Evelyn spoke in a sweet and calming voice.She understood that Jazzie was naturally stubborn and a little too proud.As a clear-minded bystander, Evelyn thought that Jazzie had feelings toward Ethan.Jazzie wouldn't have repeatedly slept with Ethan if that weren't the case.Evelyn was convinced that Jazzie wasn't that loose.What Evelyn didn't understand was why Jazzie was being so stubborn about that.Hearing those words, Jazzie grinned and replied, "Come on, stop worrying about me. Let's focus on giving my godson the best care there is. You'll be giving birth in two months. Let me prepare the hospital bag for you."Warren didn't get Evelyn a nanny because he wanted to ensure her safety.Being a man, Simon wasn't aware of everything Evelyn would need.Hence, Jazzie would bring some essentials every time she visited Evelyn.The two friends hung out in the living room. One was reading the list off her phone while the other was packing everything into a bag.They worked well a
Warren frowned right away.His initial intention was to find his grandparents' belongings and then extract DNA from them to determine who the real Iris was.Unfortunately, the solution he had come up with had been rendered useless.Warren massaged his brows a little before he asked in a deep voice. "Is that information true?""Yes. Your grandmother gave birth to a stillborn all those years ago. She worried that your grandfather would kick her out of the house if he found out about it. Hence, she had the neighbor in question bring her a baby from the orphanage. Your grandfather never found out about this."Warren responded solemnly and said, "I'll figure out another way to get to the bottom of this."Chester sighed and said, "If there truly was a real and a fake Iris, how similar were the two? How did it get to the point where even I can't differentiate them?""My guess is that they spent a lot of time planning it. Since they were going to send a fake to you, it was only sensible
Jazzie smiled and replied, "What could be going on between Ethan and me? I'll never be in a relationship with him in this lifetime.""If he truly is in love, will you still not think about it?" asked Warren."When have you ever seen him taking anything seriously? He acts as though he doesn't care about anything. Anyone who ends up with him will be the unluckiest woman on Earth."Jazzie set up the dishes on the dining table and clapped her hands. After that, she said, "Alright, let's stop talking about that guy. The mere thought of him will make me lose my appetite. If that happens, the effort Mr. Jefferson put into cooking will be all for naught."Simon left the kitchen holding another plate. He smiled and said, "When it comes to love, we have to let things develop naturally. We can't force things. Come on, let's eat up."After lunch, Warren helped Evelyn get up the stairs so she could take a nap.He waited until she was asleep before he took the necklace and went to talk to Iris
Having come to that conclusion, Warren's heartbeat slowly returned to its natural pace.He glared at Iris and calmly asked, "Where is the copy of the design from all those years ago?"Iris grinned and answered, "In my mind.""You destroyed it?""What do you think?"Warren noticed how arrogant she was and knew that his enemies had long anticipated that move.That was why they had prepared in advance. Warren wouldn't be able to learn anything from that.After he left the prison, he took the necklace and went to Skyler.He got the same drawing from her that he got from Iris.Even the way they drew was identical.Warren was completely lost when he saw the two drawings in front of him.He felt that he must have missed something important. The only way the case could have a breakthrough was if he figured out what that was.Just then, Warren's phone rang. He checked the caller ID and immediately picked it up.Charlie spoke in an urgent tone from the other end of the line. He repo
Warren's voice was raspy. "Alright. Do your best to minimize the losses and shield the Sullivan and Miles families from this." Dennis glanced at him solemnly. "It's too late. The stocks of both Sullivan Corporation and Miles Group hit their bottom limit when the stock market opened this morning. "Your relationship with Evie has gone public online, and given the Sullivan and Miles families' connection with Evie, many netizens are targeting them. "Chet and Harry stepped in to defend Larkin Corporation, inadvertently dragging themselves in. Their other projects have been canceled, and the combined losses for both families exceed tens of billions of dollars." Warren pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, his voice deep as he questioned, "What can we do to keep them from being involved?" Dennis's expression darkened. "People are using your marriage with Evie to their advantage. Their goal is simple—they want to separate you two. "It's a strategic move. They know Evie is
When Evelyn woke up, Warren was sitting by the bed, his gaze fixed on her with deep affection. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, bloodshot from exhaustion. Gently, Evelyn reached out to stroke Warren's cheek, her voice husky from sleep. "Have you been up all night?" Warren smiled warmly, kissing the back of her hand. "It's been days since I last saw you. I missed you too much to fall asleep." Evelyn, a lawyer by profession, effortlessly discerned even the smallest details. With their future journey as a couple ahead of them, how could just a few days apart keep Warren awake? Sitting up in bed, she gripped Warren's collar firmly, her eyes shimmering as she gazed into his. "Warren, how many times must I remind you? No matter what challenges come our way, we must never be apart. Are you having doubts?" "Evie," Warren whispered, drawing her close and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I'm not doubting anything. I simply missed seeing you, that's all. Please don't overt
Warren acted swiftly, pulling Evelyn behind him and delivering a forceful kick to Clara's wheelchair, overturning it. Clara tumbled to the ground and rolled over, groaning in pain. Warren turned to Evelyn quickly, his concern palpable. "Evie, are you hurt?" Evelyn shook her head. "I'm fine, just a bit shaken. The baby seems startled." "We should get you checked by the doctor again." "No, the baby will be fine. You should check on Clara." Clara had been restrained by the guards behind. She appeared trapped in her wheelchair as if she were a caged animal. Approaching her, Warren bent down, his gaze icy and his voice lacking any sympathy. "Clara, do you know why I funded your treatment? It's because you haven't owned up to your mistakes. Now that you've recovered, it's time to visit your birth mother in prison." Upon hearing Warren's words, Clara's reaction was immediate panic. She shook her head vigorously, her voice pleading desperately, "No, Warren, I can't take care
Right after finishing her words, Iris cradled Clara in her arms with tears streaming down her cheeks. With a choked voice, she sobbed, "Clara, how did you end up like this? It's all my fault. I've dragged you into this." Clara refused to acknowledge Iris as her mother. She pushed her away forcefully. "Get lost! You're not my mother!" "Clara, whether you admit it or not, I am your mother. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you from now on. I won't let you suffer anymore," Iris promised. A few days later, Warren received a call from the prison, informing him that Iris needed to speak with him. His gaze darkened at the call. It appeared his strategy had paid off. Clara was indeed Iris' vulnerability. Moved by concern for Clara, Iris, who had previously been reluctant to disclose anything, was now willing to open up. Warren and Seth drove to the prison together. The moment Iris laid eyes on Warren, tears streamed down her face. "Warren, I'll tell you everything you need