The deeply affectionate look on Carl's face was extremely touching. Yet, it failed to reach Amber's anguished heart. "Your past doesn't matter to me. Whether you betrayed Mr. Schmidt... It doesn't matter because it's you I care about.""It doesn't matter?" Amber scoffed. "You're loyal to Jameson, yet you say it doesn't matter?"This sounded like a cruel joke to Amber. She laughed bitterly until her eyes welled up."As I've said, it doesn't matter because it's you! Besides, even if Mr. Schmidt wanted you dead, I have ways to keep you safe!" In his haste, Carl blurted out, "You'll be perfectly safe if you marry me. I swear, Mr. Schmidt wouldn't dare do anything to you!"Amber's pupils constricted. Her sharp mind caught the implication of his words. He hadn't just assured her that Jameson wouldn't take action; he had boldly stated that Jameson wouldn't have the audacity to do so.Carl's loyalty to Jameson was evident, but self-preservation was a primal instinct shared by both ani
The station captain was under pressure from his superiors because the police officers still couldn't get Nicholas to talk. When he learned that Alyssa wanted to try negotiating with Nicholas, he decided solving the case was more important than following protocol. Although Alyssa wasn't a professional negotiator, he made an exception and allowed her to meet with Nicholas for a chat.Jasper and Cyrus watched Alyssa's confrontation with Nicholas through a one-way mirror in the observation room next to the interrogation room. Their faces were grim and filled with concern.In the interrogation room, Nicholas stared emotionlessly at Alyssa. "Ms. Alyssa, I've confessed everything I need to confess. I don't think we have anything left to discuss.""Chief Novak," Alyssa began. "Please don't call me that. Here, I'm just a cold-blooded murder suspect," Nicholas mocked. Even as a prisoner, he retained his elegance—decades as an official had imbued him with an air of calmness that wouldn't
Jameson felt like he was being burned at the stake. Every inch of his body was on fire, throbbing in pain. "My apologies," he rasped. "That said, please tell Mr. Justin not to worry. I will make sure to settle all the troubles here in Solana City!" "That's easy for you to say!" Sheryl jeered. "Since you took over as Schmidt Group's chairman, you haven't achieved a single success. Instead, Jasper and Alyssa have consistently outmaneuvered you."Jameson closed his reddened eyes. Hatred and dissatisfaction gnawed at him. He gritted his teeth."Don't say that I didn't warn you, Mr. Schmidt. Nicholas Novak is a threat. You'd better get rid of him. This is the last chance Mr. Justin is giving you. I'm sure you know what outcome awaits you if you fail again," she added with a chilling voice.She abruptly terminated the call before Jameson could utter a word. He stared at the dark screen, a sense of frigid entrapment washing over him.A knock at the door startled him back to his sens
Days passed. Everything looked calm on the surface. Beneath the surface, however, something was brewing.On the fourth day, a black car pulled up to the police station entrance. Jason emerged, his face etched with a dark scowl. He took a deep breath before entering the building.An officer stood guard outside a visitation room where Nicholas and Jason met."Mr. Novak—" Jason began, but Nicholas cut him off. "You don't have to say anything, Mr. Derullere. I understand. I've told the police repeatedly that I acted alone. No one else is involved. Regardless of the sentence, I won't appeal."Jason clenched his jaw. As he hesitated, Nicholas continued, his voice weak, "That being said, before everything is finalized, I'd like to see Mr. Schmidt one last time. There are things I need to ask him in person.""Mr. Novak, Mr. Schmidt is an important figure. He won't be meeting with you again," Jason said in a low voice. The mere mention of Jameson's name sent shivers down his spine.Ni
Jasper smiled slightly at Jason as he got into the car. He extended his hand first."Nice to meet you, Mr. Derullere." "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Beckett." Jason shook Jasper's hand. Jasper's strength and composure eased Jason's nervousness."Please forgive my bluntness, Mr. Beckett. I am a lawyer for Schmidt Group. Meeting me privately like this… Isn't it inappropriate?" Jason was both stating a fact and testing him at the same time. "While we may be on opposing sides," Jasper explained seriously, "I share your deep grudge against Jameson. However, I've always believed the guilty should be held accountable. I'm a fair man and won't target the innocent.""Moreover," Jasper continued, his posture unwavering, "I have a feeling we're not enemies, but rather friends on opposite sides.""Friends…" Jason's eyes welled up. He couldn't believe his ears. "Since you risked meeting me," Jasper's gentle voice resonated with Jason, "I believe you acknowledge me as an ally. Am I right, M
Once Jasper heard the news, he became energized. He headed straight for the police station. Alyssa and Cyrus were already waiting outside the interrogation room when he arrived. "Sorry I'm late, Lyse," Jasper apologized breathlessly as soon as he arrived. He truly was the epitome of a gentleman."Don't worry," Alyssa said, coming closer. "I was afraid something might happen to you if you rushed over." She gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with her sleeve.Jasper grabbed her by her wrist, his gaze intense. "I met with someone just now, Lyse. I have good news!" Alyssa's eyes lit up. "What is it?" "Let's get down to business first," Jasper said, tapping the tip of her nose playfully. Affection gleamed in his eyes. "Nicholas will be here any minute. I'll handle the interrogation myself," Cyrus announced, beaming. The case had dragged out for far too long. Finally, there was a breakthrough."Cyrus, be mindful of your approach," Alyssa cautioned gently. "Nicholas has held
Jasper couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. He leaned into Alyssa, gently nibbling her earlobe. "I just wish I could do that with you right now." Alyssa's cheeks flushed a rosy red as she met his gaze, her beauty captivating.…Cyrus and Nicholas sat alone in the interrogation room, a camera recording their every move. "You may begin," Cyrus said gently, gesturing for Nicholas to speak. Nicholas, handcuffed and weary, leaned back with a desolate expression. "I've disappointed you, haven't I?" "Would you like to hear the truth? Yes," Cyrus replied honestly. Nicholas closed his eyes, a cold smile twisting his lips in a mix of relief and regret. "I appreciate your honesty. It's refreshing.""Back then, you personally awarded me my First and Second Order of Merit badges. I remember your words clearly. You told me always to uphold justice and eliminate evil while clinging to my virtues. You also told me to be a good officer and always to serve the people."Cyrus took a de
Nicholas burst out laughing and shook his head repeatedly. He wasn't disagreeing with what Cyrus said. Rather, he was feeling remorse over how much he had sacrificed over three years. He felt like it was not worth it at all. At this very moment, he was extremely regretful and sorry.He wasn't regretful about going down the wrong path and losing the reputation he had worked so hard for. He regretted that his righteous and upright self had become a slave to the devil. "Other than the evidence of your crimes that we found at your home, is there anything else you'd like to tell us?" Cyrus questioned with a serious look on his face."Yes." Nicholas lowered his eyes. "I was involved in Aidan's case too. Jameson instructed me from behind the scenes." Cyrus was shocked. "You killed Aidan? Didn't he die by suicide?" "He did, but Jameson forced him to his death. Jameson wrote and forged a suicide note for him in advance and then asked the lawyer to give it to Aidan so that he'd h
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
Jonah scoured every corner of the hotel, desperation clawing at his chest, but Julien was nowhere to be found. "Jonah!" Alyssa called out, breathless as she caught up to him. She grabbed his arm. "Calm down! I'll help you search for Jul!""I can't find him. He's gone," Jonah murmured, sinking to the floor. His tears mixed with sweat, creating dark patches on the ground. "Lyse… I fear… if I can't find Julien this time, I'll lose him forever."The agonizing thought of losing the love of his life pierced him. "No, you won't!" Alyssa gripped his arm tighter, her voice trembling with conviction. "If Jul had given up on you, he wouldn't have come here today. The fact that he showed up means he still cares."Jonah's eyes were bloodshot, filled with a pain too deep to hide. He shook his head slowly. "Julien came back for Jasper. He did it because he's loyal… because he's a good friend. Not because of me.""He does care!" Alyssa insisted. "If he didn't, he would've faced you without fli