Sawyer laughed upon hearing Nash's words and said, "You seem surprisingly normal. I guess you got the antidote from Seth? Wait, that's impossible. Seth couldn't have developed a real antidote."His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Nash, puzzled. "Haven't you noticed any physical changes?"Bang!Nash slammed his hands onto the table, creating a loud noise, and glared at Sawyer with cold, sharp eyes. "Say something useful!"Sawyer, noticing Nash's bloodshot eyes, smirked. "You didn't get the antidote."The veins on Nash's arms bulged, and his joints cracked as he clenched his fists in frustration.Recognizing the tension, Sawyer decided to cooperate. "Pharaoh never shows his true face. Neither Seth nor I have seen it. Those who have probably aren't alive anymore. As for Seth and I turning against each other... that's not really accurate. It was all about our own interests. He wanted a piece of my pie, so I threatened him. When we couldn't come to an agreement, I ended up as a prison
This directly impacted the reputation here. The warden's position was now at risk."Captain York, this was my oversight..."Nash glared at the prison guard, unable to contain his rage. His eyes bloodshot, he kicked the guard with full force. The guard was sent sprawling to the ground, coughing violently as two of his ribs cracked.But Nash's anger wasn't appeased. He yanked the guard up from the ground, his face twisted with fury. "Are you one of their men?""My mission is complete."The guard smiled, seemingly brainwashed, viewing his mission as a sacred duty. Completing it meant a perfect end to his life."Was it Seth or Pharaoh? What are they trying to hide?" Nash demanded harshly."I don't know," the guard replied. "My mission was just to kill him!"Such a response only fueled Nash's fury. His anger surged like a flood, and he punched the guard hard, twice, leaving his face bruised and bleeding.Seeing the blood, Nash seemed to lose control, throwing the guard to the groun
Nash said, "Any bit of information, no matter how small, needs to be reported to me immediately!""Understood, Captain."Nash was anxious, and his team shared his urgency. With Sawyer dead, he could not dwell on him any longer and had to find another way.---When Nina woke up, her body felt fine, and she realized she was in a hospital room. She recalled everything that had happened. She had a fleeting relief of thinking she had the cure, only to find out it was false hope. She had expected this outcome. Pharaoh's poison was not something that could be easily countered.Her head throbbed slightly, a lingering effect of the poison."Nina."She looked up and saw Nelly, Penelope, and Yvonne. Surprised but smiling, she greeted them, "What are you doing here?""We tried calling you, but you didn't answer. We were worried. Then Nash told us you were in the hospital, so we came to see you. Are you okay?" Yvonne said.Yvonne knew Nina best. When Nina did not answer her phone, sh
When the topic came up, Nelly immediately rejected it, "Forget it, dating is too much trouble."She had never dated before. It was just too complicated.She had attended an all-girls school from a young age and had not had much interaction with men. Consequently, she did not even think about it.In fact, she was somewhat averse to men."This pacifier is so cute," Nina said, holding the gift they had given her. "Thank you all so much, you have been so thoughtful for the baby.""Don’t mention it! We’re the baby's godmothers, after all!"Nina smiled and said, "Then my child is really something special. One godmother is a popular star, another is a director and screenwriter, and there's also an artist. With you all as godmothers, my child won’t have to struggle at all.""Having a few amazing godmothers is great, but wouldn’t having a great dad be even better?" Yvonne joked.Nina thought for a moment and then disagreed, "We need to be careful. We can’t spoil him. If he turns out bad
Nina looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to have such thoughts. But she found herself agreeing with him."You’re certainly not going easy on our son," Nina said with a smile.Nash wrapped his arm around her waist, his lips curving into a smile. "Boys need to grow up and get married. If they have too many bad habits and don’t know how to be considerate, which girl would dare marry them? And even if they did, they’d end up suffering."Nina had something to say about that.The others in the room were perceptive enough to give them space and among themselves about the future. They quietly left the room, closing the door behind them.Nina turned to Nash, pointing at his chest with a hint of resentment in her voice. "You seem to have this realization now, but why didn’t you think this way when you married me? You were so harsh on me then. Hearing this from you is just hard to believe."Nash hugged her apologetically and nuzzled her cheek. "I was wrong before. It’s precisely be
She hugged Nina tightly. Nina gently stroked her back, comforting her.They were still like they used to be, sharing everything as best friends. Over the years, their friendship had deepened into something more like family.Nina did not want to stay cooped up in the hospital room all day, knowing she might have to spend a lot of time there in the future. So, she and Yvonne went out for a walk."Nina?" As they walked and chatted, a girl suddenly approached them, looking unsure but calling Nina’s name.Nina turned around and was a bit surprised by who was calling her. When she saw the girl, she had a vague recollection but could not remember her name clearly. She hesitated until the girl said, "Nina, don’t you recognize me? Have I changed that much? I sat next to you in class. We used to chat a lot during breaks. Have you forgotten?"Nina smiled politely. "I’m sorry, you seem familiar, but I can’t recall your name right away.""It’s me, Lucy Lane! Do you remember now? I’m so ha
She stopped in her tracks, her face turning pale as she looked back at her in shock. "What did you say?"She tightly gripped Lucy’s hand, thinking she must have misheard. How could she have known Miranda in high school? According to her previous memories, she should have only known about Miranda when she started secretly liking Nash. Given her personality, there was no way she would have hung out with Miranda. They were rivals in love!Now that she knew she did not meet Nash in middle school, how could she have known Miranda? It was too unbelievable. She suddenly felt like all her memories were a lie!Seeing Nina’s expression change dramatically, Lucy was taken aback, thinking she had said something wrong. "Nina... Did I say something wrong? Why are you reacting like this?"Nina tried to calm her expression but still gripped Lucy's hand tightly. "No, it's not that. Did I really tell you that I knew a girl named Miranda? Are you sure?"She looked to Lucy for an answer.Lucy, a
Nina understood all too well. Initially, she had not taken Miranda seriously. But after all the schemes Miranda had pulled, Nina certainly would not let her off the hook."Let’s go back," Nina said.She was still reeling, the more she thought about it, the more terrifying it became. Miranda had exploited her memory loss. What else had she done? What had Nina gone through in the organization? Why had Miranda deceived her? And how had she managed to get out?Nina could not shake the feeling that there was a bigger secret behind all of this. She wished she could remember everything. Maybe then some answers would come to light. Her memory loss was not random. Someone did not want her to recall what had happened.At that moment, Yvonne spoke up again. "Nina, Miranda has been released!"Nina looked up. "Released? She’s out?""Yes, I just saw the news. It’s not an old one, it’s fresh. She was seen outside a restaurant." Yvonne immediately showed her phone to Nina, displaying papar
But instead of feeling touched, Vera’s first reaction was nausea. A wave of discomfort surged up from her stomach, and Vera’s face paled. She bolted for the bathroom. Caleb followed quickly. “Are you feeling sick?” “I don’t think so. I’ve been eating normally—nothing too heavy or weird lately.” Vera clutched her stomach, just as confused as he was. Then, a possibility flashed through her mind. Caleb clearly had the same thought. Without a word, he turned and walked into their bedroom, returning moments later with a pregnancy test. Vera looked at him, stunned. “When did you buy that?” He responded matter-of-factly, “Better safe than sorry.” Vera was momentarily speechless. Five minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. It was positive. They had only been married for three months. How did this happen so fast?Caleb, on the other hand, remained composed—at le
Of course, Vera wasn’t about to dump all her responsibilities on her assistant. That would be exploitation. She called her assistant into her office. “You’re twenty-five this year, right?” Her assistant blinked, confused. Wasn’t her age common knowledge? Why was Vera suddenly bringing it up? A thought struck her. Was this an arranged marriage situation? Her face immediately filled with silent refusal. “Miss Vera, I’m still young. I’m not thinking about marriage anytime soon.” Vera tapped her pen against the desk. “I’m not telling you to get married.” “Oh.” “I just want to offload some of the smaller daily tasks to you. You don’t have to run every minor document by me.”Her assistant instantly understood. A raise. After confirming she was on board, Vera gave her a salary bump and had her hire a few more assistants to distribute the workload. “If I don’t have time to handle everything, you guys will take care of it. If something’s too complicated, jus
Vera could sense danger the moment the conversation turned in this direction. Her father had never questioned her about married life, and she was lucky enough to avoid nosy relatives. But just because she hadn’t experienced it firsthand didn’t mean she hadn’t seen it happen to others. Without hesitation, she abandoned the half-folded pastry in her hands. “I... uh, need to use the restroom.” Before she could escape, Mrs. Smith caught her wrist. “You and Caleb aren’t getting any younger,” she said matter-of-factly. “You should start thinking about kids—make sure you’re putting in the effort, hmm?” Vera left the kitchen visibly drained. Mrs. Smith was a wonderful mother-in-law, the kind who treated Vera like her own daughter. Despite knowing Vera came from a well-off family, she had still gifted them a house as a wedding present. Of course, Caleb already owned a place, but his mother had insisted. “That’s your house. This is the home I’m giving you as a weddi
That undeniable possessiveness flickered in Caleb’s gaze—subtle yet impossible to ignore. It was the kind of look a powerful man might give his beloved in an old Hollywood film. And right now, the photographer felt like the unlucky bystander who had accidentally stumbled upon an intimate scene. His voice wavered slightly, caught up in his own imagination. “Mr. Smith, lift your eyes toward the camera.” Caleb’s sharp gaze flickered over, intense and commanding. The photographer instinctively pressed the shutter. They continued with several more poses, reviewing the shots as they went. Vera loved them all, but her favorite was still the vintage-inspired one. “How long until we get the final prints?” she asked. “Two to three days at most,” the photographer replied. “I’ll have them shipped directly to you.” Then, after a slight pause, he hesitated before making a request. “I actually have a personal favor to ask—would you both be open to letting us displa
Vera was tempted. They had already taken plenty of wedding photos—several sets at the island, more at the wedding itself. But this wasn’t just any photo studio. It was privately booked and known for being one of the most prestigious studios in the city. Appointments here were nearly impossible to get. The fact that Caleb had managed to secure a session meant he had gone to great lengths to make it happen. If they were just going to take ordinary wedding pictures, it would be a waste of an opportunity. Still, she wasn’t sure what kind of shoot she wanted. The photographer, understanding her hesitation, pulled out a sample album. “You can take a look at our past work. These are some of the styles we’ve done.” Flipping through the pages, Vera saw an array of stunning concepts—each picture more breathtaking than the last. Then, one particular set caught her eye. A Golden Age Hollywood theme.It was classic, nostalgic, and beautifully atmospheric. “Ca
After the wedding, Vera considered taking some time off for a honeymoon. But the thought quickly faded when she realized Caleb had been practically living at the hospital. With a sigh, she dismissed the idea. She was used to it, but to say she wasn’t disappointed would be a lie. Her assistant picked up on it. “Mrs. Smith, don’t you want to go on a honeymoon?” she asked one day. “One of my friends just got married, and she’s been obsessively researching destinations. “She even said a marriage without a honeymoon is already half a failure.” Vera froze mid-page, suddenly losing interest in the documents she had been reviewing. Her assistant hesitated, then offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you go visit Dr. Smith at work?“You seem… distracted. Maybe seeing him will help.” Vera snapped out of her daze, suddenly aware of how preoccupied she had been lately. It was embarrassing to admit, but she had been zoning out far too often—especially after coming hom
Whenever they did this in the past, Caleb always maintained some restraint. But tonight—he didn’t hold back at all. He took her from the bedroom to the bathroom, then back to the bed, his searing kisses trailing every inch of her skin. The next morning, even as she woke up, Vera could still feel the lingering traces of last night’s intoxicating pleasure. As expected, she ended up taking the day off. It wasn’t until two days later that she finally returned to work. *Everyone at the company had already prepared for this. The moment Vera walked into the office, she was greeted with knowing smiles and teasing remarks. “Congratulations, Mrs. Smith!” “Newlywed bliss, huh?” “Three whole days off? Someone had a good time.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out what she had been up to. Obviously, her married life was going exceptionally well—so well that she had completely abandoned work for it. Under the weight of their mischievous stares, Vera barely k
Yelena still hadn’t accepted Hunter, but he wasn’t giving up either and was relentlessly closing in on her. Knowing Yelena’s soft heart, Vera figured it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She let out a sigh. Her friend’s love life wasn’t something she could interfere with. Besides, Caleb had already given her a little inside scoop. “She came to the hospital for a follow-up a few days ago,” he had mentioned casually. “Hunter was the one who brought her.” Vera had clicked her tongue at the news. Yelena always seemed quiet and reserved, but apparently, she was full of surprises.*Time flew by in the blink of an eye.By mid-month, Caleb had rented out an entire vineyard and spent several days transforming it into the perfect wedding venue.When the day arrived, the celebration took place right there.The vineyard was sprawling and elegant, every bit as grand as any luxury hotel—if not better. Even the wine cellar remained untouched, stocked with years-
“Did you plan this from the start?” Vera narrowed her eyes, feeling like she had just walked into a carefully laid trap. “Mm.” Caleb smiled, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Because yes—he had always been planning this. The biggest change in Vera’s life after the island proposal was the ring now sitting on her finger. It wasn’t just any ring. It was custom-made, something Caleb had specially ordered. She only found out by accident when she glanced at his phone one day and saw the purchase record. It had been ordered two months ago. Vera did the math and was stunned. He had been preparing for this long before she even started getting impatient. Her heart swelled with emotion. And as soon as Caleb’s parents heard that their son had finally proposed, they wasted no time pushing them to get the marriage license. *One day, Vera overheard Caleb’s mother lecturing him. “Your dad and I weren’t expecting much from you. With how much ti