Innumerable memories flooded Rose's mind like relentless nightmares, leaving her heart in turmoil. She made her way to the fridge, retrieved a chilled bottle of water, and drank it all, hoping to quell the unrest within her.At this moment, a thud emanated from the fitting room, jolting Rose. Hastily, she approached and rapped on the door, concern evident in her voice. "Ms. Sparks, is everything alright? Ms. Sparks?"No one responded. Rose felt something was off and barged into the fitting room."Ms. Sparks!"Clarissa had fainted, her upper body exposed. Clarissa's back was covered with bruises and scabs formed by old injuries. Rose was stunned for two seconds before she swiftly took off her coat to cover Clarissa's body. Then she carried her up. "Ms. Sparks, wake up!"As Clarissa gradually regained consciousness, Rose's relief was palpable, yet her concern lingered. "How did you get these injuries, Ms. Sparks?"Avoiding Rose's probing gaze, Clarissa turned away, tears brimmi
"Haha! You've got a point, Mom!" Jamie furrowed her well-trimmed brows. "But I still don't get why we didn't hire a top-notch designer for my wedding gown. Why settle for this woman's help? It's ridiculous.""Ah, my dear daughter, there's more to it than meets the eye."Lydia held Jamie's arm and said seriously, "Your father's success in business stems from his ability to allocate resources wisely from a young age."Having Rose design your wedding dress serves several purposes. Firstly, it would be a waste not to utilize her skills. Secondly, it's a subtle way for your father to assert his authority over her. She needs to understand her place in the Emerson family."She may be an Emerson, but she would always be beneath you. She would have to suck up to you for the rest of her life."With a meticulously crafted plan in mind, Lydia and Jamie made their way through the entrance."Hi, do you have an appointment?" The assistant approached them. "Appointment? What for? This little e
The assistant was taken aback by Silas' demeanor. However, interpreting his nonchalant attitude as that of a typical client coming to collect his garments, she proceeded with her duties."Jamie, what's gotten into you? You're practically ogling. Pull yourself together!" Lydia chided, tugging Jamie's arm."Mom! Look at that man. He is so handsome! I've never seen such a pretty face in my life," Jamie gushed, her excitement palpable. "Enough of that. You're a woman of means; act like it. No matter how handsome he may be, he's still just a man," Lydia scolded, though she couldn't help but steal glances at Silas.Something about him seemed familiar, and his icy gaze sent shivers down her spine.As the assistant pondered how to handle the situation, the crisp click of high heels echoed from the staircase."Are you two quite finished?"Silas turned his attention to Rose, who had just arrived. His eyes narrowed as he observed the aggression emanating from her demeanor."Mom, that bit
Silas remained silent.Rose couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze, her heart aching with an intensity that made her wish for it to cease beating altogether.No one would be able to accept her, even someone as understanding and perceptive as Silas.After an agonizing stretch of tense silence, Rose summoned the strength to plaster a strained smile on her face."Yes, I am the illegitimate daughter, the product of George's affair. Our family is a complete mess, our drama both entertaining and scandalous!"She turned her attention to Jamie, her voice tinged with defiance. "Jamie, you're on the verge of marrying into the Dalton family, aren't you? When I meet my new brother-in-law, rest assured I'll enlighten him about the Emerson family's true colors. Perhaps then, we can find common ground."Lydia and Jamie were left dumbfounded by Rose's audacity. With each forced laugh, their fury only intensified.Rose had made everything worse!"Tell me, what brings you to visit this illegiti
Rose stood behind Silas, her heart initially unsettled. Her lips were pressed thinly together. However, she nearly broke into a smile after hearing Silas' remark. Silas possessed a formidable ability to dismantle a convict in court and ruthlessly exploit someone's vulnerabilities with his words."Nonsense! I've never had my face done!" Lydia retorted, hastily covering her stiffened face, a mix of shame, anger, and guilt consuming her.Silas shook his head. "It's not your fault for aging, but it's not right to run around scaring people off with that face either."Lydia seethed with outrage, feeling her blood boil at his audacity."Who are you to Rose?" Jamie interjected, clinging to her mother and demanding an answer."Who am I to Rose?" Silas mused, touching the inside of his cheek with his tongue before turning to Rose with a serious expression. "Ms. Emerson, she wants to know my role in your life."Rose met his gaze, her heart pounding in her chest."If you don't say anyth
Jamie exclaimed, "They managed to scare us off. How embarrassing and humiliating!""You're kidding, right? It'd be even more embarrassing to stick around any longer," Lydia countered as she suppressed the pain in her wrist. Lydia then retrieved her phone, opened the browser, and found a picture of Jonah Taylor, the president of KS Group.Jamie peered over her shoulder. When she saw the picture, she gasped, "Isn't this the guy we saw earlier? He's the president of KS Group!"Lydia's eyes darkened as she gazed at the picture, feeling beads of sweat forming. Initially, the man had seemed familiar, but she couldn't place him. Then, as she left through the exit, it clicked—he was one-half of the gay couple that had recently made headlines."That can't be right. The president of KS Group is gay. How could he also be the one claiming to be Rose's boyfriend? They just bear a striking resemblance." "You're right. That bitch couldn't be so lucky as to date a Taylor."Jamie, visibly sh
Silas tightened his arms around her as he spoke as if fearing she might escape him.A warm blush crept up Rose's chest, a pleasant tingle settling in her heart. Her voice dipped to a playful whisper, more of a tease than a scold. "Well, at least you know you're being sneaky.""Rosie." Silas couldn't tear his gaze away. A captivating blush painted Rose's pale face as he murmured, "Well, you're just as cunning. You're the sneak who's stolen my heart."Rose found herself at a loss for words. She remembered listening to Alyssa chatter about her family and Silas. He had such a handsome face. Yet, he was so dense and cheesy that it raised concerns for him.It seemed Alyssa was right.Silas noticed her sudden silence and fell into a surge of panic. He turned her to face him. "Are you still upset with me?""Silas Taylor."Silas' panic intensified at the sound of Rose addressing him by his full name. Unconsciously, he swallowed hard. "I am an illegitimate daughter of the Emerson fami
Rose's body stiffened, feeling as though a sharp ice blade had pierced her heart, plunging her into agony."Okay," she complied, her trembling hand slipping into the pocket of her coat. Slowly, she extracted the badge, gripping it tightly in her palm, then turned around.At that moment, Silas gazed at her gloomily, extending his hand toward her.Rose pressed her lips together into a thin line as she placed the badge in his palm. Just as she attempted to retract her hand, Silas seized it, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.Caught off guard, Rose collided with Silas' chest. He couldn't resist holding the small of her back, sealing her lips fiercely with a fiery kiss. Deepening the embrace, a sense of possessiveness lingered between their entwined lips.Rose's thoughts scattered, and her mind seemingly zapped. She responded to his passion, wrapping her arms around him and returning the kiss with equal fervor.After what felt like an eternity of kissing, Silas reluctantly pulle
"Younger brother?" Jonah echoed. The mention of Damien brought a sharp pang to his chest. Memories of the plane crash flashed before his eyes. He continued, his voice tight with emotion, "Even if he is my brother, he allied with the devil and chose a corrupt path. I am severing ties with him!"With that, Jonah slammed his arm down, a decisive gesture."Jonah! No!" Jasper shouted.In the next instant, Remy, with an almost unnatural calm, grabbed the blade of the dagger with his bare hand. Blood began to flow from his palm.Jonah's heart twisted in agony. Family meant everything to him, yet here he was, inflicting harm on one of his own."I didn't come here to stop you," Remy said, his voice low and strained as he met Jonah's reddened eyes. "But I must stop both of you. This is my mission."Jonah stared at him, stunned. "Why—""Because I work for Sir. I have no choice but to follow orders."Turning to Jasper, Remy said, "Go." …After watching them leave, Remy trudged through
Jasper and Jonah went to get Sebastian and Xavier out of the car. The four of them then bolted toward the other end of the alley. A clamor broke out behind them. Jasper glanced back, his heart pounding.Warmth surged through his hardened heart as he saw Axel holding his own in a brutal fight against over a dozen assassins, skillfully subduing them one by one."Jasper!" All of a sudden, Jonah stopped in his tracks. Jasper turned to see what had caught his attention, and his heart sank. Standing at the alley's end, silhouetted against the light, was a tall figure radiating a presence that commanded fear. Though the man's face was obscured, his unyielding presence was unmistakable. It was Justin's right-hand man, Remy."Mr. Beckett, w-what should we do?" Xavier stammered.With a fierce glint in his eyes, Jonah took a step forward. "I'll hold him back. The rest of you, keep going." "Xavier, take Dr. Bender to the press conference immediately. Don't let anything stop you." J
"Maggie, I love you!" Xavier typed.Maggie replied, "Xave, you're not usually this corny. What happened?" Xavier couldn't bring himself to tell her that those words were his final ones if something happened to him.His phone buzzed again. It was Maggie sending another message that read, "I love you too, Xave." Tears filled Xavier's eyes. His lips quivered, and his heart raced. He cursed under his breath. It was time to go all out. With that, he grabbed the machete, swung open the car door, and swiftly took down two of Jasper's attackers.But Xavier wasn't a fighter. He had no real combat experience. It didn't take long before a blade sliced into his arm, the deep cut searing with pain.Jasper's eyes widened. He roared, "Xavier, get back in the car!"Distracted, Jasper's opponent swung a machete at his face. Xavier gasped, "Mr. Beckett!"Luckily, Jasper dodged the strike, his reflexes quick. He retaliated by snapping the attacker's arm.Xavier, pale and shaking with pain,
Frightened out of his wits, Xavier yelped, covering his head and crouching low in his seat. It wasn't that he was a coward. He had been brave in the past, but this situation was unlike anything an ordinary person would face.Working for Jasper meant Xavier didn't have to worry about his livelihood, but every day was a gamble with danger. If this continued, he might have to keep Nitroglycerin on hand just to survive.Jasper, with his strong, muscular frame, shielded Sebastian beneath him.He knew the attackers were after Sebastian, the witness, aiming to eliminate anyone who could tip the scales against them. If they could take down Jasper too, or at least injure him severely, it would be a bonus.These people were ruthless. Sebastian, oblivious to the danger, was muttering the Lord's Prayer under his breath. He didn't know that the man protecting him was sometimes more powerful than any deity."Don't lift your heads! Arrows aren't like bullets—they can pierce glass but not the
Time was ticking. The press conference was about to begin. Landon escorted Sebastian out of the manor and into Jasper's car. He glanced at Jasper, who sat in the back seat, his expression calm and composed.With concern etched on his face, Landon said, "Jasper, let me come with you. I can't feel at ease otherwise."Jasper met Landon's gaze, firm and aloof. "Don't worry, Landon. You've done enough. It's time for you to step back."If Landon continued to help, he would only get caught up in the chaos. Despite his current difficulty in articulating his feelings, Jasper couldn't forget that this was his best friend, the one he'd stood by for more than 20 years. Landon had endured so much to finally be happy with Lauren, and Jasper wasn't about to be the one to disrupt that hard-earned happiness. Understanding Jasper's stubbornness, Landon turned to Xavier. "Call me immediately if anything happens.""Don't worry, Mr. Harper," Xavier reassured. With that, Sebastian climbed into
That said, this strategy came with its own risks. It was as if Jasper and Axel were placing all their bets on Remy for the time being."Justin doesn't control someone without a reason. Since he has control over Remy, he will make full use of him."Jasper's chest tightened, a weight pressing down on him like a massive rock. He continued, "The only way to find Amber is to understand Justin's intentions clearly."…The press conference was scheduled for 5:00 pm at Berenike Hotel's Conference Hall A on Saturday. At 3:00 pm sharp, Justin sat in the president's office at Beckett Group, his expression frigid. He sat upright on the couch while Sheryl, standing beside him, carefully tended to the wound on his left ear, changing its dressing with caution. It had been only two days since he was shot in the ear. His flesh had been stitched up, and the stitches looked like a grotesque centipede crawling along his ear. There was no way to conceal the injury unless he donned a shoulder-lengt
"Remy beat Sheryl up?" Jasper repeated, his voice laced with disbelief. Having wiped away his tears, Axel leaned in to listen to the phone call."Yeah! I saw it with my own eyes in the surveillance footage. He punched her—brutally!" Xavier's voice was filled with astonishment. He exhaled sharply before continuing, "I thought they were a close-knit group. Looks like even they have internal conflicts!"After a brief pause, he ventured, "Mr. Beckett, do you think we could use this as a breakthrough? Maybe Remy has been at odds with Sheryl for a while, and he's tired of working under Justin. Perhaps all he needs is a little push to turn against them. After all, didn't Ms. Altman join us because she hated everything Jameson did?"Jasper didn't give a direct answer. Instead, he spoke quietly, "It's a clever thought, but it's still uncertain. We don't really know Remy's intentions. Our interactions with him have been few, and they've always been risky confrontations. I don't know what he
"Didn't you say you had no idea what I was talking about? In that case, this ear is useless to you. You're already a crippled man anyway. You might as well be deaf too." Axel's hands trembled with restrained rage. The temptation to end Justin's life surged through him—he wanted to pull the trigger, to rip him apart limb by limb. But he had made a promise to Jasper—no lives would be taken. A promise was a promise."I will rescue my wife. But you'll lose more than just an ear if I fail." Axel seized Justin by the hair, his reddened eyes brimming with tears. His voice cracked with fury and anguish. "I will make you suffer a thousand times the pain Amber has endured."Without warning, he released Justin and stormed out."S-Sir! I will get someone to take you to the hospital right away!" Sheryl crawled to Justin's side, panic-stricken as her eyes fell on the pool of blood spreading across the floor. Her trembling hands fumbled with her phone, unable to keep a firm grip as she scrambl
"Sir!" Sheryl shouted. She was just about to get to Justin's side when two shots were fired near her feet. Screaming, she dropped to her knees, threw her arms over her head, and scurried under the table like a terrified animal.The air in the room grew heavy with menace.Justin, known as the devil of the night, was a man who thrived on chaos. His power and influence stretched across continents, and he'd faced countless threats without flinching.But as his visitor approached, an unfamiliar dread coiled in his chest. His hands gripped the couch's armrests so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The terror was suffocating."Get out, all of you," the man commanded, his voice cold and sharp.The man remained fixated solely on Justin while Justin's guests fled in terror. "Help! Somebody!" Sheryl screamed, her voice muffled as she cowered under the table.No help would come. Outside, the others were either unconscious or dead.A deafening bang shattered the silence. The man fir