Tatiana said, "No! Don't think this way, Sean. I feel so blessed every day to be with you. I've never felt like I've suffered."Holding Sean's damp face, Tatiana panicked, and her eyes reddened. Each tear that rolled down his face felt like a pit carved into her heart.No one would know how strong Sean was more than she did. He had partnered with Jasper and Alyssa for so long and fought for them, becoming one of the most powerful people they had. Yet, that very same man hid in the kitchen to cry about what happened to her that day. The pain must be so great that he felt this dejected. Sean lowered his gaze, his voice strained with pain as he spoke, "Taty, you are a cherished member of the Taylor family, the darling of Mr. Winston and Madam Lyla. Mr. Jonah and Ms. Alyssa hold you dear. "I've witnessed your growth, the carefree days of your youth—licking lollipops, playfully hiding behind Ms. Alyssa. It's etched vividly in my memory. If it weren't for me, your life would have bee
Sean tearfully embraced his beloved and said, "I may have come from the Lynch family, but the moment they started insulting you, I no longer had anything to do with them."Tatiana was both touched and concerned. "Sean…""I don't have a home anymore," Sean said with a bitter chuckle, though most of what he felt was a sense of release. "From now on, I'm just Sean Lynch. The third son of the Lynch family has ceased to exist.""Who says you don't have a home?" Tatiana's brows furrowed as she pressed her fingers to Sean's lips. "You'll always have a family as long as I'm here. My family is your family."…As the night continued, both Tatiana and Sean naturally slept together.But they only slept in the same bed, nothing more. Sean lay stiffly beside Tatiana in pajamas like a canned sardine. There was even a clear divide between him and Tatiana on the bed.He could smell the shampoo Tatiana had used for her hair. He could hear her breathing and even feel her warmth.Sean swallowed
The sky was dark as rain drizzled from the heaven above. It was the perfect weather to pay respects to one's loved ones at the cemetery.Alyssa and Jasper had come to pay respects to Anne again. They had brought flowers and hurriedly cleaned the gravestone up as if planning to have a meal with Jasper's mother.Though Anne had long passed away, she must not be lonely now that Alyssa and Jasper tended to her grave and missed her so."Lyse and I have gotten revenge for you, Mom. Sophia's been sentenced to death. 20 years… it's finally over." Jasper clasped Alyssa's hand tightly. "Retribution will always come in time. I hope you can finally be at peace now."The two then bowed respectfully to the gravestone.Just then, steady footsteps rang out from nearby."It's Grandpa!" Alyssa turned over excitedly.Jasper's pupils dilated in surprise.Newton was pushed over by Ben in his wheelchair, not far away. There was a bouquet of white lilies in Newton's lap—Anne's favorite. When Anne was
Both Alyssa and Jasper were speechless.Newton really had a sharp tongue. But it was such good tongue-lashing!"Dad, Anne was my wife. I'm just here to pay her my respects. Why are all of you antagonizing me?" Javier couldn't stand Newton's words anymore. He immediately lost composure in front of his father."Your wife? Isn't your wife that criminal, Sophia Kirkman?" Newton snorted.Javier's hands balled into fists as he burned with anger.Newton had never once affirmed Sophia's position as his daughter-in-law, yet now, here he was, doing so in such a sarcastic way. What else was Newton doing but insulting and humiliating Javier?"Dad, the truth about Anne's death was late by 20 years. I'm just as devastated after finding out about it!" Javier's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at his own chest. "I was under so much pressure all those years ago because I brought Anne and Jasper home. I did it even though you opposed my decision! Didn't I do that all because I loved Anne? You s
Alyssa and Jasper shot one another a knowing look, their hearts beating in unison.Javier's face had long paled as he watched them leave. It felt like all the blood in his veins had turned to ice.…There were three luxury cars waiting outside the cemetery.Alyssa and Jasper climbed into the first car while Newton sat in the second. Soon, Javier walked out of the cemetery with Rory by his side, the former looking quite dejected."Mr. Javier," Ben greeted respectfully. "Mr. Newton is asking for you to join his car. He would like to speak to you about something."Javier's eyes darkened.The father and son sat together in the car as if an invisible wall separated them."Did you want to talk to me, Dad?" Javier asked quietly.Newton said calmly as he stared straight ahead, "Now that Sophia has admitted to her crime, only death awaits her—unless you still have feelings for her and plan on reducing her sentence. "I'm still going to make myself clear right now—I will definitely mak
It was public knowledge that Newton, despite retiring from his role as the Beckett Group's chairman, held the company stocks and remained the shareholder and the honorary chairman across many other companies.He remained in control of Brighton Technology and Alcove Co. Although Javier was eager to get his hands on the two companies, Newton refused to give him the opportunity.However, Newton had breezily given Jasper power in the two companies, which was clearly an act of favoritism. It was also a subtle declaration that Jasper was the "chosen one" and the heir of Beckett Group."Why are you quiet? Do you disagree with my decision?" Newton asked coldly."I'm sure you have thought over it carefully," Javier replied. After a pause, Javier added, "But you've given Jasper too much stock ownership when he's still young. I worry that he might feel pressured by it. It's also a distraction that might affect his growth in the future.""I know what Jasper is capable of. Even if the sky fa
"Mr. Schmidt, here's some Vintage Narcissus tea that was flown in this morning. Please have a taste," said Sheryl Gillis.She deftly and elegantly prepared the tea for Jameson, which was an art form in itself.Soon, she served him a new cup of hot tea. The fair lady stood there amid the steam from the tea and the subtle tea scent wafting in the air. She radiated a captivating yet distant presence, a combination of contradictory traits that strangely complemented each other.Indeed, those who worked for the man were the cream of the crop who were carefully nurtured. Troublesome employees would have already been removed early on."Thank you, Ms. Gillis." Jameson raised his cup, but his gaze remained fixed on her.She bore a resemblance to a particular someone—the woman whom he had loved for a long time."Mr. Schmidt, is there something on my face?" Sheryl wondered with a gentle smile."No. Sorry. That was rude." He quickly looked away with astonishment.The man behind the curtain
The look in Jameson's eyes hardened. "Sophia Kirkman is no longer of use. If you look around the Beckett Group, there's no one to keep Jasper Beckett in check—he's the only one in power. "I'm concerned that Javier Beckett might hand Jasper more power out of guilt for his son and his late wife, as well as pressure from Newton Beckett. If that happens, Jasper will be invincible."The man said calmly, "Let's play chess." Then, he moved his chess piece.Jameson pursed his lips. He was about to make his move when the man smiled and remarked, "Mr. Schmidt, why are you so insistent that I go back to Solana City soon? "Is it truly for my best, or are you doing this for yourself to gain a helping hand? Are you using me against Jasper Beckett to get your hands on Ms. Alyssa?""No, sir. Everything I do is in your interest. That surely wasn't my intention." Jameson broke out in cold sweat as he professed his loyalty."I don't mind lending a helping hand. But looking back, nothing comes out
Beckett Group was, in essence, Javier's heart and soul, forged from his own labor. "Justin set me up, framed me for drug addiction, and bribed my primary physician to give false testimony—all so he could drag me down. The fact that he dared to target me like this means he's willing to betray anyone."Jasper took a deep breath, forcing down the rage roiling inside him as Javier remained silent. "Fine. Even if you insist this is just a family matter, Justin's reputation is already in ruins, and the corporation's stock prices are fluctuating. Are you really going to stand by him, even now?""Justin has explained everything to me. He wasn't aware of the bribery. That female doctor who worked for him acted on her own. Besides, she's been arrested. The backlash against Justin will settle in time…"Jasper listened, his face unreadable, but his heart clenched painfully. A lump rose in his throat, suffocating him.He had lost his mother at a young age, but he had never longed for his fa
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