. "Hey, Ten. What's up?"Lucille didn't beat around the bush. "How's Jessica been lately?""She just had a medic
Lucille had showered and gotten into bed by 9:00 pm. Only then did she realize something—she didn't recall Spencer mentioning where his business trip had taken him.Just then, her phone vibrated on her belly, where she'd placed it. She picked it up and read the text.Spencer: "Honey, I'm still busy with a meeting. I'll probably stay up until late tonight, so you don't have to wait up. Get some rest, okay?"Lucille: "Okay. By the way, are you on a local business trip, or have you gone abroad?"Spencer: "Abroad. Now, be good and go to bed."Lucille read his reply. Since he hadn't mentioned a specific place, she decided against pressing for more information. Also, since he was abroad, that meant there had to be a time difference. She texted, "Okay. You do your thing."Then, she sent him an emoji with a heart. He replied with another. Lucille was still concerned when she slowly drifted off to sleep.…All the way in Marvonia, Spencer's fever was still burning strong due to his wo
Lucille woke up at 8:00 am. She hadn't had a good night's sleep—she vaguely recalled dreaming throughout the night but couldn't remember what it had been about.She washed up and changed before heading downstairs for breakfast. Jonathan was already waiting for her there.She and Bailey would be heading to West Yodran that afternoon so they could celebrate Eunice's birthday with her on the dot. She'd considered taking Jonathan along, but she was worried he wouldn't be used to it and would be bored. After all, it would only be the three of them.Eunice had mentioned in their group chat last night that she'd settled on a bar for her birthday celebration. Hence, Lucille had immediately shoved all thoughts of taking Jonathan along out of her mind.After breakfast, she spoke to Jonathan. "I won't be back tonight. I'm going somewhere to celebrate a friend's birthday. I wanted to take you along, but that place isn't suitable for you. Besides, it'll only be us women. So I'm going to have
Ian sat in his study at Windvale Villa. He wanted to attend to some work but found himself distracted. He just couldn't settle down.He glanced at the clock to find that it was already 11:30 pm. It was long past the curfew, but Eunice had yet to return. It looked like Wilfred hadn't been lying.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an exquisitely wrapped present on the right side of the desk. His gaze darkened, and he felt like he'd probably lost his mind. Why else would he have thought of something so immature and unrealistic?Shortly after, he received a video from a good friend. The text read, "Ian, this is your wife, right?"Ian immediately watched the video. It was two minutes long. The woman in the video was gorgeous, and she writhed and twisted on the stage. Her body was flexible, and her dance moves were seductive.A group of men whistled and catcalled her from beneath the stage. They stared at her like hungry wolves.Once the gorgeous woman finished dancing, she gave th
It was still the early hours of the morning, and the bar was still packed with people. The atmosphere was so intense that it sent people into a daze. The air was filled with the scent of smoke and alcohol. The music was turned up to the maximum. Good-looking men and women continued to party on the dance floor as if they had boundless energy and never got tired. Perhaps this was how they vented unwinded.The bar never lacked drunkards. Lucille and Eunice helped Bailey move across the lobby. They had barely taken a few steps when someone blocked their path."Hey, gorgeous. Leaving so soon?"A young man, Melvin Bardot, dressed in branded clothes, shot a teasing grin at Lucille and the others, while someone behind him whistled. At this moment, Eunice was slightly sober. Since she was older than Lucille and Bailey, she naturally took the lead in such a situation.She stepped forward and said to Melvin, "Sir, could you please move aside? My friend is drunk, and we need to take her
Someone helped Melvin up. The latter endured the pain in his chest and gritted his teeth as he said sternly, "How dare you kick me? Tonight, I'll let give you a taste of what happens when someone pisses me off!"He shouted angrily at his lackeys, "Tie that bitch up!"Suddenly, a group of men in black suits appeared out of nowhere in the bar's lobby. They formed a semicircle in front of Lucille and the others and shielded them.Melvin's lackeys had just stepped forward before they immediately stopped. They were taken aback by the sight of these burly bodyguards, who looked like they could put up a good fight.The commotion drew the attention of the other patrons in the bar. Most of them hadn't noticed the situation earlier because the music was too loud, but the sudden appearance of a group of men couldn't go unnoticed.Melvin clutched his chest as he took a few steps forward and arrogantly warned the men in black, "Get lost! No one can stop me from doing what I want. If you want t
Elizabeth hadn't expected Robert to blame her. She was shocked by his angry outburst, and so was Melvin, who was lying in bed. "What do you mean it's my fault? Isn't Melvin your son too?" Elizabeth retorted.Melvin was Robert's only son. He would have to lead the Bardot family in the future."If he wasn't my son, would I have gone to such great lengths to clean up his messes? I did it because he's my only heir and because he'll have to take over our family in the future. "But look at him—he's already 22 years old and still behaves so improperly! He spends his time in bars to hit on women. He even led his lackeys to harass someone this time. He's lucky that they didn't kill him."It's all your fault. You've always indulged him and let him do whatever he wants. He thinks he's a big deal. He's tactless and unknowledgeable. He always hangs out with unsavory individuals. "Do you think someone like him deserves to inherit everything our family owns? You better hope he didn't mess wi