"However, just take a look at the situation now. Does Mr. Beckett Senior still care for you? He has been keeping his guard up with you. He's afraid of you. "Their little family has been enjoying each other's company in Solana City. They've never shown concern over how you've survived through all those nights that were full of pain and suffering! "It was Jasper who snatched away all that belonged to you. Everything that he now has… Those were supposed to be yours!" Sheryl exclaimed. Justin picked up another pill and put it in his mouth. He started chewing it. He closed his eyes and mumbled, "Grandpa, you said that he was just a child back then. But you seem to have forgotten that I was also a child at that time." …Initially, Jasper and Alyssa wanted to stay back. They wanted to accompany Newton. Nonetheless, Newton was adamantly against it. He insisted that they go back home. "Are you two out of your minds? Go on and enjoy each other's company. Why do you always want to hang
When Jasper and Alyssa got home, Jasper received a call from Xavier. Then, he went to the study to get some work done. "Mr. Beckett, the foundation's matters are pretty much all set. You'll just need to pick a date for the official announcement." "Alright. Thanks." Jasper's voice sounded low and a little weary. "Also, weren't you planning to bring Madam to Swizo for a holiday? I've made preparations for a manor there. It's right at the foot of the Alton Mountains. The scenery there is fantastic. You and Madam can head over there any time," Xavier said in a jolly tone. He had been feeling elated since they defeated Sophia. Every day, he was so happy that he'd be smiling in his sleep. However, Jasper still didn't respond after a while. He wasn't paying attention. He was still thinking about his conversation with Justin earlier that night. He was also bothered by how Justin had looked at Alyssa. Jasper felt his chest tighten. The look in his eyes was deep. "Mr. Beckett? Mr.
There was a moment of silence. Then, Jasper said in a deep voice, "Thanks for your reminder, Xavier. But you were quite crass. Just beware of your year-end bonus if you were to do that again next time." Xavier couldn't help but curse at Jasper inwardly. Jasper had gone straight for Xavier's jugular. …Back in the bedroom, Alyssa had just taken a bath. She smelled good. She sat in front of her vanity mirror in her peach-colored strap nightgown. She was brushing her dark, silky hair. She was spacing out as she continued brushing her hair. Repeatedly, she replayed her conversation with Justin in her mind. Strangely, a chill began to creep over her, sending shivers down her spine.Justin exuded gentlemanly qualities. His soft-spoken words were accompanied by a gentle smile that radiated sincerity. However, despite his apparent warmth, an unsettling suspicion lingered within, as if he were stealthily encroaching on her territory. The feeling alarmed Alyssa deeply.He had the sam
"I was just thinking about that conversation with Justin earlier tonight. It was really very intriguing," Alyssa explained. "That would be the last time." Jasper was still regretful that he had allowed them to meet. He pulled Alyssa in closer to him. "Next time, I will not let you come in contact with Justin again. Today was just an unexpected incident. Don't think too much about it." "I'm not thinking too much about it. It seems to me that you're the one who's overthinking it." Alyssa lifted her head slightly. She gave him a gentle poke in the chest. "Does it still hurt right here?" He held her hand. He planted a kiss on her palm. "No, it's better now." "There's really no need for you to be so paranoid. Also, what you imagined was not realistic. Would Justin stay in Mosgravia forever? He'd have to come back eventually." Alyssa snuggled comfortably in his arms. "He was the one who facilitated the Jesseltons' discussion for a collaboration with the Beckett Group. And now,
There was a slight tremor in Angelina's lashes. She shot a quick glance at the dinner spread. She then looked toward Lauren with a concerned gaze. They had agreed to gather over dinner tonight. She had been preparing their meal since the afternoon.Even though Lauren wasn't too skilled at cooking, she lent a helping hand by the side, too. They were as busy as bees all afternoon. However, Landon now looked to be in a hurry. It appeared that he had no plans to have dinner at home.This was fine with her. But she was just afraid that Lauren would feel disappointed. "Aren't you having dinner at home, Landon?" Lauren frowned slightly. She looked at him with an innocent look.A loving smile came across Landon's face. He walked to the front of Lauren. He placed his hand on her head and stroked her soft hair. "I have plans tonight. I won't be eating at home." "Can't you adjust your plans a little?" Lauren's lashes fluttered as she peered at Landon cautiously. It made his heart melt.
Lauren watched as Landon left. She stood there until she could no longer see his car's tail lights. Angelina walked to her side. "Madam Lauren." "Yes?" Lauren turned to look at her. "Thank you for speaking up for me today. Thank you." Angelina felt a surge of emotions. Tears welled up in her eyes. She started working for Landon when she was young. In her youth, she worked as his helper. She then became his secretary-cum-bodyguard when she got older. She was someone who received strict training. She also suffered through difficult times. She was frigid and apathetic toward everyone other than Landon. Unexpectedly, Lauren's appearance allowed her to feel the warmth of a family. This was something that she had never experienced before. She was moved beyond words. Lauren was her employer. However, Angelina loved her like how she would a younger sister. "I know that you've worked hard, Angie." Lauren held Angelina's calloused hand. Lauren's hand was warm. With a twinkle in
Landon had shamed Preston straightforwardly. Preston was embarrassed.Preston knew Landon as someone ruthless, careless, and rude. He was someone who was about to become president of their corporation. Moreover, Cornelius was present with them. Preston assumed that Landon would have practiced some restraint. In the end, he didn't hold back at all! As the head of the family, Cornelius wanted to rebuke Landon. But on second thought, he figured that there was nothing wrong with what Landon had said. He wasn't too fond of the useless bunch that Preston had befriended anyway. So, he simply cleared his throat in an attempt to break the tension. Penelope, on the other hand, couldn't stand it anymore. She frowned and chided, "Landon, how could you speak to your Uncle Preston like that? Don't be rude!" Preston chuckled. "Oh, don't say that to Landon, Penny. He's just a child in our eyes." Sylvia Jansen, Preston's wife, tried to diffuse the situation quickly. She smiled warmly
Preston gave Sylvia a sidelong glance. He looked annoyed. He felt that this was a crucial moment. What she had just said was unnecessary. Lauren was Sophia's daughter. At the same time, she was also Javier's daughter. She was his precious daughter. There was no doubt about that. He had thoughts about making use of Lauren for his own purposes. But he certainly wasn't going to allow Landon to marry her. Should Landon choose to marry her, he would be formally establishing a marital alliance with a prosperous family. Plus, Javier would end up becoming his father-in-law. Wasn't that simply allowing Landon to become even more powerful? What he needed to do now was to decide between two options.One option was to use Lauren to threaten Landon so that Landon wouldn't be able to become president. Or he could take a step back and allow him to become the president. But he certainly had to prevent the marriage with the Beckett family. Landon's words made the tension in the dining ro
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