After a moment of thought, Yasmin bolted upstairs to Imogen's room. She unplugged the security cameras and told Imogen about the day's incident.A strip of gauze bound Imogen across the eyes, but Yasmin could still see the worry etched on her face. "So there's been a hiccup in our plans? Stuart was hijacked and taken away by Blake, is that right?""Yes," Yasmin confirmed, nodding as exhaustion hit her. Her plans could have gone on without a hitch had Blake not interfered and complicated matters.Imogen said, "Don't be anxious, Yasmin. It's important to keep a level head when the situation gets prickly. Right now, your priority is to get Blake to trust you and give us a shot at rescuing Stuart."Yasmin sighed. "What if he insists on transporting Dad back to Stanton City?""In that case, we'll just have to move our rescue operation to Stanton City." Unlike Yasmin, Imogen was far from anxious. She had seen plenty during the 80 or so years of her life. She asked, "Is there a way for y
"If I hadn't come, I would never have learned about this scheming side of you. It seems you're quite the strategist," Blake mused, his tone light and placid.Yasmin's fingers trembled as she forced herself to stay calm. She joined him at the liquor cabinet and grabbed a glass, pouring herself a knuckle's length of wine. She brought the glass to her lips and took a sip.She needed to look at ease, and she could use some liquid courage too.Blake did not tear his gaze away from her fingers as he asked, "Well? Aren't you going to explain what the hell is going on?""You already know," Yasmin pointed out. "My dad was under Ivan's constant monitoring, and faking his death was the only way I could get him out under Ivan's watchful eye.""Why didn't you tell me about it?" Blake pressed. Her secrecy bothered him the most. "When I heard your dad passed away, I called you. You told me over the phone that you lost your father, and you cried like it, too. I was convinced you were grieving."
"You could have told me that the band was too wide," Blake said."I didn't want to spoil your mood. I wanted to wait for the right time to adjust the band size, but I've been so busy that I didn't get around to doing it," Yasmin explained.The anger and bitterness in Blake's heart dissipated as he listened to her soft, sweet voice. He tightened his arm around her waist and asked, "So you saved your dad to transport him back to Stanton City?""Yes," she replied to keep him from second-guessing.He offered, "Let me work out the arrangement. I'll have him transported to Stanton City by tonight."She dared not turn him down. As things were, she had no choice but to let him do as he wished. She could figure out a way to save Stuart and get him out of Stanton City after that. Nodding, she acceded, "Thank you.""Don't mention it. You're my wife, and it's my duty as a son-in-law to make sure that your father is safe," Blake said, gazing down at her.Her red lips were practically calling
Blake let out a low chuckle. He finally opened his eyes as he pulled Yasmin closer.Her pale skin was adorned with marks resembling cherry blossoms, all his handiwork. He was quite pleased with himself. He continued to look at Yasmin for a while longer and smiled. "Are you heading back soon?""Yeah, I told the bodyguard I was going out to buy medicine for my grandma. I'll need to buy some before I return."The phone beside Blake kept ringing, so Yasmin couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to answer that?""I don't feel like it." Blake rolled over, pinning her beneath him as he whispered against the corner of her lips, "How about I send my men to get your grandma's medicine? We've still got some time, let's go for another round."Yasmin was startled, trying to push him away. "You've had enough. We've been at it all day—from morning till night, isn't that enough?""I haven't seen you in days.""No way!" Yasmin firmly refused.Blake was just teasing her, of course. When sh
In the end, Blake signaled Malcolm over to support Lizzie's other arm as they helped her into the car and drove her to the hospital.The doctor examined her and found no major physical injuries, just a few minor cuts and bruises. However, the psychological impact on her was severe.She trembled with fear, her anxiety evident in every moment.Seeing her like this, Blake felt a deep sense of guilt. He turned to Malcolm and asked, "Have you confirmed it? Was this Ivan's doing?""Yes. After we burned down Ivan's North District warehouse, he retaliated by targeting Ms. Keating. That day, she had just arrived at the hospital to visit Mrs. Ford when the kidnappers abducted her. "She managed to escape briefly and borrowed a phone from a passerby to call you, but when you didn't pick up, they caught her again."Blake's face darkened at Malcolm's words. Just then, Lizzie called out from inside the ward, "Blake…"Hearing her voice, Blake turned and walked into the ward.As soon as he app
Yasmin was reading in her room when Blake's video call came through.As soon as she answered the call, Blake saw her soft and alluring face on the screen.She was lying in bed as she casually spoke to him. Upon hearing that Stuart's safety was secured, she tossed her book aside and hummed thoughtfully."What's wrong? Are you not happy?" Blake asked.Yasmin gazed at his face on the screen and returned a question of her own. "How is Lizzie?"Blake chuckled upon hearing her question. "Are you jealous?""Just a little. Would you be upset if I was?" Yasmin replied.Blake flashed a smile. "No, I'm actually pleased. That aside, the situation has left Lizzie with severe psychological issues.""What happened?" Yasmin asked. She sat up in her pale pink loungewear.Blake's gaze remained fixed on her as he answered, "She almost suffered a sexual assault. Fortunately, we rescued her before it could actually happen.""Why did Ivan kidnap her?""To get back at me. I burned down his warehou
Wendy's eyes widened in shock as she heard the news. "Are you sure?""It's true," the housekeeper confirmed.The corners of Wendy's lips curved into a smile. If Yasmin had betrayed Ivan, then Ivan would surely lose his trust and affection for her.Wendy retrieved the surveillance footage from the Burke residence and handed the tablet over to Ivan, who was in his study. "Mr. Burke, you'll understand everything after watching this," she said.Ivan was cold and detached as he sifted through documents at his desk. "What is it?""Please, see for yourself," Wendy suggested, hoping he would see it firsthand.Sensing something amiss, Ivan stared at the screen for a long time. After a while, he instructed Wendy, "You should leave for now."He finally played the surveillance footage. It showed the corridor on the second floor of the Burke residence, where Yasmin was seen leaving her room—and entering the study.Ivan's expression changed slightly. He quickly turned off the corridor's surv
Yasmin froze for a moment before turning to Ivan with a puzzled expression. "Ivo, why are you asking me that?"Ivan's gaze was intense as he continued to stroke her long hair, his touch cold as ice. "If you truly want to marry me, why did you betray me?""Betray you?" Yasmin's eyes widened in shock. "Ivo, what do you mean?""My Destia New Energy Project was shut down after a report from Blake. Quite a coincidence, don't you think? What do you think this means?"Yasmin's entire body stiffened as she turned to face him. Her eyes filled with panic as she asked, "You already know?""I have surveillance cameras in my study. It recorded you pacing in front of my safe, trying to crack the password. Yasmin, why would you do something like that?"Yasmin's pupils dilated with fear. After a long pause, she finally whispered, "I'm sorry, Ivo. It was me."Ivan's eyes narrowed. "Why did you do it? Haven't I treated you well?"He dared to say that he had been good to her. For years, he had tr