Over the past 28 years, Sean had never talked back to Sinead like that. This was the first time. It made her heart ache. "I want to be with Tatiana. I want to marry her." Sean's blood was boiling throughout his entire body. He enunciated every word, saying, "I don't want anyone other than Taty!" "So, are you abandoning your family? Are you abandoning me, too?" Sinead questioned while choking on her tears. "If you still want me as your son, please stop insulting Tatiana. Don't stop me from loving her. But of course, even if you wanted to, you won't be able to stop me." Upon saying that, Sean turned and walked upstairs. "Stand right there, Sean!" Sinead screamed at him while he walked away, "Are you trying to drive me to my death? Let me tell you—I will never let you marry the daughter of a mistress from the Taylor family! Not unless it's over my dead body!" Sean stopped in his tracks. Sinead felt gleeful. She thought that he had changed his mind. At long last, he utt
Daisy immediately understood what David meant. Celine Romani was famous amongst the aristocrats in Solana City. Many plutocrats from out of town would even come all the way to have their fortunes read by her. Secretly, though, Celine was involved in a lot of dirty work. As long as she was paid enough, she would even become a pimp for the highly influential people. "I get what you mean. Dad has always been a superstitious person. He goes to the tarot readers for a reading every other day. "Since this is the case, give me a couple of days to make arrangements. I will recommend Celine to Dad. He will surely be willing to see her." Daisy was inspired and continued, "By then, I will bribe Celine and have her side with you. I'll have her say that Tatiana clashes with him while you and her are made for each other. And that it will bring good luck to the Schmidt Group, too. "On the other hand, if Tatiana were to marry Jameson, it would bring misfortune to our family. As Dad is supe
Jameson responded, "Why should I be mad? They're doing exactly what I want." Jameson then lifted his wine glass and stared at the liquid in it, which was as red as blood. His smile was cold and creepy. "Not only am I not mad, I also want to lend David a hand. I'll just treat it as my gift to him and Ms. Tatiana." …After Daisy's clandestine orchestration, the meeting between Victor and Celine took place.Celine had also heeded Daisy's instruction and relayed her scripted message to Victor. She explained everything confidently and with much detail. Victor couldn't help but be convinced. In fact, he really loved to have David marry someone from the Taylor family. He was his favorite son, after all. He was the first person he would consider whenever anything advantageous came up. Even if Jameson tried to be nice and obedient to him now, they were indeed missing 15 years of their father-son relationship. At the end of the day, Jameson didn't mean as much to him as David did.
Alyssa would still be safe that night. Zoe decided that she would find an opportunity on some other day to ruin Alyssa's dignity so that no other man would ever want her.…In the banquet hall, melodious music played. The women dazzled in their flamboyant outfits while the upper-class guests gathered. Jasper hadn't gone over together with the Beckett family. Instead, he appeared at the same time as Landon as if avoiding any suspicion. The two "polar opposites" arrived in their brilliance, capturing people's attention wherever they went. Jasper didn't have a partner by his side, but the women didn't dare to covet him. After all, they had heard that he was already taken, so they didn't want to ridicule themselves. Who would have the guts to steal Alyssa's man? The issue was that they wouldn't be able to win her!But those women had a different look in their eyes when they looked at Landon. Their gazes could essentially be described as thirsty or predatory. Landon and La
Landon perceived Jasper's advice to be heartfelt and thoughtful. At that moment, it was as if Jasper was no longer a mere friend to him. Instead, he was like an elder brother whose blood was thicker than water. Landon felt his throat tighten. His eyes welled up as he said, "Damn it, you're making me tear up." Actually, he had already thought of it, even if Jasper hadn't said anything. He would certainly grasp onto the opportunity. He definitely wanted to provide a bright future, one which would be the envy of all for Lauren. "People from the KS Group are here!" someone shouted. Jasper's entire body tensed up. It was as if a current had just passed through him. He straightened his back as straight as a die. His heart, which was calm before, began to pound.He breathed deeply and lifted his hand to adjust his bow tie. He then fixed his soulful eyes on the entrance to the banquet hall. By the side, Landon covered his mouth and chuckled to himself.Those who didn't know would h
Winston narrowed his sharp eyes slightly. He remained calm and glorious. His hands gripped Ezzo's tightly. He held his own in all aspects. "I know that you were disturbed by the previous incident at the horse racing arena, Mr. Ezzo. This daughter of mine is rather mad. She is still inexperienced. I hope for your understanding over her inappropriate ways," Winston said in a raspy voice. He had a smile on his face as he spoke eloquently. He gave off the air of an aristocrat in every way. The people were amazed. They weren't dreaming, were they? This was a nobleman from Mosgravia and the heir to the Royal Castle. This top-tier financial leader actually took the initiative to reach out to Winston in such a friendly manner, even though the Taylor family's riches were known to be unparalleled. However, this was only true in Belbanks. The Beckett Group and the Schmidt Group were the top financial groups here at Solana City. How could Ezzo simply disregard them like that? Winsto
Jasper's eyes glistened. He wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "I don't want his filthy hands to touch my woman." "But, have you thought of the consequences if you were to go over now?" As a bystander, Landon could read the situation clearly. He wanted to help keep Jasper out of harm's way. "The Jesseltons' purpose of having tonight's party is to select their business partner. Everyone wants to obtain that opportunity, including Mr. Taylor. "If you were to go up and cause a scene, you might ruin Mr. Taylor's potential collaboration. Then, wouldn't Mr. Taylor hold a grudge against you? "Lyse has mentioned before that her father is great at holding grudges. So, you'd better not bad-mouth him at this time. You might end up crushing your dreams!" While he was hesitating, Alyssa smiled and replied, "Mr. Zeke, welcome to Solana City. As a sign of respect, please allow me to greet you according to your country's customs." Upon saying that, she lowered her long lashes. Then, with he
It was as if any woman whom Zeke initiated a pursuit of should be grateful to him. "Lyse …" Tatiana held Alyssa's hand worriedly. Unexpectedly, Alyssa's gaze remained calm. With a cold expression, Alyssa coldly responded, "Mr. Zeke, I am a divorced woman. The entire Solana City probably knows about this. Please don't tell me that you were not aware?" It was obvious that the Jesseltons were flustered. They turned to look at each other. The people around them gave a sidelong glance at Jasper. He had pursed his lips into a line and was looking deeply at Alyssa. Without any hesitation, he was prepared to walk in front of her to shield her from any gossip and hurtful words. Cornelius stood beside Javier. He clicked his tongue and shook his head in disdain. "This Alyssa Taylor is too smart for her own good. How could she be so frivolous? Is being a divorcee something to be proud of? I can't believe she boasted about it at such an important event. "It's up to her if she want
Julien's merciless, hate-filled words hit Jonah like a ton of bricks. The pain was unbearable, a gut-wrenching ache that shattered his heart.Under the dim lighting, Julien vaguely noticed a sorrowful tear forming at the corner of Jonah's eye. But before it could fall, Jonah forced a blink, swallowing his emotions whole. Despite Jonah's attempt to brace himself, sorrow engulfed him, a tidal wave of despair. His features mirrored the devastation ripping through his heart. As Evan opened the driver's side door, Julien lurched forward and vomited again. The sickening sound of him retching echoed in the air as if he were expelling everything inside him. "Judas, Mr. Lovelace looks like he's suffering from alcohol poisoning. We should take him to the hospital."Evan's worry deepened at Julien's condition. Jonah wordlessly removed his suit jacket and began cleaning the mess in the car. His chest tightened painfully as he watched Julien groaning, clearly suffering. Then, without he
Jonah's gaze burned with a mix of longing, sorrow, and something deeply affectionate. The world swam back into focus as Julien looked at Jonah. Without preamble, he asked, "Are you new? How much do you charge per night?"Light-headed and grinning, Julien reached out a hand, his fingers brushing softly against Jonah's cheek. "You're pretty good-looking," he said, his voice slurred. Then his expression shifted. "Why do you… look so much like someone I hate with every fiber of my being?"Jonah's heart clenched. Even so, he slid his arms around Julien's waist. Trembling, he pulled Julien into his arms. "I'm new here. Could you help me meet my target tonight, Mr. Lovelace?"Julien's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Jonah. Jonah's eyes teared up as he held Julien's waist tightly. "I promise you won't be disappointed," he said, his voice deep. Watching from the shadows below the stage, Evan nearly gagged at Jonah's sultry tone. Was this really the Judas he knew? The man sounded downri
The bar was alive with striking lights and thundering music, and the air was thick with the scent of tobacco and alcohol. The atmosphere was one of moral decay—corrupt, degrading, and vile. "Where's Julien?" Jonah's voice cut through the noise, his tone icy and sharp. When Jonah stepped inside, the eyes of several men turned toward him, their gazes filled with illicit intent."Why, hello there. Are you here alone? Are you feeling lonely?" A sexy man sauntered over, draping himself over Jonah's shoulders. He let his hands linger with a playful squeeze. "If you're bored, I'd be happy to keep you company." Jonah's expression darkened. His hands trembled, veins bulging with barely contained rage. Suddenly, Evan burst through the crowd, his face twisting in alarm at the sight of Jonah surrounded by a swarm of predatory men. Evan yelled, "Don't touch him!" A heavy thump reverberated through the room. Gasps erupted as people scrambled back.The man who had draped himself over
Rafe stated, "But Beckett Group is in the middle of a storm right now. If I insisted on giving your corporation the project, my superiors would investigate me. I wouldn't be able to escape unscathed!""If you're investigated, I'll make sure you can still live a life of luxury—even if you lose your job." Justin's tone darkened. "But if you turn against me, you won't just suffer a few losses. You'll lose everything."Under the dim moonlight, Justin fiddled with his antique tea cup, his gaze narrowing. "You've worked so hard to get to where you are. Are you prepared to lose it all?"After ending the call, Justin turned to Remy, who stood quietly at the side. "Sheryl is still being detained. She can't be bailed out for another two days. I need someone to watch over the research lab. You'll handle that."Remy was taken aback. "I failed my last mission. Aren't you going to punish me?"Justin's smile was cold and insincere. "It wasn't your fault. You were ambushed. If not for that, I tru
Remy pursed his lips, bending down to pick up the fallen poker card. It was the King of Spades—an entry pass to Kings' Club. "My attacker was…" Remy's pupils constricted as he tightened his grip on the card. "It can only be that dear uncle of mine, always claiming to see me as his own son." Justin's lips curled into a sinister smile. "He's trying to get rid of my right-hand man, taking advantage of my internal feud with Jasper. Weakening me is just his first step toward gaining control over me."He's been a fugitive ever since his successful prison break, never returning to Cyrris after receiving his life sentence. His power base remains in Kontina. "I'm the last surviving Dutton. The Dutton Group, as a cover, has declared bankruptcy and severed all ties with the country. "My dear uncle has taken a huge risk just to target me. He sent his men to attack you in Solana City. What a delightful surprise. It seems he truly doesn't trust me, his only remaining family."Remy lowere
The hospital ward grew heavy with silence. Mandy and Neil stared at Alyssa, stunned beyond words. "M-Ms. Alyssa, you knew that man was Mr. Damien?" Neil asked, disbelief etched into his voice. "Yes." Alyssa's reply was quiet, her lips pressed into a thin line. She lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "We found out when Cyrus took Damien's cigarette butt for a paternity test."Mandy approached Alyssa, her shoulders trembling slightly. "So, you and Cyrus knew… and you both kept it from me?" Mandy said, her voice catching in her throat, tears welling up. Alyssa felt a sharp pang in her chest. "Mandy, I'm sorry. It was my decision. Cyrus had nothing to do with it."Mandy's tears fell freely now, her grief spilling out in raw sobs. "Do you know what it's been like for me all these years, thinking Damien was gone? Winston, Miley, Lyla, and Colene kept telling me to move on. I tried to accept that he was dead, that we'd never find his body. But I never did."Her vo
The hospital ward was bathed in a dim, yellow glow from the bedside lamp. The silence was thick, yet the room held a strange warmth—an unfamiliar comfort that felt oddly familiar to Remy.Pain radiated through his body as he struggled to sit up. His eyes fell on Mandy, who was asleep beside his bed. Her hair was a mess, and her swollen eyes suggested she'd been crying. She was sound asleep. Remy stiffened. His breath quickened as he stared at her fragile figure. Slowly, he leaned forward, his fingers lifting slightly, tempted to reach out.Just as his hand hovered close, Mandy's lashes fluttered. In her sleep, she murmured, "Damien… Damien… I miss you so much…" Tears slipped down her cheeks, silent and unbidden.A pang tugged at Remy's heart. Without thinking, he brushed away her tears with his calloused fingers. The moment his skin touched hers, a jolt shot through him, sharp and electrifying. Pain throbbed at his temples, but beneath it was a warmth he didn't want to let g
Justin's casual question hit Javier like a thunderclap. Shock rippled through him, freezing his expression. His voice trembled with fear as he barked, "What nonsense is that? Are you accusing me of causing Chester's death? I'm your father—how could you think I'd do such a thing?""It's not an accusation. Just the facts," Justin replied coolly, crossing his legs and savoring his tea with unsettling calm. "And I'm not condemning you. In fact, I understand why you did it. I'm facing the same dilemma now."Javier's breathing grew ragged. He had watched Justin grow from a child into the man before him—now a predator, circling with quiet menace."You were meant to be the heir as the eldest son," Justin continued, his voice smooth as silk. "But Grandpa favored Uncle Chester, handing him major projects, grooming him in plain sight. "Uncle Chester's reputation soon eclipsed yours. He was a natural leader, adept at business, with one fatal flaw—he was kind. Too kind. Unlike you."Justin
Nonetheless, night had fallen by the time Justin arrived at Seaview Manor. On his way there, he worked on two things. First, he secured the top legal team to get Sheryl out on bail as quickly as possible. Second, he tried reaching Remy—unsuccessfully. He had never lost contact with Remy before. Justin's face was as dark as the night itself. The moment he stepped inside Seaview Manor, Rory approached with a solemn expression. He gave a slight bow before speaking. "Mr. Justin, what took you so long? Mr. Javier has been waiting.""I was occupied," Justin replied coolly. Then, as if it were an ordinary evening, he allowed a faint smile. "Where's Jasper? Is he back here yet?" A conflicted look came across Rory's face. "Things between you and Mr. Jasper have soured. I doubt he'll want to see you anytime soon—or show up here.""Is that so? How disappointing."Justin's smile didn't reach his eyes. His gaze lingered on Rory, sharp and bottomless. "So, he'd rather believe what he se