Liam could not hide his surprise after seeing Sheila. Shifting his gaze, he turned from Karen to find Sheila sitting beside him. A frown appearing onhis face as he asked, "What are you doing here?"Sheila had a sly smirk on her face, as she leaned in closer, her voice low in a hushed whisper, "Hi, don't look so shocked. I couldn't resist attending such a grand event, especially when you're in attendance. We have unfinished business, you and I." Knowing exactly what she was talking about, Liam frowned slightly as he leaned in closer to match her hushed tone, his eyes focused and intimidating. "If you're here for the ring, forget it." He made it clear, knowing that Sheila was here for the ring. It annoyed him knowing that, she was after something that she had no right over, because it belonged in the Danvers family, and it had been there for many years. Liam found it annoying and puzzling why some individuals had the tendency to forcefully claim what didn't rightfully belong to them.
Sheila aiming to create a misunderstanding between Liam and Karen, who she thought was his girlfriend, carefully spoke in a way that had everyone thinking that Liam and her were having a romantic relationship. And it was all for her own amusement, she didn't care about the damage her lies might inflict on Liam and Karen's relationship. Why would she be concerned about Liam's breakup when she herself wishes to be in a relationship with someone like him? Infact it would give her some satisfaction knowing that he wasn't dating anyone. In her honest moments, she acknowledged her attraction to him, but the reality was that pursuing a relationship with Liam was very impossible, especially now that their paths were on a collision course as adversaries. Nevertheless, she was willing to make that sacrifice to obtain the powerful and greatly desired ring, which had become a symbol of her ambition and an obsession she couldn't ignore.Karen, Upon hearing Sheila's insinuations about the good mom
The ring was very important and under no circumstances, was Liam supposed to hand it over to anyone, so even though he was threatened by Sheila's words and knew she might indeed follow up o her threats, he was still refusing to give it up, "I won't give you the ring, Sheila. And I don't think holding this place hostage is a good thing." He tried to reason with her, "Imagine, how much your reputation will be ruined if you do that.""I actually don't care about that." Sheila replied. Liam looked at her, still determined to keep the ring. He wished his security was with him right now, but he had left with Karen in such a hurry that they didn't have any security. Plus they didn't think they might need security at the event. "Well, do what you want, you are not getting this ring." Liam said.Sheila's smile vanished as she realized Liam wasn't backing down. Intending to make him see she wasn't bluffing, she turned towards Natalie, who was standing at a distance and signaled to her. Natalie
Karen was genuinely impressed with Liams quick thinking, and she was glad that his plan worked, and he managed to keep the ring from falling into Sheila's hands. Still holding one of Liam's hands, Karen drew nearer, her eyes locked on his, and she leaned in for a passionate kiss.As Karen and Liam finally broke off their passionate kiss, they found themselves gazing deeply into each other's eyes. The moment was filled with a mix of emotions: relief, desire, and the undeniable connection the two of them shared.Liam couldn't help but wonder about the path their relationship had now taken. From being close friends to sharing these intimate moments, their bond had transformed in unexpected ways. He realized that there was something more than friendship between them, something that had grown stronger with each passing day. The feelings he had for her were undeniable, and he cherished the moments they had shared. Liam couldn't help but admit to himself that he wanted a deeper, more meani
As the next morning arrived, the soft light filterwd through the curtains, making Liam wake up to find himself in his own bedroom. He sighed in satisfaction as he sat up on the bed, his thoughts drifting back to the previous night. A faint smile made its way to his lips as he reminisced about the memorable moments he had shared with Karen.Never had he ever imagined that their relationship would evolve to such an intimate level. It was a pleasant surprise, and he couldn't help but feel a deep connection with her.As he stood up, Liam remembered how he had discreetly returned to his bedroom in the early hours of the morning, ensuring that no one would discover that he and Karen had spent the night together. Letting out a sigh, he strolled to the bathroom, where he indulged in a refreshing bath, relishing the soothing water. Once he had finished bathing, Liam got dressed and made his way out of the room. He made his way to the dining room.Upon entering the dining room, Liam sat down on
Don Salvatore was utterly stunned when Vin revealed that Mr. and Mrs. Danvers were alive. They were believed to be deceased, and the whole world believed that, so how was it even possible that they were still arrive. Salvatore gazed at Vin with a doubtful gaze, struggling to accept this revelation. He wanted to believe that Vin was lying, but he trusted Vin implicitly, knowing he was a man who was always honesty to him, especially when it came to such significant matters..Salvatore glanced at Vin, his early cold and bossy expression replaced with a worried look, there was even a hint of fear in them too. And that was because he couldn't help feeling scared upon learning that Alvin Danvers was still alive. Don Salvatore's fear of Alvin Danvers stemmed from a dark history between them. Years ago, Salvatore had unintentionally crossed paths with Mr. Danvers by supporting a rival company, which had directly challenged a company within the Danvers consortium. And this had triggered Alvin
Emily drove along the highway in a state of shock and disbelief. The revelation that Mr. and Mrs. Danvers were alive had shaken her to her core. The whole world believed that the Danvers couple had perished in a car accident, and she couldn't comprehend how this could be possible. Did they deliberately deceive the world about their deaths?Gripping the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white, Emily slammed on the brakes, causing the car to swerve before coming to a halt. Her frustration and anger boiled over as she yelled, "No, this can't be right. They should be dead! Justice needs to be served!" Even though she was not the one who had orchestrated their accident, she was happy that day when she had found out those two finally got what they deserved, she felt like justice had been done to her.She recalled the satisfaction she had felt when she first learned of the Danvers' apparent demise. It had seemed like a form of justice to her, a sense that they had received what th
A few weeks later. Mr and Mrs. Danvers stood on tjhe front porch of the Danvers manor, along with Liam, Karen and Megan. Reporters and journalists gathered around them. The atmosphere was tense, curiosity and disbelief filing the air. Some of the reporters couldn't hide the shock the they felt. The world had believed the danvers couple to be dead, so the shock was understandable. It was evident in the reporters' expressions as they sought to make sense of the impossible.With the microphones pointed at them and cameras rolling, Mr. Danvers walked to the front of the platform, where a makeshift podium had been set up. The crowd hushed as he began to address them, his voice carrying a sense of authority."Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "I understand that me and my wifes supposed demise came as a shock to all of you. But I'm here to set the record straight. My death was indeed faked, and I can now reveal the reasons behind this charade."The reporters gasped in shock, as they leaned i
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