Liam was getting irritated watching the news, and he couldn't take it any longer. Selena’s face filled the screen, each word dripping with deception, twisting the truth into something unrecognizable. The lies grated at him, every accusation adding fule to the anger simmering beneath his skin. In a swift motion, he switched the TV off, the sudden silence feeling like a relief yet heavy with frustration. He breathed out a sigh, his hand tightening around the remote, his knuckles turning white as he was about to throw it across the room. But somehow, he stopped himself, forcing restraint through clenched teeth.His body stiffened as he sank back onto the edge of his bed, staring blankly at the now-black screen, the remote hanging loosely in his hands.His chest felt tight, burdened with the weight of everything. First of all, there were Selena's false accusations, the lies she was shamelessly spreading like wildfire, surely the damage to his reputation had been done now and people belie
That rapist? The man's words echoed in Liam's head. The word hit him like a punch to the gut. Liam frowned as he watched the man approaching him, getting too close to him. The café, which had been a brief sanctuary, suddenly felt threatening. Suddenly after the man called Liam a rapist, the people in the cafe all began to turn their eyes towards Liam, whispers rippling through the small crowd. Liam's fists clenched, there was nothing worse than being called those words he was being called right now. And it just made him resent the person who had flamed him of it even more, Selena, she needed to be taught a lesson.Liam’s heart pounded, his fists clenched tight. He could feel the weight of everyone’s gaze, judging him, believing the lies they’d heard on TV. He forced himself to stand unbothered, not letting the accusation affect him at all. They weren't true to begin with so why let them affect him?“You’ve got it wrong,” he said, his voice steady but strained. “That’s a lie.”“Oh,
The sun shine brightly in the sky, casting a golden tone over the bustling entrance of Multiversal Studios, where sleek black SUVs and luxury cars lined up beneath the towering palms. Media crews, paparazzi, and reporters swarmed the scene, their equipment glinting in the sunlight, all clearly waiting for one thing, Liam Danvers. With the scandal surrounding him it was expected.Suddenly, the roar of a powerful engine cut through the noise as a sleek, limited-edition Lamborghini pulled up in front of the studio entrance. In an instant, the calm air turned to chaos. Cameras flashed in a relentless frenzy, and reporters surged forward, voices rising in a cacophony of questions. All eyes were on the car.The person who had arrived in the sleek car was of course Liam. Liam sighed deeply, frustration coursing through him as he noticed the media outside. He had anticipated this chaotic scene, but knowing it was coming didn’t lessen his annoyance. The weight of the media’s scrutiny felt su
The day flew by as Liam buried himself in his work, determined to keep his mind off the whirlwind of chaos surrounding his life. What bothered him the most was Selena. He knew he’d eventually have to confront Selena’s lies, but for now, focusing on his responsibilities was the best way to maintain his composure. He’d deal with the accusations in due time, but today, his attention belonged to work.As noon approached, Liam decided it was time to take a break from his work and shift his focus. The constant pressure of his responsibilities as the CEO of multiversal studios wasn’t enough to drown out the chaos swirling around him, especially the persistent thoughts of Selena’s lies. No matter how hard he tried to immerse himself in tasks, those accusations stuck to him, like a shadow he couldn't shake. Everywhere he turned, the scandal followed, broadcasted across news outlets, and plastered all over the internet. His phone buzzed constantly with notifications, and when he checked most o
Mrs. Wolfe, her gaze still fixed on the screen, shook her head. "I always knew there was something off about him. This just proves it." Her tone was icy, dripping with the satisfaction of being proven right. She didn't care if this was the truth about Liam or not, to her this was an opportunity to make Karen finally forget about him and get married to Jeremy without any objection.Karen was still processing everything, but she didn’t respond to her mom. Instead, she stared at the news, flashes of memories rushing back into her mind, and memories of their relationship. She knew that Liam wasn't the good person he had always pretended to be, he was actually a jerk, but this? This was something else entirely. She couldn’t imagine Liam doing such a thing, yet there it was, plastered across every screen.The reporter's voice echoed through the room, detailing the shocking accusations against Liam and the media frenzy that followed. Karen's gaze remained fixed on the TV, absorbing every wor
Despite being rejected by Karen numerous times, Jeremy had always convinced himself that she was just playing hard to get, and he continued to pursue her relentlessly.Karen was sick of it to her stomach. She had grown tired of his persistence, the way he was, smug and confident that one day she’d change her mind. But she didn’t know how to make him leave her alone, not when her family was encouraging him to pursue her at every turn, eager to push her into a relationship with him. It seemed that her mother, in particular, had made it her mission to see Karen married off to someone like Jeremy, all because he came from a wealthy family.And that was something Karen could never understand. Why did her mother want her to marry into wealth so badly when their family was already more than rich enough? They had far more than Jeremy’s family ever could, yet her mother seemed blind to that fact, obsessed with the idea of securing Karen’s future through status and wealth something Karen didn’t
The comparison of Liam and Jeremy was calculated, meant to remind Karen that Liam could never measure up to someone like Jeremy, especially now that Liam had been exposed for what he was. Karen having had enough, walked out on them, and she didn't turn back even after her mom called for her to come back. Meanwhile, Liam arrived at the clinic.When Liam entered inside the clinic, the soft hum of monitors and the sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air. He made his way through the halls, stopping briefly at the door of Mr. Carrington's room. Rachel was already inside, sitting beside the bed, her soft gaze fixed on the old man who was still asleep. Liam opened the door slightly and stepped inside, careful not to disturb the stillness of the room. He didn’t announce his presence immediately, instead taking a moment to observe Rachel. She seemed lost in thought, probably feeling worried for the old man. The moment she noticed him, her lips curved into a gentle smile. She had a beau
Taken off guard by Ethan's question, Liam froze for a second. His expression hardened slightly, but he kept his composure. He understood Ethan’s concerns and didn’t want to escalate the situation.This was just one of the consequences of having his name dragged through the mud. Now everyone was going to be looking at him differently. The thought made Liam even more determined to fix everything, though for now, he had no idea how. There was no concrete proof to show that Selena was lying."I get it," Liam said, keeping his voice calm. "You’ve seen the headlines, and you have every reason to be cautious. But I’m not here with any bad intentions toward your family. Whatever the news is saying, it’s not the truth."He paused, meeting Ethan’s gaze directly. "I'm just here to check on Mr. Carrington. That’s all. I have no interest in causing trouble for your family." He meant it. He genuinely wanted to help them navigate through their problems, especially since they were dealing with Alexan
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