Dickson was in a rush and didn't mince words. "Cut the nonsense!" he impatiently insisted. He believed that the family heirloom rightfully belonged to his wife, not Amelia. When Amelia heard this, she was devastated and argued that Dickson's sister had given it to her. In response, Dickson coldly asserted that the gift was intended for his wife, making it clear that he had no intentions of marrying Amelia. The revelation hit Amelia like a thunderclap, and she demanded an explanation. Dickson, after a brief pause, stated bluntly that he meant what he said. Amelia, filled with fear and disappointment, sought confirmation on whether Dickson refused to marry her. Dickson, faced with the situation, stayed silent, eventually explaining that they needed to pretend to be a loving couple for the sake of his seriously ill sister."We can obtain a certificate if you'd like, but it comes with the condition of signing a prenuptial agreement. Additionally, manage your expectations, especially regar
After returning home, Francisca eagerly dropped her school bag and rushed to Francis' room, joyfully announcing their arrival. Francis welcomed her with a bright laugh, and Betty quickly placed Francis in his wheelchair. His sister presented a handmade paper aeroplane as a gift, expressing her deep affection for her brother, who was unwell. Francis expressed gratitude for the thoughtful gesture, admiring the beautiful paper aeroplane. Francis, proud of her creation, demonstrated its flying abilities, sending it soaring into the living room. Francis, delighted, applauded her efforts, declaring his happiness at her return."Mom, can we go to the Mcdonalds we went to with Francis last time?""Sure, Francis really enjoys the fries there. Should I take him along?""They have a slide and a children's playground!"Amanda, looking at Francisca, felt a bit frustrated as she responded, "Well, it seems like you really want to go there." Despite her dislike for her children consuming too much jun
“Oh, goodness.” Amanda sighed deeply. She now felt a profound fear of Dickson. Avoiding offence or hiding from him seemed impossible, as Dickson persistently threatened and bullied her. Observing Amanda's grave demeanour, Andrew found himself at a loss for words, unsure of how to console her.In his thoughts, Andrew pondered, "I'd support Amanda and address her issues if someone bothers her." Unfortunately, the source of Amanda's distress was Dickson. Andrew felt powerless against him, thinking, "I can't do anything about Dickson!"Ten minutes later, there was still no call from Amanda to Dickson. Dickson resided in the Cecillia Villa in Boston, having returned to his previous residence after divorcing Amanda. The villa boasted luxury, facing the sea as the sole structure on the mountain. The mayor of the city occupied the villa on the left, while a high-ranking official of Finland inhabited the mansion on the right.In this instant, Dickson simmered with rage, feeling as though he mi
Sundry Venturas served as a hub for film and television production, housing various sets where multiple production teams were actively shooting. Andrew ushered Francisca into the dressing room, where he was warmly greeted by others addressing him as Mr.Andrew . Andrew invited Francisca in, assuring her, "They will give you a style." Francisca complied, following Andrew's lead into the room.Inside, a makeup artist and stylist commenced crafting the Francisca look. Meanwhile, outside the dressing room, Francis inquired, "Mommy, can we grab hamburgers once Francisca completes his audition?" The response came, "Sure, I'll take you guys for hamburgers around noon, okay?""Fantastic!" Francis beamed like a sunflower. Francis rarely ventured outside due to his health, making outings with Amanda and Francisca special occasions. So, when Amanda took her out, it became Francis's happiest moment.Meanwhile, Francis, wearing a serious expression, sat with a tense demeanour, contemplating how to
"Andrew inquired about the whereabouts of the young actor, Francisca. Despite searching through dressing rooms and the rented photography studio, Francisca remained elusive. Fearing the worst, Andrew urgently instructed his assistants to conduct a separate search. Eight assistants scoured the studio and nearby areas. Concerned, Amanda suggested to Francis that they return, suspecting Francisca had completed his audition. Francis agreed, and they headed back."Following that, Amanda rushed back to the photography studio. There, she spotted Andrew frantically scanning the surroundings. Concerned, Amanda inquired, "Drew, where is Francisca?" Andrew took a deep breath, attempting to compose himself, and replied, Mandy, please try to stay calm first." Anxious and persistent, Amanda pressed, "Drew, where is Francisca? Are you hiding something from me? Tell me now!"Seeing Amanda's distress, Andrew couldn't bring himself to keep the truth hidden. He confessed, "Francisca had an audition here
"Patrick, this is a serious matter, potentially involving criminal actions. Please request Stanley to return Francisca if he's involved. Otherwise..."Before Patrick could catch the rest of Amanda's speech, Stella grabbed the phone.Stella angrily conveyed, "I'm warning you, don't falsely accuse Stanley! If your daughter is missing, it's your fault for not taking care of her. Don't blame others for your negligence! If you defame my cousin again, I'll take legal action! You deserve the consequences, it's divine retribution!"With a sharp sound, Stella hung up, leaving Amanda bewildered."Hello? Hello?" Amanda took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions. She reminded herself, "I need to stay calm for my thoughts to function."After the call, Stella continued her tirade of curses.Patrick furrowed his brow and inquired, "Where's Stanley?"Stella retorted, "Who knows? Stanley is probably hanging out with some obscure celebrity."Upon hearing this, Patrick couldn't help but sigh, expressi
After Stella ended the call, Patrick inquired, "What was Stan's response?" Stella scoffed and rebuked in a shrill tone, "What else could Stanley say? How could he take Amanda's daughter away? Amanda failed to care for her daughter, and now she's bad mouthing Stanley like crazy! What a terrible situation. It would be convenient if Amanda's daughter had been abducted. Oh, right. I heard there are people specialising in kidnapping children. Those traffickers purposefully harm children, abandon them on the streets, and force them to beg for money. Haha. It would be fitting if Amanda's darn daughter was taken by those traffickers!"Patrick frowned and remarked, "You're being malicious. Amanda is a good person, and her child is Terry's Child too . How can you curse Francisca like that?" Stella retorted, "Oh, Amanda is now good to you. What about Amelia? Amelia wouldn't be in her current state if it weren't for Amanda. And now you're still defending Amanda!"Patrick insisted, "I'm not defend
Dickson arched his eyebrows and inquired, "Aren't you going to admit it?" Stanley, nursing his burned arm, hesitated momentarily before confessing, "Dickson, I don't know the whereabouts of Amanda's daughter."Dickson chuckled menacingly, remarking, "I never specified which of Amanda's children is missing. How did you assume it was her daughter?" Caught off guard, Stanley realised he had revealed too much. No one had informed him of the child's gender; everyone merely asked about Amanda's child.Feeling the pressure, Stanley nervously glanced around and stuttered, "Dickson, I... I was just guessing." Dickson, unyielding, suggested, "Looks like I need to apply more pressure." He signalled his bodyguards, and four of them swiftly approached. They subdued Stanley, flipped him upside down, and, without hesitation, thrust him back into the toilet bowl.A bodyguard repeatedly pressed the flush button, causing water to forcefully fill Stanley's nose, leaving him unable to breathe or resist.
Knock! Knock!The sound of the door was heard as it came with a knock not so loud.“Who could that be?” Dickson thought out loud as he tried finding out the person behind the door.“Are you expecting anyone in this house?” He asked Betty who acts like the second in command whenever Amanda isn't around.“I'm not expecting anyone, sir. As you can see madam Amanda asked me to watch over her son and that's what I'm being paid for.” She made her duties clear to him in a clearer tone.“I don't know if at all I'll be doing the right thing to open the door for the person behind the door to enter.” He stood up from where he sat and paced around uncontrollably.Betty watching the way Dickson moved spoke up, “You don't have to bother at all it might be that the knock was a mistake.”“That could be true as well. Let's hope that the knocker won't knock again.” Betty addressed him pointing her fingers to the chair instructing him to seat on it.Knock! Knock!“Did you hear that? I think I need to te
“Francisca can’t be left alone. Look after her!”Anna nodded solemnly. “Miss Amanda, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her!”“Then I’ll take my leave first!”“Goodbye, Miss Amanda!”Amanda did not say anything else. She took her bag and left in a hurry.Dickson followed closely behind.Amanda arrived at the parking lot and reached for the car key in her pocket, only to realize thather car was still at the studio.Dickson was the one who sent her and Francisca to the hospital.“Uh…” Amanda frowned and resentfully put the car keys back into her bag.She was about to hail a taxi when a car stopped beside her.“Get in!” Dickson rolled down the window and looked at her casually.Amanda was stunned.Even though she didn’t want to get into his car, she knew he would go crazy again if she rejectedhim.Helpless, Amanda obediently got into the front passenger seat.In the car.Amanda did not say a word, Her expression was cold and indifferent.Dickson glanced at her from time to time, his g
Seeing that Francisca had recovered, she could not help but lie on the bed and fall asleep.She took a nap in a daze and felt someone putting a piece of clothing on her shoulder.Amanda was shocked and quickly opened her eyes.She turned around and saw Dickson.He was holding a suit and putting it on her at that moment.Amanda suddenly sat up straight. “Dickson, why are you back again?”Seeing how nervous she was, Dickson chuckled. “You still owe me a bowl of noodles, so why can’t Ibe back?”Amanda frowned in frustration. “This is a hospital. I can’t make noodles for you!”“When are you going to make it for me?”“When my daughter recovers, I’ll make it for you when I have time!”Dickson chuckled. “Alright, I’ll wait for you!”“There’s nothing else here. You can go back now!”When Dickson heard this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled. “No, I want to accompany you here!”“I don’t need your company. It’s already so late. Hurry up and go back to sleep!”“Don’t worry. I’ll make the noodle
Seeing Dickson had found Eric to confront him, Amelia was frightened and uneasy.Dickson’s face was covered with a layer of coldness. “Why are you so nervous?”“I’m not nervous!” Although Amelia denied it, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.Dickson examined Amelia with a sinister expression.“Dickson, don’t look at me like that. Do you… not trust me?” Amelia’s body went numb from hisstare.As she spoke, her tears fell again. She looked weak and helpless.Dickson did not say anything else. He just smoked silently and waited.While waiting, Amelia became even more uneasy.She wanted to find an opportunity to call or send a message to Eric to warn him not to spoutnonsense.Unfortunately, Dickson was watching her. She had no chance at all.Half an hour later!Eric was brought to an office.There was a huge double–sided mirror in the office.Dickson and Amelia were behind the mirror. They could see Eric’s every move.However, Eric could not see them.Seeing Eric, Amelia’s fac
Amanda rolled her eyes and pushed open the door to the ward. Standing outside, Amelia appeared lost in thought. It seemed like she had been standing there for quite some time, her face reflecting a mix of despair and sorrow. Amanda, taken aback, questioned, "What brings you here?" In response, Amelia mustered a faint sneer, casting a cold look at Amanda and retorting, "Why wouldn't I be here?" Unperturbed, Amanda urged, "Feel free then," and proceeded down the corridor, avoiding any interaction with Amelia. However, Amelia's tone suddenly turned sharp, demanding, "Halt!" Reluctantly, Amanda turned back with a gloomy expression, making it clear that she had no desire to encounter anyone from Anderson’s family."What is your intention?" Suddenly, Amelia forced a miserable smile, resembling an injured little white rabbit. "Why do you have to meddle with my boyfriend?" She questioned with a gasp, her trembling nose bridge resembling a pitiful, dehydrated goldfish."Amelia, I'll say it aga
Dickson looked at her from head to toe. His hawk-like eyes seemed to be seeking credit.Amanda took a deep breath and swiftly breathed in and out.She didn’t want to say anything now–not a single word.Seeing she was still silent, Dickson arrogantly pursed his lips and confidently approached her from the opposite side of the bed."Your daughter might have been dead without me! Don't you think you should express your gratitude?" he said. Facing Amanda, Dickson remained shamelessly self-assured, as if his actions were entirely expected.Amanda took a deep look at Dickson and had mixed feelings.She was naturally grateful to him. However, after hearing what he said, the gratitude suddenly turned into ashes."Say something!" Dickson insisted, reaching out to encircle her shoulder."What are you after?" Amanda questioned, her pupils narrowing, revealing a subtle sharpness.“Judging from his expression, he probably wants me to compensate him with that again!” Amanda thought. The last bit of
Hearing the way Amanda spoke, Stella became angry once more and took it upon herself to react, "Has my son committed a crime? If at all he committed a crime, It's not for you to pass judgement!"Patrick watched the way Stella spoke and got furious as he cautioned her,"Shut your mouth immediately!" He then turned to Mandy, as he begged for her forgiveness, urging her to forgive Stan this time.Patrick pleaded, "Rick acted impulsively, but he has learned his lesson. Please forgive him this time; I'm kneeling before you, begging for it!" With those words, Patrick was seen kneeling before Amanda, who promptly responded, "Patrick, get up. Don't do this."Amanda was disgusted at the sight of Patrick kneeling before her. Knowing fully well that he is older than her.He didn’t bother about his age as he kept persisting."If you won't forgive Stan, I'll continue kneeling!" He was on the verge of kneeling again in front of Amanda. Annoyed and frustrated, Amanda took hold of Patrick, asking him t
Exhausted, Stella exclaimed, "Must you involve the police in this? It's not a big deal."Amanda, taken aback and infuriated by Stella's comment, countered, "Not a big deal? You're downplaying it; Stanley committed intentional homicide!"Stella argued, "Your daughter is alive! At most, it's a prank. Why go to such lengths to send my cousin to prison?"Unwilling to prolong the argument, Amanda stated, "I don't want to continue this conversation. Let the police decide. They'll judge whether Stanley played a prank or committed a crime."Turning away, Amanda prepared to leave, dismissing Stella and Stanley. Stella, desperate, yelled, "Don't walk away from me!"Amanda firmly responded, "I won't engage with you." Realising Amanda's seriousness, Stella grew anxious.Amelia, feeling uneasy, remarked, "Intentional homicide? Stanley could face attempted murder charges even if he didn't take a life. In that case, he'll still be sentenced."Stella, dismissing the gravity of the situation, retorted
Stella and Patrick’s expressions shifted as they began to suspect that Stanley might have abducted Amanda’s daughter. However, Stella was consistently unreasonable, always ready to argue even when lacking advantages. Despite this, Stella would staunchly defend Stanley, even if he were in the wrong. Stella yelled, “You can’t just do whatever you want to Stanley, no matter the circumstances.”Indignant, Stella untied her distressed Cousin, shouting, “Who do you think you are? How dare you harm my cousin like this?” Amelia delicately shook Dickson’s arm, suggesting, “Dickson, perhaps this is just a misunderstanding. Stanley is my friend’s Cousin. Can't we resolve this through dialogue? Why resort to violence?”Patrick also lamented, “Mandy, Stan is like your younger brother too. How can you harm him so severely? We're family; we should be able to talk things out. A sister shouldn't treat her brother like this.”Amanda countered, “Hmph. Stanley wouldn’t have done something so outrageous i