Meanwhile, in the Huntington Group's conference room, Heather suddenly sneezed, rubbing her small nose. "Ms. Sutton, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Isaac, seated beside her, asked with concern. "I'm fine," she replied with a smile. The vast conference room was quiet, the only sounds coming from them. The atmosphere was tense. Heather looked up, her clear eyes scanning the room, taking in the shareholders' somber faces. Her gaze then settled on Winnie, who was seated at the head of the table. She was glaring at Heather, her eyes full of venom. Breaking the silence, Heather commented, "Ms. Elkin, it's been five minutes. Are we not starting the meeting?" Winnie's eyes narrowed in anger as she spat out, "How did you get your hands on Huntington Group's shares?" Isaac cut in, his tone steady, "How Ms. Sutton obtained the shares isn't the issue. What matters is that she's now the Vice President of Zenith Corporation. You've all seen the stock cert
The secretary glanced at Winnie, and when she saw no objection, she picked up the phone to make a call. Isaac leaned over and whispered to Heather, "That man is Simon Huntington, William's third uncle. He's the most senior member in the family and holds considerable influence." Just then, a few security guards rushed in. Simon pointed at Heather, shouting for them to throw her out. The rest of the room stayed silent. If Simon was willing to take the lead in confronting Tyrone, the others were more than happy to let him. Heather's eyes glimmered with amusement as she stood up slowly. "This is a major corporation. Is it really necessary to handle things this way and kick people out?" "It's best if you leave on your own. And tell Tyrone, if he's got the guts, he can come after me directly. I'm not afraid of him!" Simon barked, his face stern. Unfazed, Heather's lips curled into a faint smile. "I'll leave, but before I go, I have a few things to say." She paused briefly, the
Winnie clenched her fists, her eyes flashing with cold, venomous fury. Heather cast an icy glare her way before turning around and walking out without a backward look. The atmosphere in the conference room was stifling, with all the shareholders wearing grim expressions.Simon turned to Winnie, his face set. "Winnie, Tyrone is a tough opponent. He's clearly intent on challenging us. What's your plan to handle this?" A dangerous glint appeared in Winnie's eyes as she gritted her teeth. "That bitch thinks she can flaunt her connection to Tyrone in front of me. I won't let her get away with it!" … Heather and Isaac left the building and headed toward the parking lot. "Ms. Sutton, are you planning to go after Simon to set an example? When do you intend to act?" Isaac asked, his expression stern. They had initially planned only to attend the shareholder meeting, so Heather's bold words had caught him off guard. If they were serious about taking action, they'd need to inform T
Heather had no choice but to return to the office with Isaac. In the president's office, Caleb stood by the desk, maintaining a respectful demeanor. "Mr. Elkin," he began, "the restaurant for lunch has been reserved as requested. All the lilies from the city have been delivered, and the setup should be completed in about 40 minutes. "The violin ensemble has also arrived. After lunch, you and Ms. Sutton will visit the Frosthaven Tower, which is already closed to the public and awaiting your arrival." "Alright," Tyrone responded with a hint of indifference. His gaze wandered over several neckties laid out before him. He picked up one and asked, "How about this one?" "It matches your suit perfectly," Caleb answered honestly. Tyrone was the epitome of elegance, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist that made him particularly well-suited for suits. Often featured on the covers of financial magazines, his business success was complemented by his striking appearance. He did
"Is this Tyrone's mistress? She's quite pretty. Is she a celebrity?" When Heather woke up, her entire body throbbed with pain. Faint sounds of footsteps and nearby voices of men reached her ears. Struggling to open her eyes, she realized she was in a lavish room that resembled a grand living room. A few tall men stood not far away. "Where is this? Who are these people?" she wondered. As Heather tried to move, she felt ropes binding her hands behind her back. Panic surged through her as her eyes caught sight of a figure lying nearby. Squinting, she was shocked to recognize Janine—unconscious, hands tied like her own. Her face was pale, as if she had fainted. "Why was Janine here?" Heather thought in confusion. "Ms. Seel? Ms. Seel!" Heather tried to rise, but dizziness overwhelmed her. As soon as she stood, she collapsed back onto the floor, a sharp pain shooting through her knees. Her face went ghostly pale. Janine remained motionless. "Mr. Greg, she's awake," a man
Greg laughed at Heather's words. "Janine is Tyrone's wife. If she dies because of him, especially alongside his mistress, do you think the Seels will let him escape unscathed?" he snapped. His sneer deepened. "Tyrone is nothing but an illegitimate son. He only dares to stand before me because he's Frederick's lapdog. He destroyed the alliance between our families and angered the Seels. "Once Frederick casts him aside, do you really think he'll have the strength to fight the Seels alone?" Leaning back in his chair, Greg's pale face twisted into a cruel smile. "It's going to be quite a show. Too bad you won't be around to see it." Heather realized this was his plan. Greg knew Tyrone wouldn't back down from their feud. He planned to kill Janine and let the Seels seek their revenge. Without the Elkin family's support, Tyrone wouldn't stand a chance against either the Seels or Greg himself. By then, dealing with Tyrone would be easy for him. Greg's insidious nature was chil
Greg's hatred for Tyrone ran deep. Driven by a near-mad obsession, he sought revenge with a relentless focus, willing to inflict any amount of suffering just to see Tyrone in pain. Heather's panic surged as she pondered her next move. "Mr. Greg, there's bad news!" A man burst into the room, his face etched with anxiety. Greg's demeanor remained icy. "What's the rush? How many men did Tyrone bring?" With both of Tyrone's women in his grasp, Greg wasn't concerned about the number of men he might bring. "It's not that Mr. Tyrone is here," the man said, hesitating. "Something else has happened." "Speak!" Greg snapped, his patience wearing thin. Confident that Heather was trapped and unable to escape, he didn't bother hiding their conversation from her. "There's a rumor going around that you've been smuggling arms with the South Astram military, and even General Baker has been mentioned," the man reported. Greg's expression shifted, his brows furrowing. "Who leaked this?
Tyrone had arrived. Heather's heart skipped a beat as she stared at Greg. "The best option now is to cooperate—it would benefit both of us. I hope you can think this through." Greg regarded her with a knowing smirk. "Back then, you chose to offend me just to help him. Now, even in your vulnerable state, you're still concerned about him. "Are you truly so devoted to Tyrone? Does he truly deserve such loyalty?" "What are you planning to do?" Heather asked, a sense of dread settling in."You'll find out soon enough." His smile grew colder and more sinister as he turned his gaze away and commanded the nearby bodyguards, "Take them away!" … Heather and Janine were led to the rooftop. The bodyguards dropped Janine onto the ground, where she lay unconscious and unresponsive. Heather hurried to her side, panic evident in her voice. "Ms. Seel! Wake up, Ms. Seel!" But Janine remained unresponsive. "What have you done to her? Why is she still unconscious?" Heather demande
"You have the hair. You can leave now," Tyrone said as he started to drive both Greg and Hector away.He was feeling sorry for Heather for having to deal with this when she had just woken up and when she was still quite frail."Arrange a room opposite this ward for me," Greg ordered his bodyguard.When Tyrone heard what Greg was saying, he frowned and said coldly, "You're going to stay here?""There are so many reporters outside. Do you think it's suitable for me to leave in less than 20 minutes after I've just visited my girlfriend who has been admitted to the hospital?" Greg remarked casually.However, he kept on poking at Tyrone by referring to Heather as his girlfriend again and again.Tyrone's expression was extremely cold as he said, "You're really treating yourself as her boyfriend now, huh?""It doesn't matter if I want to be her boyfriend or not. Most importantly, the entire nation believes I'm her boyfriend.""Looks like you want me to get you some work.""Ha!" Greg
Tyrone's eyes became a little colder as his arms around Heather's waist tightened.Greg scoffed at Tyrone's act of announcing his ownership and simply shot Heather a look. "Are you feeling any better?"He was here to visit a patient, so there was no need to get into a scuffle with an amiable person.Heather couldn't show Greg a sour expression, so she simply nodded. "Yeah."Greg let out a laugh. "You're so fortunate. Otherwise, you're going to die from some garbage's uselessness."He was inferring something else.Tyrone frowned and his attitude became even colder. "If you don't want me to throw you out, you should learn how to watch your tongue."Greg scoffed. "Which part of what I said was wrong?""Alright, now that Hattie's back, you two should stop fighting," Hector said. His gentle nature and charm easily make others have a good impression of him.He might be Heather's older cousin, so they had to show him some respect.Tyrone's eyes were cold as he bit his lips and said
Tyrone's body stiffened and the atmosphere suddenly turned tense."Tyrone. He shielded me from an attack. I saw him get hurt. I just want to know how bad his injury is."Heather knew Tyrone didn't like her talking about Craig, but she was genuinely worried about Craig. Heather explained to Tyrone using a gentle voice and tugged at his clothing.There was some anxiety in her eyes. She was being very careful, worried that he might get angry.It was true that Tyrone was somewhat upset, but what else could he say when she was already having that kind of attitude?Tyrone stayed quiet for a while and said, "He's no longer in danger."Heather sighed in relief. "I want to see him."Heather knew Tyrone was going to get upset again if he found out she sneaked out to see Craig, so she might as well tell Tyrone now.Tyrone was silent for a few seconds before he coldly said, "You can see him when you're in a better condition."Heather wanted to go immediately. But she knew if she showed to
Seth had already planned to go for a game of gold in the afternoon.Ivy didn't want to stay to become a third wheel, so after telling Heather to take good care of herself, she then left together with Seth.The ward instantly fell silent.Tyrone looked at Heather with dark eyes. "How do you feel? Do you still feel any pain?"Heather simply said, "I want to take a shower."She had sweated a lot after she recovered from her fever, and she wasn't feeling that comfortable from the sticky sweat.Tyrone's eyes darkened and didn't say anything. He pulled the blanket aside and picked her up, taking her to the washroom.The moment they were inside the washroom, Tyrone placed her on the toilet. He first filled the bathtub with hot water before turning around, wanting to remove her clothes."I can take a bath by myself. You should go out," Heather said as she held onto her outfit tightly, blushing.Tyrone raised his eyebrow. "How can you take a bath yourself when you're so weak? What if a
When Heather opened her eyes once again, the first person she saw was Ivy."You're finally awake, Hattie! You're scaring me to death! Are you alright? Are you feeling any discomfort?"Ivy quickly held Heather's hand when she saw the latter opening her eyes. Then, she asked a string of questions.Heather's entire body was feeling numb and her head was spinning. "I feel weak. Is this the hospital? Why are you here?""I found out from Seth that you have been kidnapped and Mr. Elkin has been searching for you all the while," Ivy said nervously. "You've been having a fever for the past two days and you scared me. It is so fortunate that you turned out alright."She paused a little before saying angrily, "Selena must have gone crazy. She was trying to starve you to death. I know she's not a good person, but I didn't expect her to be so malevolent."You can't even call her a human anymore. She's been arrested, and it's over for her this time."Ivy still couldn't forget how she first sa
Craig was too calm. Perhaps it was because he already knew how duplicitous Selena was.The gentle Selena was just an illusion he saw when they first met, and after he was charmed.That was why, despite feeling angry and shocked once finding out Selena's pregnancy was a lie, he didn't find it completely unbelievable.There was nervousness when Selena was looking at Craig, but it slowly turned into disappointment. Her lips curled into a bitter smile as she said, "You must be so happy when you heard I've faked my pregnancy. You think that you've finally gotten rid of this burden, haven't you?"Craig… Do you know how much I wanted to have a child with you? But you don't look forward to having a child with me at all!"Then let me tell you one more thing. Nothing happened between us that night at the hotel. I've always been lying to you."Aren't you even happier when you hear this news? She spends every waking moment with Tyrone, but you're still keeping your virginity for her… Do yo
Light reflected from the sharp blade."Hattie!" Tyrone yelled loudly.Selena was already right in front of Heather in the blink of an eye, wearing a twisted expression on her face as she held the dagger in her hand.Suddenly, Craig appeared right in front of Heather. He protected Heather, and the sharp blade sliced open a deep wound on his face.Craig grunted, and his towering figure shuddered.Heather looked at the figure standing right in front of her as she could only weakly shout out in shock, "Craig!"Why was he there?Craig was showing Heather his back as he raised his hand to cover his face, blood coming out from between his fingers and dripping on the ground as it flowed from the back of his hand."Don't worry, I'm fine."Craig glared at Selena coldly as he responded to Heather.Selena was completely stunned as she couldn't move her eyes away from Craig.Tyrone kicked Selena's bodyguard in the chest, and he fell to the ground, unconscious. It was at this time when Ca
"But what did you do?"Selena's eyes were suddenly filled with savagery, as if she wanted to turn Heather into shreds. "We were fine when we went on our honeymoon, but everything changed the moment we met you!"Why wouldn't you leave? Why must you string him along? He was going to fall in love with me soon!"Heather, you ruined everything for me! It's you… It's all because of you!"Selena screamed in hysteria.She still believed that the root of all her issues was because Heather refused to leave.Heather never expected Craig and Selena to have such a deep history. "I've never wanted to steal Craig from you. You're the one that's being too suspicious."Selena kept staring at Heather. "It doesn't matter, because you're going to die today, anyway. Even if Craig won't ever love me, he can forget about being together with you!"Even if she couldn't get Craig, she wouldn't allow them to be together.All Selena cared about was revenge.Selena pulled out a dagger from her purse. The
Caleb moved very quickly. He had already found out that Selena had been keeping in touch with a number every day.The owner of that number was a bodyguard who worked for the Huntington. According to the GPS signal from the phone with this number, the phone had been staying in Suthurn Hills on the northern side of Royalton.At the same time, Caleb's phone started to ring. He picked it up and listened to his subordinate's reports. He frowned and said, "Sir, Selena had suddenly left the hospital. Her car is leaving the city.""If she really is leaving the city, is it possible that she's heading to Suthurn Hills? Maybe her bodyguard is keeping an eye on Heather?" Hector made an educated guess.In reality, Hector's guesses were all spot on."The mountains stretch across a wide area. We need to find a way to pinpoint the phone's exact location and then send out our men to search the area," Greg said.Tyrone said nothing as he pursed his lips. Suddenly, he walked in the direction of the