Vanya's POV
When Cliff and I returned to the Silver Moon Pack, as soon as we entered, we saw Veronica directing Jenny in the living room, asking her to prepare more dishes.
The scene looked lively, but my heart skipped a beat, flooding with a sense of foreboding.
Cliff obviously sensed something, too. He instinctively took my hand almost immediately, a move so quick it surprised me.
"Veronica, what brings you here?" Cliff asked, a hint of imperceptible tension in his voice.
"I came to see my grandson and his wife. What's the matter? Are you afraid I'll disturb your alone time?" Veronica smiled broadly, clearly taking our interactions at the press conference as genuine.
I could only force a smile in response.
I knew that in her old age, Veronica loved to meddle in our affairs, but who knew what she was up to this time?
Jenny brought the dishes from the kitchen to the table one by one, then gave me a meaningful look.
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Third Person's POVGrace sat down beside Vanya and said with a smile, "This is all their business. You don't need to worry about it. Once Theodore really wins you over, I bet he'd be willing to give you the entire Winston family as a gift!"Vanya's face flushed red as she said, "I don't need the Winston family!""Oh, it's just a figure of speech," Grace said as she put her arm around Vanya's shoulders. "But know this—I'm completely on your side. No other woman stands a chance!"Vanya didn't respond.She had never wanted immense wealth.Having lived through lifetimes of intrigue and betrayal, all she wished for was a peaceful life with the right person—a life without betrayal or conspiracy, like an ordinary married couple.As night deepened, the nightclub came alive with flickering lights and shadows.In a private room, Zander, with his sharply defined features and slightly unbuttoned black shirt, swirled a glass of whiskey in his hand.Raising an eyebrow with a faint smile, he said, "
Third Person's POVVanya stared at her phone, her mind in turmoil.In her previous life, Zander had found his fiancée Ella half a year later. Now, for no apparent reason, it had happened half a year earlier, and the original Ella had been replaced by Melinda.If Ella wasn't dead, then Zander's vow of "never marrying again" from her previous life was null and void.While his deeply devoted persona remained intact, he now carried the humorous label of a "white knight."Grace, who was also waiting at the Winston residence for Theodore, said, "Haven't you been monitoring Melinda's mother all along? She must know whether her daughter is biologically hers.""I've just contacted Stewart and had his men ask her. We should have the answer soon," Vanya replied.Pausing for a moment, she added, "But I recall that Melinda and her mother were originally from Seattle.""Could it be that Melinda's mother kidnapped the Chambers family heiress?" Grace speculated."That doesn't add up. The Chambers fam
Third Person's POVVanya rubbed her aching ear and said, "It's not worth arguing with people like that.""I just wanted to stick up for you," Grace replied, looking at Vanya's ear worriedly."How's your ear? Should I call a doctor?""No need. It's just ringing from her loud voice," Vanya shook her head.The two slaps on her face were anything but light, and she couldn't help but think of that dream.If what happened in the dream was connected to her death in her previous life, then Melinda was the murderer of both her and her child.Vanya's expression darkened.If that was the case, she would not let Melinda off the hook so easily.However, the Helbut family was indeed a tough challenge.On the other side, Veronica, unable to find Melinda anywhere, checked the surveillance and found that Melinda had indeed left with a man.Fuming, she stormed into Cliff's office."Cliff!"Veronica burst in, st
Third Person's POVThe Helbut and Chambers families had long been close.When Mrs. Chambers gave birth to her daughter Ella and then left with the child after her husband's infidelity, the Chambers family never stopped searching for their daughter.The Helbut and Chambers families had even arranged a marriage between their children, but Ella's disappearance put everything on hold.After Zander took over the Helbut family, he used every resource to find Ella, determined to bring his fiancée home.Seeing this information, Grace couldn't help but sigh, "There really are deeply devoted people in these wealthy families."Then, she looked at Vanya doubtfully and asked, "Wait, how did you know Zander was acting for the Chambers family?"Vanya was momentarily at a loss—she couldn't very well mention the turmoil that erupted after Zander's fiancée passed away in her previous life.So she made an excuse, "I came acros
Third Person's POVAt that moment, a tall, sharply handsome man in a suit strode in.His voice was steady, edged with indifference, "I'm late."Grace, seeing the unfamiliar face, bristled, "Excuse me, but who are you?""Zander, you're here," Melinda announced, linking her arm through his.Hearing that name, Vanya froze.Zander?She had heard whispers of Zander before her rebirth—the powerhouse from Seattle's Helbut family. If Los Angeles had Cliff, Seattle had Zander.Years back, a massive scandal rocked Los Angeles when Zander publicly revealed he had spent a decade searching for his fiancée.He eventually found her, but she was imprisoned for prostitution and suffered terribly behind bars.By the time Zander located her, she was already dead.Afterward, he declared to the media that he would never marry, crafting an image of eternal devotion that skyrocketed the Helbut family's influence.
Third Person's POVVanya's face flushed crimson, a reaction she had never experienced in her previous life.She wished desperately to vanish into a crack in the earth. Yet Theodore's body, like an impenetrable wall, trapped her in his embrace. His intertwining aura of ice and fire permeated every inch of space, leaving her no room to retreat. Her scent glands at the nape of her neck throbbed intensely from his extreme proximity."Vanya, answer me," Theodore urged, cradling her face in his hands. His thumbs gently caressed her feverish skin, compelling her to meet his gaze.In his fervent stare, Vanya discerned the sincerity and longing in his vertical pupils, akin to a lone wolf that had finally discovered a place to rest. Even his overwhelming aura softened into tender caution."I... I'm not divorced yet," Vanya whispered. "Once I am, I'll give you my answer."Theodore tenderly brushed her cheek with his warm palm, his deep voice steady. "I