"Landon, you're home early today," Jasper replied to Landon's greeting."Darling, I'm home. Why don't you give me a hug after a long day?" Landon beamed as he opened his arms at Lauren. The black coat, which was loosely draped on his shoulders, fell onto the floor, but he did not bother to pick it up.Despite feeling oddly nervous, Lauren obediently went up to Landon and sneaked into his arms like an adorable kitten. He wrapped his tall and muscular body around her, carrying with him the warmth from the car heater that seeped into her skin. The warm sensation helped soothe her emotions."Landon, don't be angry," she mumbled in a voice only audible to them."Hm? Why would I be angry at you for no reason?" he whispered in a raspy voice."I-I…" Lauren had learned to carefully ponder her words before voicing them aloud. After some thinking, she chose to keep her thoughts to herself."If you've done something to upset me, just give me a kiss, and I won't be angry at you anymore." Land
Alyssa understood what Lauren was trying to say. She let out an awkward cough. It had already been a while since Alyssa was married and had a long-term partner. So, she wasn't too embarrassed to talk about the matters in the bedroom. She asked in a serious voice, "Lauren, are you ready to become a mother?" "A… mother?" Lauren was taken aback. She felt as if this word was far from her grasp. To be frank, she wasn't ready. She even felt like she was not yet an adult. Moreover, she had a condition. She wasn't even sure if her children would be affected. That said, she knew that Landon yearned to start a family with her. Each time they made love, when he was at his climax, he would mumble in her ear, "Let's start a family… Lauren, Let's have a few children… Doesn't matter if they're boys or girls. I will love them as long as they're yours…"A conflicted look came across Lauren's face. "I… haven't thought about that. Do you plan to bear children for Jasper, Alyssa?" This on
In the study, Landon tried to pour Jasper a drink but was rejected. "My driver's not with me today. I won't be drinking as I need to drive." "I didn't expect you and Alyssa to come over tonight." Landon picked up the glass that Jasper turned down and drank from it instead. Then, he placed it back down. His tall frame leaned against the side of the table relaxedly. He retrieved a cigarette from his cigarette box and lit it naturally. He inhaled so deeply that he almost looked avaricious. It was as if he wanted to fill his lungs with smoke. "Are you in a bad mood?" Jasper squinted at him. "I'm alright." "You've previously mentioned that Lauren doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, so you've cut down on smoking for her sake. I can see that your ashtray is looking like a mass grave. You've been smoking double the amount from last time, haven't you?" Right after, Jasper started speaking like he was Landon's elder. In an exceptionally serious tone, he questioned, "Do you wa
After coming out from Sage Manor, Alyssa and Jasper sat in silence in the car for quite a while. Finally, Alyssa broke the silence. "Jasper, I… I will make a trip home tonight. Aren't you leaving for a long-distance trip tomorrow morning? You can just go back to Seaview Manor. Or you can come to my place for the night, too." Jasper was still worried about Landon. So, he frowned and agreed, "Alright. I'll drop you off at Heightsnew Villa then. I'll see you again tomorrow night." Upon returning to Heightsnew Villa, they exchanged a farewell kiss that conveyed their reluctance to part ways.After watching Alyssa go into the house, Jasper's gaze became glum. He took out his phone and dialed Xavier's number. "What are the updates from the hospital?" "That man died from excessive bleeding. His parents are also prominent figures in Solana City. They are insisting on taking this to court. "The problem is that the police are also now involved. It would get tricky if their investi
Under Jasper's orchestration in secret, the subordinate under the Harper Group took the initiative to turn himself in. He admitted to his crime on the spot and gave his testimony by providing all the details of his offense. All he said matched the situation perfectly. There was sufficient evidence for the police to conclude the case. Although the student's father still wanted to look into his son's death further, his capabilities were limited, and he could only accept the outcome as it was. At the same time, Preston was quick-witted. He had already gotten an understanding of the ins and outs of the incident. The moment he found out that Lauren was the one who was taken hostage, he knew that this incident had to be connected to Landon. The cruelty of the crime had Landon's name written all over it! "What? The background of the man who turned himself in was clean?" Preston's eyes were as wide as saucers. "That's right. His background has been wiped clean. He does not have a s
"Hi, Landon. Hi, Uncle Preston." Zoe stopped right in front of them. A sweet smile came across her face. She was pretending to be nice. "Oh, hey, Zoe! Are you feeling better?" Preston asked, pretending to be concerned. "I'm much better. Thanks for asking, Uncle Preston." "That's good to hear. You're a precious one in the Harper family. Your Grandpa and mother would be sad if anything bad happened to you!" Preston uttered these words for Landon to hear. Following that, he shot Zoe a look before walking away while humming a tune. "What are you doing here?" Landon glared at her frigidly. "I made some chicken soup for Grandpa, so I'm bringing it to him while it's still hot." Zoe blinked. She had an innocent look in her eyes. "Landon, you're not going to stop me from being nice to Grandpa, are you?" Landon's deep and icy gaze narrowed as he raised his hand, pointing dominantly at her face.Although he hadn't said a word, Zoe's heart started racing out of fear. Her hands,
Cornelius asked, "That lady from the Beckett family has a mental condition?""That's right, Grandpa." A vicious look flashed across Zoe's gleaming eyes. She continued, "She and the entire Beckett family have been hiding Lauren's condition from you all along. She actually has severe autism. In other words, she is mentally disabled. "I was in the same middle school as her. At that time, other classmates would call her 'dumb' and 'idiot' behind her back. She also quit her tertiary studies halfway because of her condition." "No wonder I've always felt that there was something strange about her every time I met her. Despite being 21… or is it 22? Her mind is still like a child's. Turns out that it's because of her mental problem! "As expected, Sophia's offspring is indeed problematic! Even though she died, she still left her retarded daughter to wreck my precious grandson!" Cornelius started coughing. He was so consumed by anger that he started to feel unwell. He coughed continuous
Lauren learned how to conceal her feelings. When she got home, she would close herself in the drawing studio. She focused on painting and didn't show her emotions. Angelina didn't notice anything amiss with Lauren. If there were anything to say about the difference in Lauren, it would be in her artwork. Their hues had become duller, they were darker, and they had become more bewildering to Angelina. Lauren heard that Landon had returned home that evening to see Cornelius. She felt anxious about it, so she painted in the studio while she waited for him to come home. Nevertheless, even after an extensive period, he had not returned home. Eventually, unable to keep herself awake any longer, Lauren succumbed to sleep at her desk amidst her watercolors.By the time Landon rushed back, it was already in the wee hours of the morning. He noticed that Lauren had fallen asleep with her head on the desk. She had gotten smears of colorful paint all over her face. A loving smile spread a
Searching for Amber without direction would be pointless. Jasper made a swift decision to bring Alyssa back to the manor, shielding her from the relentless chill of the wind. Once inside, he immediately began organizing the search. He deployed his men and contacted Landon, requesting additional support.The two of them sat together on the couch.This time, there was no space between them. It was as though an invisible force drew them closer, their proximity feeling natural yet electric. Neither could say who had moved first.Alyssa, however, was in no mood to dwell on their closeness. Wrapped in her down jacket, she curled up on the couch, her arms hugging herself tightly. A quiet frostiness emanated from her as she sat in silence, listening to Jasper's calm and methodical calls to mobilize his team.In the past, his composed presence would have been enough to ease her mind. But now, her thoughts were a tangled mess, each one like a razor claw tearing at her heart. The pain was u
"Ms. Gillis, I've searched her thoroughly. She doesn't have anything on her." Sheryl's brows knitted in frustration. "How can that be? Where's her cell phone?" "There wasn't one." Sheryl, no longer concerned about dirtying herself, stepped forward, grabbed Amber by her hair, and forced her to meet her gaze."You bitch," Sheryl snarled. "You came to The Millennium at this hour for a reason. What did you find? Hand it over, and I might spare your worthless life!"Amber spat a mouthful of bloody saliva directly onto Sheryl's face."Fuck! You bitch!" Glaring at Amber, Sheryl rolled her sleeves up and slapped her twice in the face. Even so, it wasn't enough to quench her fury. She yelled, "Take her back!" Two of Sheryl's subordinates moved forward, dragging a limp Amber away. Sheryl's reddened eyes burned with fury as she wiped the spit off her face. She was teetering on the edge of madness."Search the area! Retrace her steps and leave no stone unturned!"…Jasper drove to
Jasper strode out of the room and hurried down the stairs, his pace so brisk that Xavier had to jog to keep up. As Jasper reached the living room, he spotted Justin sitting upright in his wheelchair, alone. Their eyes locked when Jasper was just a few steps away.Hostility flickered between their gazes.Curling his lips upward into a slight smile, Justin asked, "Jasper, heading out at this hour?"Xavier gritted his teeth, loathing the self-righteous air Justin exuded, as if he always held the upper hand. The sight made him want to charge forward and knock Justin clean off his wheelchair."It's late. Why aren't you in bed?" Jasper asked coldly, his tone as sharp as his glare. "It seems that broken body of yours is still holding up.""Jasper, you seem to be in a rush. Did something happen? Do you need my help?" Justin maintained the smile on his face, disregarding Jasper's sarcastic remark. "It's none of your business."Without another word, Jasper swept past him. Justin's
Jasper lay restrained on the bed, his body writhing violently as waves of agony crashed over him. A towel clenched between his teeth muffled his cries, though it could not silence the torment. Every inch of his skin felt as if it were being devoured by thousands of invisible ants—a relentless, gnawing pain brought on by withdrawal.He knew he could no longer rely on the medication. Time and again, the temptation clawed at him, urging him to surrender and take the easy way out. Relief was just a pill away. But Jasper's willpower, though battered, refused to shatter. Anne's words echoed in his mind, a guiding light in the darkness. She had always taught him to be a righteous man—one with a clear conscience. Curling into himself, Jasper shut his bloodshot eyes. He couldn't disappoint Anne. He couldn't let down those who believed in him. He had to resist the dark side. Outside the room, Xavier glanced at his wristwatch. Judging the timing to be right, he pushed the door open and l
"How about now? Is Ms. Altman at home?" Alyssa asked urgently."She isn't," Clark replied. "She drove out the back gate alone around 11:00 pm. Our security personnel stopped her then, but she said she was just going out for some fresh air because she had trouble sleeping. She promised she wouldn't be long, but it's strange—she hasn't returned even now."Alyssa's ears began to ring, her heart sinking like a stone.When she ended the call, her nightgown clung to her skin, drenched in cold sweat. Her trembling hand gripped the phone tightly.She thought of calling Jonah, but he was still searching for Julien in Mosgravia. He wouldn't be able to return in time. Silas wasn't home tonight; he was likely with Rose. Besides, he was more of an academic than a fighter—not someone who could help in a crisis. Getting him out of bed in the middle of the night couldn't possibly solve any of their problems. Axel had returned to his organization, leaving Cyrus as the only one accessible who mi
Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.Remy had let her go. He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost?Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran. She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news!Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.Suddenly, she froze. Her breath hitched. Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her. The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush. Amber's heart pounded in her chest. Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger. The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gl
Amber glared at Remy through her bloodshot eyes, thrusting her gleaming blade toward his chest. In her early days of being Jameson's follower, the first lesson drilled into her was how to kill quickly and efficiently. Refinement wasn't necessary—only results mattered. Yet, despite mastering the techniques, she had never put them into practice. Deep down, Amber feared the sight of blood and loathed the idea of taking a life.And now, of all people, it was Remy forcing her to cross that line.The blade's tip hovered mere inches from Remy's heart when hesitation gripped her. Axel's voice echoed in her mind, raw with emotion. "Amber, I keep feeling that Remy is my fifth brother, Damien. We miss him… We want him to come home!"Her pupils dilated. The blade wavered, its deadly intent dissipating.That single moment of doubt was all Remy needed. With a calm, calculated motion, he seized her wrist and twisted it sharply.Amber gasped in pain, her grip faltering as the blade clattered
The password to Jameson's room was Alyssa's birthday. Jameson had always believed himself to be a devoted man, taking pride in that notion. Yet, in Amber's eyes, his devotion was nothing more than a pathetic joke—a sentiment she couldn't help but detest.Taking a steadying breath, Amber began rummaging through the drawers and shelves with swift precision.Years of observation had taught her that Jameson had hidden several secret compartments in this room, places meant to conceal vital information. Unless Jameson or Carl disclosed their existence, even the police might not have uncovered them.After what felt like an eternity, sweat beading on her forehead, Amber discovered a hidden compartment beneath a floor sculpture.As she pried the brick loose, her breath hitched. Inside the compartment lay a waterproof plastic bag containing a document and a USB drive.Amber retrieved the document. Her heart raced as she realized its contents—a research report from Mosgravia's RC Biotech
Ever since getting together with Axel, Amber had lived each day in bliss. Yet, when Winston assured her that he truly accepted her and approved of her marriage to Axel, that bliss reached its peak. For so long, Amber had struggled with feelings of inferiority, never truly believing she deserved Axel's love. Deep down, she had resolved to step away if Winston disapproved or insisted Axel marry a woman from a reputable family—a match more fitting of his status.She wouldn't have hesitated to leave if it meant sparing Winston and Axel any conflict. Amber loved Axel wholeheartedly and was willing to sacrifice everything for him.But instead of rejection, she found warmth. The Taylor family embraced her as one of their own, showing her kindness and understanding rather than disdain for her past.She could never repay such compassion. "Winston… Thank you. Thank you…" Amber's tear-filled eyes glistened, their brightness undimmed despite all the darkness she had endured. Winston s