Liam returned home after a long day at work. As the Rolls Royce arrived at the Danvers manor and he hopped out of the car, Karen coincidentally was exiting her car at the same time.When Liam noticed her, he greeted her, "Hey." He shut the car door and approached her.Karen smiled warmly as she locked the car door and turned towards him, "Hey, Liam" She couldn't help but blush as she recalled what had transpired between them the other day. Liam also remembered the passionate kiss they shared, causing him to blush slightly. He felt a bit awkward, not sure how to start a regular conversation with her. "So, um… how was your day?" he asked, trying to break the ice."It was alright. The company is doing well. What about you?" Karen inquired as they walked together into the manor.Liam looked at her, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, and decided to address the elephant in the room. "Hey, Karen, listen… about the kiss."Karen stopped Liam before he could continue, and she smiled at him rea
Liam racked his brain, trying to recall who Mr. Simpson was, but the memory remained difficult to catch . However, he was certain that he had encountered that name before, which led him to believe that Mr. Simpson must be a powerful and influential businessman.Liam glanced at Mrs. Maxwell and Amelia, a curious expression on his face. He inquired, "Would you care to enlighten me about who Mr. Simpson is? It seems I've come across that name in some context, but I can't quite remember the details."Mrs. Maxwell smiled and nodded in agreement, she was prepared to provide Liam with some insight. She began, "Of course, Mr. Simpson is a well known figure in the world of business. He's known for his vast business empire, with interests spanning various industries, from technology to finance."Liam nodded in acknowledgement. From what he was hearing, it seemed like this Mr Simpson was a powerful person, a force to be reckoned with.Amelia chimed in, her anger from earlier subsiding as she sha
Mr. Simpson, his patience wearing thin, commanded his henchmen to intensify the assault on Mr. Maxwell, desperately hoping that the relentless beatings would force him to agree to do his biddings. However, to Mr. Simpson's disappointment, even after enduring a brutal beating, Mr. Maxwell remained stubborn. He was unwavering in his refusal to comply with Mr. Simpson's demands. Annoyed and increasingly frustrated by Mr. Maxwell's unyielding stance, Mr. Simpson clenched his teeth in a display of anger. "Don't be foolish, Max," he growled, his threat laden with frustration. "Do as I say, or these men here won't cease their relentless assault."However, Mr. Maxwell remained unfazed by the beatings he had received or the threats, determined not to betray Liam and the Danvers family, especially after learning that Liam had risked his life to save his loved ones. Gratitude and loyalty fueled his resolve, and he had no intention of giving in to Mr. Simpson, even in the face of potential harm
Mr Simpson wondered why Liam had come to his office. What was he looking for? Had he found out about him targeting multiversal studios or what?After a conversation with Mr. Maxwell's wife that revealed the involvement of a businessman named Mr. Simpson in the hostage situation and the coercion of Mr. Maxwell to terminate the deal with Multiversal Studios, Liam made the decision to visit Mr. Simpson. Liam's decision to visit Mr. Simpson was driven by his desire to learn more about the person involved and to send a clear message that the Danvers should not be underestimated or messed with. He was determined to get to the bottom of this intricate situation and ensure that justice prevailed.As Liam laid eyes on the elderly Mr. Simpson, he couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. He had anticipated a formidable figure, someone with a tough aura. However, the man sitting before him appeared nervous and intimidated by him, from the moment he spotted Liam. But it was all quite und
Mr. Simpson sat in silence, the reality of his difficult decision sinking in. He knew he had no choice. He was cornered, with his dirty business dealings exposed and the Danvers family's power bearing down on him. He couldn't risk the exposure of his criminal activities, which would not only ruin him but also invite the law to his door step. Mr. Simpson understood the seriousness of the situation he was in. If the law got involved, it would likely lead to a comprehensive investigation into his various illicit activities, which would spell the end of his empire and possibly his freedom. He was already on thin ice with Liam having discovered his involvement in human trafficking, and the last thing he wanted was for the entire extent of his criminal enterprises to be exposed to the public.Mr Simpson paused for a few moments. Letting out a heavy sigh he finally spoke, his voice sounding defeated. "Fine, Mr. Danvers. You win. I will release Mr. Maxwell and end my involvement with Multive
In the dimly lit office, Mr. Simpson and Don Salvatore found themselves in a tense discussion. Don Salvatore's question hung heavily in the air, emphasizing the gravity of the situation."How do you propose we go about this?" Don Salvatore asked. He was not pleased with the fact that his ally had given up Mr. Maxwell to Liam. Mr. Maxwell was their only hope at acquiring the ring from Liam, a valuable item that Don Salvatore had long coveted. Mr. Maxwell's release had sent their elaborate plans into disarray.Mr. Simpson sighed heavily, feeling the weight of the situation press down on him as he walked over to his desk and slumped into the chair. "I don't know," he admitted, rubbing his temples. "I need time to think. This is a mess."Don Salvatore was feeling impatient and frustrated. They were doing just fine, until Liam showed up and ruined everything, and that angered him, and he couldn't help feeling like it was all Reginald's fault. As he stood near the window, his gaze fixed on
Liam sat on his bed, listening to the heated argument between Mr. Simpson and Don Salvatore, followed by Salvatore ending their partnership. He felt a sense of happiness wash over him. It was an unexpected turn of events, but it played in his favor. Now, he saw a chance to deal with Don Salvatore without the support of Mr. Simpson. It made his task of confronting Salvatore on his own terms much more achievable.Removing the headphone from his head, Liam rose from the bed, letting out a sigh. He then darted his gaze towards the dresser, where the mysterious and ancient book was. Walking over to the dresser he picked up the book, and walked back to the bed and sat down. He flipped it open, and began reading the first page. He was still surprised by the fact that, not long ago, he couldn't understand what was written on the book, it was all foreign language to him, however now that he was wearing the ring, it had become possible for him to understand what the book said.As Liam delved d
As Liam and Karen made their way down the illustrious red carpet, their presence stirred a flurry of attention, drawing the gaze of not only the other attendees but also the keen red carpet interviewers. It was expected that they would both attract so much attention, seeing as they were dressed impeccably. Karen was looking stunning, dressed in an expensive long, flowing gown. And Liam was dressed in a red suit that made him look even more attractive than he already was.As they walked together, they looked like a couple, and people were curious. Being the CEO of multiversal studios, almost everyone inside the lobby knew who Liam was, some overly curious people had even done background checks on him, and had found out that he was single, so it was surprising to them to see him with a woman, walking hand in hand.With their microphones and cameras in hands, the interviewers skillfully navigated the glitzy crowd to reach Liam and Karen.One of the reporters called out, "Mr Danvers, over
The next day.“Mr. Danvers, you're pushing yourself too hard," a gentle voice interrupted his thoughts. Liam blinked, turning to see a nurse regarding him with concern. "You need rest too, you know. Ms. Bennett is in good hands," she added kindly, her tone soft yet firm.Liam’s gaze shifted briefly to the nurse before returning to Elena's sleeping face. Her fragile state was a reminder of how dangerous the situation was. “I’m alright, thank you,” he replied, his voice calm but carrying a hint of finality. He offered a faint, polite smile, enough to ease the nurse’s concern without inviting further conversation.Liam leaned back slightly in his chair, his hands gripping the armrests. He also wanted to go home and get some rest. However he couldn't bring himself to leave Elena’s side. What if something goes wrong while he is away? He had to make sure she was alright, and Nathan didn't try anything.Nathan wasn’t done, not by a long shot. Even with the security stationed outside the hos
Liam watched Nathan, his jaw tightening as he watched his act unfold. The ease with which Nathan faked concern infuriated him. It wasn’t just the deception, it was the calculated way Nathan played on Elena’s trust. Liam’s instinct was to confront him and expose him immediately, to reveal the truth, but he knew better. Accusing her brother without evidence would only backfire; Elena would never believe him. They were enemies, so she would only see it as him trying to drive a wedge between her and her brother out of spite. No matter how genuine Liam’s intentions were, Elena’s trust in Nathan and her disdain for the Danvers family, would cloud her judgment. If Liam confronted her now, it would only deepen her mistrust and strengthen Nathan’s position. He needed proof; something undeniable that would shatter the illusion Nathan so carefully maintained. Until then, Liam could do nothing but wait and watch, even as the charade continued before his eyes. Good to see you're awake, Ms. Benn
Liam's head snapped toward Elena, as she stirred on the hospital bed, her eyelids fluttering as if she were struggling to open them fully. The faint rise and fall of her chest confirmed she was alive, but she looked weak and disoriented.“Elena?” Liam’s voice softened as he released Nathan abruptly, letting him drop to the floor. Nathan gasped for air, clutching his throat while glaring at Liam.Liam ignored him entirely, rushing to Elena’s bed side. He placed a hand on the bed's railing, leaning closer to get a better look at her face. “Elena, can you hear me?”Elena blinked slowly, her lips parting as she tried to speak, but her voice came out as a strained whisper. “L-Liam?”She sounded surprised, not only by Liam's presence, but because she found herself laying on a hospital bed. "What, happened?"“Yes, it’s me,” Liam said, his tone laced with relief. His gaze flicked briefly toward Nathan, who was still recovering on the floor but making no move toward Elena now. Returning his at
"Doctor, can I see her?" Nathan asked, his voice a carefully faked blend of concern and anxiety. He leaned forward slightly, as if eager to rush to Elena's side, but his eyes held a calculating glint, that showed his true feelings.He had no care for Elena, the only reason he wanted to see her was to make sure she wouldn't wake up. He was disappointed when he heard that she survived the car crash, even more disappointed when he tried to do it himself and he was almost caught.Dr. Grant, looking observant, paused for a moment, studying Nathan's face. He had seen countless worried family members in his years of practice and being a doctor, and something about Nathan's demeanor felt off. Even the way Nathan spoke and carried himself, it was all pretend. However, he couldn't deny a brother's request to see his sister, after all, he was just a doctor here and nothing else."Of course," Dr. Grant replied, stepping aside. "But she's still unconscious. I wouldn't expect ....""I understand,
Nathan was just as nervous, if not more than brad. "Hold on," he said, reaching for his phone, panic creeping into his voice. "Let me try and call for help."His fingers moved quickly, dialing a number with speed. The phone rang only once before someone answered."Hi, Mr Simpson, it's Nathan," he said, his voice tight with growing anxiety. As he began to realize what a dangerous situation he was in, panic began to set in. "I’m being chased. Need backup, now."After a brief exchange on the other end with Mr Simpson, Nathan hung up and leaned back in his seat, his eyes locked on the rearview mirror, watching the Danvers security vehicles closing in fast. Brad glanced at him nervously. "Are they going to be able to help? We’re running out of time."Nathan didn’t answer immediately, his eyes narrowing as he focused on the road ahead. "Yes. Just give them a few minutes. Simpson's men are close by."Some time later, they were still being pursued by Danvers security, unable to shake them. B
Liam stood frozen in the doorway, his breath caught in his throat as his gaze darted from the panick stricken doctors to Elena. She was lying on the bed, looking still and lifeless.The beeping of the heart monitor echoed in his ears, sharp and irregular. He had been gone for only a few minutes, but it felt like a lifetime. Something was terribly wrong already. What happened when he was gone? He didn't know, but he was very worried for Elena and his baby."Is she going to be okay?" Liam asked, his voice was barely above a whisper as he asked the doctors. His eyes searched their faces for an answer, but no one seemed willing to give. They were too focused on Elena.Doctor Grant, focused and calm despite the chaos, didn't look up as he adjusted the machines. "We're doing everything we can, Mr Danvers. I suggest you go outside sir."Liam's stomach twisted with anxiety. He felt like he shouldn't leave Elena and the baby’s side, but he knew the doctors needed space to work. Reluctantly, h
At the same time, Irene and Alvin Danvers arrived outside the hospital room, accompanied by Doctor Grant.The doctor Grant was telling them about Elena's health and the risks she could face on her way to recovery. He spoke calmly, his tone professional yet reassuring. “So far, there have been no complications. She should recover well.”Alvin Danvers voice was composed as usual, but laced with concern as he enquired“And the pregnancy? Is the baby going to be okay?”“Yes, we believe so,” Doctor Grant replied, nodding his head. “But even with all indications being positive, we can’t be completely sure there won’t be complications. It’s something we’ll need to monitor closely.”"That's such a relief, that she is better," Irene Danvers sighed, her tension slightly easing. As much as she and the Danvers family didn't like Elena, they were worried about her, because she was carrying, potentially the future heir to the Danvers empire. Irenes brows furrowed again as she asked, “What other ris
Slipping into the room, Nathan’s eyes were fixed on Elena with a cold, predatory intensity. Not even seeing her in the state that she was in, made him feel bad for her. It was a testament of how much hatred he had built up for her, ever since the betrayal.The door clicked shut softly behind him. As he approached the bed, his footsteps were slow and deliberate. His gaze roamed over her pale face. He stood by the bed, glaring down at her unconscious body. At first, his facial expression was casual, as if he were merely observing something boring. But then, suddenly, his demeanor shifted. His eyes softened, and his brow furrowed in an almost sorrowful way. The rapid change in his emotions was unusual and unsettling. It was as though two opposing emotions: cold detachment and remorse battled within him, each fighting for dominance. Well, Elena was someone whom he used to consider family, and loved so of course he was going to be feeling bad and guilty, but at the same time he hated h
Liam turned to look at Nathan. Their expressions were unreadable as the two men stared at each other. From the hostility in each other's eyes, it was clear they were enemies.Liam turned back around with a sigh. Although he disliked Nathan’s presence intensely, he decided to tolerate it for now. There were more pressing matters at hand than their mutual disdain.Nathan stepped further into the room, closing the door quietly behind him. His gaze lingered on Elena. And a storm of frustration was boiling beneath his calm facade. ‘How the fuck is she still alive?’ he thought bitterly. ‘Those bastards. Useless idiots. I should have done this myself instead of hiring some incompetent fools.’ The sight of Elena still breathing, although shallowly, was infuriating Nathan. All his carefully planned plans, the money he had spent, the risks taken now felt like it was a waste.But the wasted money was the least of Nathan's concerns right now.He feared that if Elena woke up, there was a very rea