Greg's hatred for Tyrone ran deep, etched into his very bones. Without evidence from that fateful year, nothing would change his mind. As Heather exited the room, she encountered Janine, who had just emerged from her ward. "Ms. Seel, are you done with your conversation?" she asked. Janine's expression shifted as she took Heather's arm. "Hattie, have you considered what I told you?"Heather hesitated, then shook her head gently. "Ms. Seel, I appreciate your concern, but I'm not leaving." Janine's face grew serious. "Hattie, being with Tyrone is dangerous. You need to think about yourself—" "I understand," Heather interrupted, her smile both gentle and resolute. "But I won't leave him." She couldn't abandon Tyrone. Besides, Winnie and Selena had yet to face justice. There was no way she could walk away now. Seeing that Heather had made up her mind, Janine frowned. With a sigh, she remarked, "Alright, I respect your decision. I'll be leaving tomorrow. Can I have a hug?"
Heather felt a sharp pain in her heart.However, everyone had a past. There was no need for her to cling to those things and make both of them unhappy.Heather put up a faint smile. "I was just asking. Hmm, I'm feeling a bit hungry. Let's go grab something to eat."…Two days later.In the hospital room."What the hell is going on? Why can't anyone get in touch with Diego?"Winnie's face was pale with anger as she gripped her phone tightly."Mom, Diego's phone is off. Could Tyrone have caught him? Or maybe he went back to Southeast Astram?"Selena wanted to know if Diego had succeeded. She really hated Heather.Winnie's expression turned cold. "Diego is the best among them all. Isn't Tyrone still busy looking for Greg and Heather? He has no time to pay attention to Diego!"Tyrone had blocked all information and left a group of people searching for Greg and Heather, creating the illusion that they were missing. Winnie believed it completely.Winnie said sternly, "Where's you
"What did you say?" Selena frowned. She was initially puzzled, but then she coldly glared at her. "What kind of trick is that bitch Heather trying to pull now?""Relax, I'm not sent by her. I'm helping you because we both hate the same person.""Who do we both hate?""My sister, Heather. Don't you hate her?"Selena didn't just hate her, she loathed Heather with every fiber of her being. "I will never let that bitch go!"Whitney smiled slightly, but her eyes gleamed with icy malice.Earlier today, Whitney had come to the hospital for treatment. She saw Heather and Greg. Heather was dressed in an expensive designer outfit, glowing with beauty and elegance.But Whitney was stuck wearing an oversized, ugly hospital gown, lying in bed under the sympathetic gazes of the doctors.It was so unfair, wasn't it?…News of Winnie's arrest was all over the media.Although she had not been convicted, everyone knew she wouldn't escape a prison sentence. Legal experts predicted that if the
"You know very well why we were together in the first place, so don't flatter yourself."Tyrone's voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.With his words, Aislin's face paled, losing all her dignity. She burst into tears , running out with her hand covering her face."She cried. Were we too harsh?"Tyrone's gaze remained cold. "Should we call her back then?"Heather took out her phone and made a call. After a few seconds, she said, "Cynthia, keep an eye on Aislin. Make sure she packs her things and leaves within 30 minutes. If she doesn't, ask her to leave."Heather was a bit domineering.But he liked it.Still, Tyrone was a little displeased. "You just stood there and watched her try to seduce me without any reaction?"Heather had been at the door the whole time. Tyrone had noticed her and wanted to see what she'd do. But she just stood there without any reaction!Heather smiled playfully. "I knew you wouldn't actually do anything with her. Besides, I didn't leave, did I?" Her
Inside the bedroom, the light was dim.Their clothes scattered at the entrance, and further in was a messy bed, surrounded by cushions, torn fabric, and used tissues.On the other side of the bed, on a muddy black leather sofa, Tyrone had one foot planted on the floor. His tense muscles rippled across his back, and his handsome face was flushed with lust, resembling a speeding beast.His tall frame completely obscured the woman who had been forced into the corner of the sofa. Only her pitiful sounds of pleading could be heard every now and then…After a wild session, Tyrone held Heather as they rested on the sofa."Are you tired?""Mm..." Heather's eyes were closed. She said weakly, "Aislin actually drugged you. I won't let her get away with this!"The drug's effects were strong, but it didn't make one lose consciousness.Thinking about what had just happened made Heather's cheeks flush with embarrassment. She wished she could find a hole to hide herself from him."Mm..."T
Tyrone inherited Margaret's facial features, but he was more masculine and imposing.When Margaret heard footsteps, she looked at Heather, scanning her like she was looking at merchandise.Heather felt uncomfortable but maintained her composure. She walked over and politely said, "Mrs. Elkin, I heard you were looking for me."Margaret put down her coffee and gave Heather an indifferent look. "Ms. Sutton, it seems you're quite privileged. It's almost eleven in the morning, and you're still in bed. Is this how you usually take care of Tyrone?"There was a mocking tone in her voice, and Heather frowned slightly. "Mrs. Elkin, Tyrone has a lot of maids. He doesn't need me to take care of him."Margaret sneered dismissively. "I came here today to see what kind of woman has caused so much trouble for my son. Turns out you're just average."Heather frowned again. "What are you really trying to say?"Margaret said coldly, "You cannot stay with Tyrone!"Before Heather could reply, she co
Heather frowned. "Why should I go with you?""Aren't you my girlfriend? We've been invited as a couple to the banquet," Greg said. "I'm not going."Greg said in a casual tone, "If you don't go, people will start to wonder if we're having problems. When they ask me, what if I accidentally let it slip about you and Tyrone..."Heather gave him a stern stare. "Are you planning to blackmail me with this forever? Greg, I saved your life!"Her expression was cold as she added, "Announce our breakup, and I will consider that as you thanking me."Greg chuckled. "When did I ever say I want to thank you?"Heather wanted to punch him. She knew Greg would actually do it. To take revenge on Tyrone, he would actually spread rumors without hesitation.With Tyrone's status, even the smallest scandal could shake his company's stock prices.But it wasn't about the loss. It was about Greg and his cunningness.Heather pressed her lips together. "I'll let you stay here and even keep up the act wi
Late into the night.Heather, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep.Tyrone, wearing a bathrobe, stood by the bed, watching her for a moment. He reached out and put the blanket on her. Then, he gently touched her delicate chin before turning and leaving quietly.He headed to the study room, sat in his chair, and took out his phone to make a call."Tyrone, what a surprise to get a call from you!"Margaret sounded surprised but delighted. It had been a long time since she had heard from him.Tyrone, sitting there, said with a cold tone, "Heather is my woman. My affairs are none of your business. Don't show up in front of her again or say anything to upset her."Margaret froze. Her voice was displeased. "Did she complain to you? Tyrone, how can you speak to me like this because of another woman? I'm your mother!"She couldn't believe he was warning her to stay away from Heather!Her son was clearly completely seduced by Heather!"Just remember what I said."Tyrone had no interest i