"What's so urgent that it can't wait till morning?" Shelia eyed Edgar skeptically.She didn't buy his story for a second. Men were all the same—if they weren't up to no good at home, they were sure as hell up to no good elsewhere.Her gaze sharpened as she spotted a smudge of lipstick on his white collar.She reached out and grabbed his collar, thrusting it towards him accusingly. "What's this?"Edgar's mind flashed back to Debra's calculated lean-in, her smirk as she left him in the car. He'd been played. She'd wanted Shelia to see this, to sow discord.His hesitation was all Shelia needed. "You're unbelievable. You say you love me, but you won't even touch me. It's all a lie, isn't it? I knew you were cheating.""Jade, just listen...""No. I won't listen!" she screamed. "I'm telling my dad. You don't love me. It's all just a sham."Usually, her tantrums got her what she wanted, but not this time. As she turned to storm out, Edgar's hand shot out, sending her sprawling to the
A shiver ran down Shelia's spine like a drip of ice water.She'd once pegged Edgar as a gentleman easy to push over. But she'd been dead wrong.He was as ruthless as they came, and his so-called affection was nothing more than a smokescreen.What he wanted was just the Blair family's support to boost his influence in Seamar City.Edgar's voice cut through the air, cold as steel. "If you don't want to end up like her, you'll toe the line and stay on my good side.""I won't make that mistake." Shelia shook her head fervently. "As long as I remain Jade and your fiancée, I'll do whatever you ask.""Excellent!" Edgar shrugged off his coat. "Tomorrow, you'll accompany me to the hospital. You'll apologize to Michael.""What?" Shelia blanched. "You want me to bow to Michael?""Not just Michael. Debra too," Edgar specified.Her face drained of color. "No. I can't do that."Edgar's gaze sharpened, and Shelia wilted. "Just not Debra. Anything but that."Edgar scoffed. "Would you rather
In the tense silence that stretched out, Michael made no move to let Shelia get up.Edgar, trying to smooth over the situation, interjected, "Jade was indeed harsh with Ms. Frazier, but it was due to old grudges. I had a long talk with her last night, and she assured me that she'd let go of the past."He turned to Shelia, his gaze encouraging. "Jade, didn't you say last night that you were ready to bow and apologize to Ms. Frazier?"Shelia nodded eagerly, her eyes wide and repentant. She stepped forward and bowed deep. "Debra, I'm truly sorry. I let my feelings for Mr. Nichols cloud my judgment, and I did terrible things to you out of jealousy. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."Debra looked at Shelia's innocent face, her brow furrowing slightly. Shelia seemed genuinely repentant, but Debra knew better than to take things at face value.There were only two reasons for such a drastic change: either Shelia had truly turned over a new leaf, perhaps under the influen
As Shelia sauntered off with Edgar, Michael blew out a breath. "That was daylight robbery."Debra shrugged. "They started this game. If I didn't beat them at it, I'd be their pawn.""So, is this settled?""Not quite.""But you just...""Is there a signed agreement?""I didn't realize you were so calculating.""I learned from the best.""Who?"Debra's mind flashed to Marion, but she sealed her lips and rose from her seat. "Your problem is solved. Once the money comes in, I'll wire it to you.""Okay."Debra called Hannah, who promptly sent a car. As she stepped into the practice room, the chatter hushed, all eyes zeroing in on her.Hannah waved her in. "Debra, come on in."Eve's voice sliced through the silence. "Well, well, look who decided to grace us with her presence. Did you spend the night charming a sponsor? It's nearly noon."Ashley sidled up to Debra, circling her like a vulture. "Can't blame her. Her family is broke, and she owes a fortune. What's a girl to do but
Eve squirmed under the scrutinizing gazes, feeling like a specimen under a microscope. Her curvaceous figure, while appealing in person, might translate to "bulky" on camera.She was a foodie at heart, and if she couldn't shed some pounds, this golden opportunity might slip through her fingers like sand in an hourglass.Freya eyed Eve and clenched her fists, determination etched on her face. This was her shot, and she wasn't about to let it slip.Debra, ever the keen observer, caught the silent exchange from the corner of her eye."This afternoon, you'll all head to the studio on the second floor for a promotional photo shoot," Hannah announced, turning on her heel to leave.She paused, casting a glance at Eve. "You might want to skip lunch, Eve. The camera adds ten pounds, you know."Eve waved off the concern, even as she began to calculate the calories she'd need to burn. "What's there to worry about? That's what Photoshop is for, right?"Freya chimed in, "Eve, you should eat.
In no time, a small army of makeup artists and designers descended upon Eve, transforming her into a veritable princess.Three artists fussed over her alone, their brushes and combs dancing with practiced ease.Envious whispers filled the air."Must be nice having a chairman for a dad.""Right? Imagine having that kind of clout."Ashley, spotting her chance, hurried over to Eve. "Eve, you're a marvel. Just one call, and you've got a whole team here. Could you spare a few for me?"Her eyes sparkled with hope. Having buttered Eve up for ages, she expected some reward.Eve cast her a sidelong glance. "You?"Ashley bobbed her head eagerly. "Come on, Eve. We're friends, right? Their skills are miles ahead of the company's artists."Ashley was sure Eve wouldn't refuse, but Eve just scoffed, "Friends? We're competitors, Ashley. You think I'd let you steal my thunder?"Ashley's jaw dropped. Around them, people snickered, enjoying the show."Looks like the bootlicker got the boot."
The trainees whispered among themselves."Ashley was worse. Her makeup was a hot mess, and who knows how she looked on camera?""The photographer was all over Freya and Debra. Us? We were just cannon fodder for the real stars."Eve looked down at the food on her plate and felt her appetite vanish. She pushed her chair back and started to stand.Freya, noticing Eve's retreat, called out, "Eve, don't be silly. Our meals are portioned for a reason. If you don't eat now, you'll be famished all night. And if you cave and snack later, you know it'll go straight to your hips."Eve's face fell. She was starving, but the thought of the camera adding ten pounds made her stomach churn. With a sigh, she sank back into her chair and began to poke at her food half-heartedly.Across town, Juan was staring intently at a photograph in his office. It was a candid shot of him and Debra, who was eating her cake.Joe walked in, breaking the silence."Sir, there's news about Mrs. Nichols.""Where h
Juan ticked off the list on his fingers. "Romance, gifts, money, looks, and figure."Joe nodded like a bobblehead. "You've got it all, sir. Except maybe the romance bit."Juan shot him a withering glance. "You think I need a reminder? Prep everything by these standards.""Sure.""And contact the Potter Group. I'm visiting them tomorrow.""Consider it done, sir."The next day, the practice room buzzed like a hive of bees."You hear? Mr. Nichols is gracing us with his presence today.""Mr. Nichols? Here? That means..."Eyes swiveled to Debra, who frowned. She hadn't heard anything about the arrangement.She whipped out her phone to grill Ben, but Hannah swept in and said, "Debra, come with me."Under the collective stare, Debra trailed Hannah out. She stepped into the hallway and spotted Juan downstairs, surrounded by an entourage of suits.Eve, poking her head out, caught sight of her father groveling by Juan's side."Eve, isn't that your dad?" someone whispered. "Well, Jua
Randy exclaimed, "This is fake. Who did this? I'll tear them apart."Erica chimed in, "This news can't be true. It must be a smokescreen to confuse us."Theda looked at the ring in Robert's hand. "Could Marion's desperate actions today be because of this?"Everyone was taken aback....Jeffrey read the news. "Well done."Juan asked, "Aren't you sad about killing Vickie after training her for so long?""Dying as the daughter of the Frazier family is a blessing for her," Jeffrey replied indifferently. "Debra's body has been burned to ashes, and Vickie is no longer useful. Sacrificing her to create chaos and shake the Four Great Families was a brilliant idea."He paused and added, "Send the body to the Potter Mansion. I want them to understand that with Debra dead, their resistance is meaningless.""Got it," Juan replied, slowly retreating.In the basement, he dismissed everyone and looked at the lifeless woman in the coffin. "Once you're back, don't show up again," he whisper
William fidgeted at the sight of so many big shots in the room. Robert's presence alone sent a shiver down his spine.Earlier, when Marion was carried in on Robert's back, he didn't dare utter a sound.William cleared his throat and rolled his shoulders, trying to muster some courage.Standing on the side with Chace, Oscar spoke up. "Do we need medical equipment? I can have some brought over.""No need. This house has everything," William replied.He stepped forward and worked on loosening Marion's stiff arm. It took quite a while before he finally pried open the tightly clenched hand.Blood had pooled in Marion's palm. William let out a low whistle. "What an iron!"He pulled the bloodstained diamond ring from Marion's grasp and studied it. "That's a huge rock. Must've cost a fortune."Everyone's gaze fell on the ring."Wait... Isn't that Debra's ring?" Erica rushed inside. "Why is it covered in blood? Is she..."Drake snatched the ring from William's hand and inspected it. "
"How could this be?" Theda smiled faintly. "We just want to take our people and avoid any casualties. That's all.""If that's all, I might consider it," Jeffrey replied, looking at Marion. "But someone might not want to leave."Drake stepped forward. "We can settle the score later. Even if we don't take your life now, we will eventually."Marion knew Drake was telling him to leave. His hand, clutching the ring, was already bleeding.Drake and Robert noticed and grabbed Marion's arms."Let's go," Robert said firmly.They had to leave now. Otherwise, mutual destruction was unavoidable.But Marion refused to move.Finally, Drake said, "If you don't leave, we'll all die here. I'm not ready to die yet. Don't drag me down with you."Oscar said, "Mr. Houston, let's go. We can save Mrs. Houston another time. If we keep this up, we'll just be making useless sacrifices."Marion still held his ground.Robert frowned and struck Marion on the back of his neck."You guys talk too much,"
"I'm gonna kill you!" Marion shouted.He raised his gun and fired three shots at Jeffrey.But Jeffrey seemed to have already anticipated Marion's move. With just a quick motion, he pulled Ivan in front of him.The three bullets hit Ivan right in the heart. Ivan slowly looked down at his chest. It was only then that the pain hit him all over his body. He finally realized he was dying.He turned to look at Jeffrey. His lips parted, but no words came out. By the time he collapsed, Jeffrey's men had surrounded Marion.Marion's hand tightened around the bloodstained ring. He had come for a bloodbath. If he couldn't save Debra, he wasn't planning to leave alive.Juan spoke up. "Save your energy. No matter how much you fight, the result won't change. You might as well think about how to make your exit.""He's not leaving," Jeffrey said, turning to Marion. "Your bullets have run out, and I won't give you a chance to reload. Everyone who came here is going to die."At his command, sever
Jeffrey muttered, "A shame. She was promising."Pulling a blanket over Debra's face, he turned to Juan. "The four families will retaliate now that she's dead. Clean this up.""How?""Burn her. Suppress the news of her death. Let no word leak tonight."Without hesitation, Juan strode to the bedside, flicked open a lighter, and set the curtains ablaze. Flames crawled hungrily across the sheets, engulfing the figure beneath the blanket. Only when fire fully consumed the body did Jeffrey nod and exit....At dawn the next day, Melody's funeral procession began.Pallbearers carried the coffin through the mist-shrouded gates. The air seemed to thicken with foreboding.The first gunshot tore through a pallbearer's chest before anyone registered the danger."It's Marion Houston!" someone shouted.Marion emerged from the fog, his forces fanning out behind him. Bullets rained down as the remaining bearers collapsed. The Nichols family guards rushed forward, only to fall under crossfire
Thunder rumbled through the fifth-floor room as Juan staggered inside, his clothes drenched in blood.Jeffrey's gaze remained fixed on the portraits on the wall. "Well? Did she talk?"When no answer came, he turned and froze. Juan's clothes were a crimson mess. A bloodied knife clattered to the floor between them."She's dead," Juan said, his voice glacial."What" Jeffrey's composure shattered.He seized Juan's collar. "I told you to interrogate her, not kill her. Did you get the location of the treasure? Answer me." Juan's eyes were piercing with clarity. He could see through Jeffrey's every thought.All of Jeffrey's earlier talk about reuniting the family had been nothing but a facade. The only thing he cared about was the treasure's location. To achieve his goals, Jeffrey would gladly use his own family as pawns."You killed Melody, didn't you?" Juan's sudden accusation cut through the tension.Jeffrey released him, smoothing his jacket."You already knew that.""You've
Juan had a certain guess in his mind.He had always known about the strained relationship between Melody and Jeffrey, but he never imagined Jeffrey could go to such extremes."You can go.""But Mrs. Nichols Sr...""Leave!"Sophie exited the room, closing the door behind her.Staring at the closed door, Juan was reminded of a similar scene from over a decade ago. Melody had shut the study door just like this."You are not to leave this room until you finish reading these books," she had commanded.Then the scene shifted to when Melody was thrashing him with a whip. "If you don't work hard, you won't amount to anything. And if you don't amount to anything, you won't be able to protect this family."Juan endured the pain and humiliation with bitter resentment. From that moment on, he learned to hide his emotions. He couldn't afford to have likes or dislikes. Besides the Nichols Group, nothing and no one else mattered.Melody had always prided herself on being an educator, boasti
After Juan left the room, Debra let out a long breath. She leaned back against the bed, her mind chaotic.Jeffrey's appearance had given her a lot of valuable information.First, he had been reborn. Second, Seamar City's treasure was linked to rebirth. Third, he was the one responsible for the deaths of all their parents.Before she could think further, a sharp pain shot through her head.Jeffrey believed she knew the location of the treasure, but she didn't know. She wondered if she had forgotten something crucial....At the Potter Mansion, Andrew sat by the window, lost in memories of a time long past.Little Debra ran up to him and threw her arms around his leg."Brother, what are they doing?" "They are protecting this city.""Is this city dangerous? Why does it need protection?""Many people desire what we guard. They will stop at nothing to take it, losing all reason in their greed. Our duty is to ensure these things remain hidden from the world."His thoughts were
"I believe Melody played her part," Debra said evenly, "but without your tacit approval, how could she have harmed Claudia so precisely? How could she have imprisoned Claudia so effortlessly?"She met Jeffrey's gaze unflinchingly. "You know the truth better than anyone. You were the head of the Nichols family. If you wanted, you could have easily saved her."Jeffrey lost control and slapped her. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, but her stare never wavered. Claudia used to look at him in the same way."Lies." Jeffrey staggered back, his voice fraying. "You know nothing.""Don't I?" Debra dabbed her mouth. "Search online, and you'll see. Everyone in Seamar City knows about your story. Claudia gave up her career for marriage. What kind of life did she live? There was no makeup and no dancing, just a hollow shell playing housewife."She smirked and continued, "Will you blame Melody for that too? A man who lets his mother brutalize his wife isn't a man at all. Face the music