"What are you thinking about?" Craig inquired, his steady gaze fixed on Heather. She blinked, snapping back to reality. "I'm not sure if we'll even find George on this trip." Locating George would be ideal. If they didn't succeed, not only would they miss crucial leads from years ago, but Selena might also assume they were having an affair. That would make it difficult for Heather to explain herself. Craig's lips curled into a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. Even if we don't find him, we can follow other leads. There's always a way." She remained silent, her shimmering eyes reflecting a hint of uncertainty. Noting Heather's silence, Craig's smile softened. "What's on your mind?" "It's nothing," she replied with a sheepish smile, turning her gaze back to the window. Heather couldn't shake the feeling that Craig seemed different. During their phone calls, he had been distant and cold, but now he was unexpectedly gentle, almost like the Craig she used to know. Not only ha
Just then, Caleb's phone buzzed, and he answered it. After listening for a moment, he looked at Tyrone with a furrowed brow, his expression serious. "Mr. Elkin, Ms. Huntington has something to discuss with you about Ms. Sutton." Tyrone opened his eyes gradually, his face darkening with concern. Caleb handed him the phone respectfully. Tyrone took it with one hand and put it against his ear, his voice cold and flat as he demanded, "Speak." His icy tone sent chills down Selena's spine. After taking a moment to calm herself, she said, "Uncle Ty, did you know that Heather has been flirting with Craig? She's been in constant contact with him!" Tyrone's eyes narrowed at her words. "She's been flirting with your husband?" "It's true! I have proof. Heather is cheating on you—" "Stop spreading lies. He doesn't love you because you're unattractive. What does that have to do with Heather?" He dismissed her abruptly, his patience clearly wearing thin. Selena was taken aback by t
The plane touched down in Oakville. Craig had rented a car, so he and Heather made their way to the small town. By the time they reached, evening had settled in. George's place was a dilapidated two-story building. "He wouldn't have moved out, would he?" Heather asked. She frowned as her gaze fell on the dark windows. The building seemed unoccupied for a long time. "I'll check," Craig said. "Stay here." He went next door to inquire and soon returned with news. George was indeed staying here, but they were unlucky. He had gone gambling three days ago, and he had a pattern of returning every five or six days. Heather furrowed her brows. "Didn't he gamble away all his relocation money in Royalton? Does he even have a job?" Having investigated it, Craig replied, "I've asked around. George has lived here for over a decade, and no one has seen him work. Yet, he seems to have money. He often claims to be a gambling expert and says he's won a lot. "I suspect his money comes fro
Tyrone's tone sounded cold, as if the temperature of the surrounding area had dropped a few degrees.As she was going to hang up the call, Heather stopped her fingers mid-way, feeling somewhat surprised.Clearly, Tyrone was not in a good mood. What had happened?Heather regretted calling him at this moment. She spoke softly, "Lucy said you were looking for me. Is there anything you want?""Where are you?"Heather calmly said, "I'm at Oakville. Didn't Lucy tell you?"She couldn't let Tyrone know she was trying to find out what had happened between the Snyder and the Simpson families.He wouldn't let her meet Craig, so she couldn't tell him the truth. Now that she met with Craig, she had to use returning to Oakville as an excuse.Perhaps Heather was wrong, but she felt Tyrone's mood became worse after she said that. He didn't say anything, but she sensed a subtle change in the air, almost suffocating.It was uncomfortable, to say the least. Heather continued to say, "I'm from Oa
The next morning, Heather woke up feeling exhausted. She had spent the night chasing after Tyrone in her dream.Heather felt somewhat helpless. Instead of calling her and torturing her until she couldn't sleep, Tyrone invaded her dreams, making it impossible for her to sleep well.Did she commit a sin in her past life for her to meet him in this lifetime?Thinking about Tyrone's unfriendly tone last night, she wondered how he was doing now.She hoped his mood had improved, or else the people around him would suffer. As she was thinking about that, Heather got out of bed to freshen up and change her clothes, and then she headed out.As she stepped outside, the car Craig had rented parked outside. Through the windshield, she saw Craig sleeping under a blanket on the reclined seat. He was still not awake.She recalled Craig's attitude the previous day. She felt that he had become friendlier, which she found to be a bit strange.However, she didn't dwell on it. She walked around t
There was an invisible chill in the air.Heather was stressed by Tyrone's fierce gaze. At this moment, she realized Craig was still holding her.Oh, no! Tyrone didn't like seeing her with Craig. He must have misunderstood them."Craig, put me down," Heather whispered softly.Craig's pupils narrowed slightly. Last time, he wasn't by her side, giving Tyrone a chance to get close to Heather.This time, he was in this situation again, where he was asked to give Heather up to that man. He didn't want to.Seeing that Craig didn’t move, Heather frowned. "He has a bad temper. Please put me down."It was really strange. Shouldn't Craig have thought of putting her down immediately when he saw Tyrone? Why was he still holding her?He has a bad temper… Craig frowned as he thought about what Heather said.He could see Heather was nervous. Was she this fearful with Tyrone around? Did Tyrone often get angry with her?To outsiders, Craig and Heather were like a couple whispering sweet nothin
Heather was astonished. Tyrone had seen them together in such an ambiguous posture. Craig should explain to avoid suspicion. Why would he provoke Tyrone like that? Didn't he realize it would anger Tyrone?Tyrone didn't even blink. His cold, black eyes were fixed on Craig. "I am not only rough with women; I'm also rough with men. Do you believe me?"His arrogance was blatantly visible.Craig remained calm. "Is violence how you keep people by your side? Do you find pleasure in having people fear you?"Heather was in utter disbelief. Did Craig even know what he was saying?Tyrone narrowed his eyes, staring steadily at Craig. He didn't say a word, but the air was becoming ever more tense.He laughed coldly. In the next moment, he lifted his foot and ruthlessly kicked Craig in the chest."Craig!" Heather shouted in horror.Craig didn't expect Tyrone to strike suddenly. Taking the full force of the kick, he staggered back several steps, crashing heavily to the ground. His face turn
Heather's eyes widened in surprise. Though this was not the first time they kissed, in this moment, she felt nothing but humiliation. Subconsciously she resisted it and tried to push Tyrone away from her.But Tyrone didn't give her a chance to push him away.His strong arms tightly pressed her into his embrace as he violently kissed her lips.Not far away, Craig watched the scene unfold. His face changed drastically as he struggled to get away with all his might, only to be knocked down again and being forced to stare at them helplessly.That was his Hattie!Heather struggled hard, but she remained in Tyrone's embrace even if she was completely exhausted.Suddenly, she had an inexplicable feeling that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't never escape from him.Her body remembered Tyrone too well. Even in this humiliating situation, not long after, Heather started feeling lightheaded from all the kissing. She was barely able to stand.The sensation of suffocation made her