Ella curiously leaned over. “What's wrong, Liam?” Liam pointed at the red dot on the screen. “I thought he would collect the hair and do the DNA testing in Germany, so I would have the chance to hack in and alter the final result." "But he mailed the hair directly back to New York, which makes it difficult for me to interfere from a distance.” Ella widened her eyes in confusion. “DNA testing?” “Yes." Liam patiently explained. “I should have figured it out earlier. That man deliberately took us to get our hair cut and then stole the hair for testing. The only person with a motive to do this is the man who betrayed our mother.” “Are you saying we've been found out?” “It's possible.” A hint of annoyance appeared on Liam's face. “If I had known he was sending the hair back to New York, I wouldn't have let him take it.” Ella still didn't quite understand. “If you can hack into the system in Germany, why can't you hack into the system in New York?” Liam's handsome face cracked for
She shook her head in disbelief. "No, you're lying." If he wasn’t responsible, then why did those people say he was six years ago? Leo frowned and tried to explain slowly, "I have no reason to lie to you. Even if it was me, admitting it wouldn’t change anything for you." Although Leo's words weren’t comforting, they were true. Yes, he was the powerful Leo Reynold, the heir to the entire Reynolds family conglomerate. Even if he confessed, saying, "I killed your brother," what could she do? She had no evidence and couldn’t sue him. And with her current resources, she couldn’t even bring down a small subsidiary of the Reynolds Group, let alone the entire conglomerate. What else could she do? Amelia suddenly felt very tired and powerless. She had tried so hard, but there was nothing she could do. Seeing Amelia suddenly slump, Leo’s heart ached. He reached out and grabbed her shoulder, helping to steady her. He said in a deep voice, "Amelia, believe me, I didn’t ha
In the photos, Amelia and Leo were seen standing together. Some showed them entering and leaving the hospital together, others showed them getting into a car together, and one even showed Amelia at Flower Hill. Mark's expression changed as he saw them. He instinctively reached for the phone, but Linda pulled her hands back first. He frowned and asked, “Where did you get these photos?” Linda snorted. “A magician never reveals her secrets. But let me make it clear that I didn't ask anyone to take these photos. I just stumbled upon them and made a copy out of curiosity.” Mark's face grew darker. “Do you realize you’re violating someone’s privacy? This is illegal.” Linda became impatient. “Oh, come on. I already said I didn’t take these photos. How am I violating her privacy?" "Besides, she’s the one who seduced my boyfriend. I haven’t settled the score with her yet. Who is she to accuse me of violating her rights?” Mark’s face froze. “Who’s your boyfriend?” “It’s you.
Linda snorted disdainfully. “So what if that’s what you think? He’s just temporarily fooled by Amelia. When he comes to his senses, he’ll realize who truly cares for him.” Sophia shook her head in disappointment. “So that’s your perspective. It seems I’ve found the wrong person.” “Women as foolish as you won’t win the affection of the man you love. I have no reason to work with you.” With that, Sophia stood up to leave, Linda’s eyes widened, and she quickly grabbed her arm. “Wait, what do you mean by ‘cooperation’? What kind of cooperation?” Sophia raised an eyebrow. “A cooperation that will make Mark see Amelia’s true colors and change his mind about you. Are you interested?” Linda’s eyes lit up. “Really? Of course, I’m interested. Don’t leave—sit down and tell me the details of this cooperation.” Sophia sneered inwardly but sat down and explained the plan in detail. *** That afternoon, Amelia sat in her office, trying to come to terms with the possibility that Leo m
At this moment, in the next room, Leo felt uneasy and restless. He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. Charles poured a glass of wine and handed it to him, with a smile, “What are you thinking about? You look so unhappy.” Leo shook his head. "Nothing.” He thought he might be overthinking things. How could Amelia be here, and drunk like that? Perhaps he had mistaken her for someone else. Charles oblivious to Leo's inner turmoil leaned against the windowsill with his glass and smirked, “I heard that Amelia didn't die, and she came back to the country. How does it feel to see your ex-wife again? Have you ever thought about getting back together?” Leo gave him a cold glance and reminded him, “My girlfriend is Sophia now." Charles sneered. "Do you believe what you just said? Just your attitude toward Sophia over the years, everyone can see that you don't have feelings for her.” “Is it satisfying to deceive yourself like this?” Leo frowned. He seemed to have been
He helped Amelia up, then used a towel to dry her body before asking, “Shall I carry you to bed to rest?” Amelia was completely drunk at this point and had no idea where she was. Her memories were a mess and she couldn't remember if she had any grievances with the man in front of her. She just held onto his clothes like a lifeline and nodded heavily saying, "Mm." Leo's lips curled up with pleasure. He had never experienced such happiness in his life, being relied on wholeheartedly by someone. He carried Amelia to the bed. As soon as he put her down, she opened her arms. “My clothes are wet and uncomfortable. Take them off.” She was indeed still wearing wet clothes. From her top to her pants, everything was wet, and some places were even dripping with water, all of which were his doing. Leo's breath suddenly tightened. He swallowed his saliva and said, “I'll go find someone to help you take them off.” He and Amelia were already divorced, and he couldn't take advantage o
Amelia was the kind of person who was three parts drunk and one part sober. Since she still had that one part of sobriety, she couldn't completely forget what happened last night. She clearly remembered encountering a pervert in her room yesterday. The man had tried to assault her, but she was eventually saved by someone else who rushed in. From the current situation, that someone must have been Leo. Although she didn't remember the details of what happened afterward very clearly, judging from her physical condition today, the man probably didn't do anything to her. Realizing this, Amelia finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had noticed earlier that she wasn't wearing any clothes and had feared the worst. She shook her head and pushed those bad thoughts out of her mind. Then she got up, put on her clothes, and went to the bathroom to tidy up a bit before leaving. In the living room, Leo was already waiting for her. Today, he was wearing a gray casual suit and didn’t look
Leo hesitated for a moment before agreeing. Ten minutes later, the two of them left the hotel and headed to James's base. Amelia had always known that Leo was not a simple businessman. At least, not as simple as he appeared to be on the surface. When she walked into the basement and saw all kinds of torture instruments densely packed inside, she couldn't help but shudder. Leo looked at her with cold eyes. “Scared?” Amelia swallowed hard. It would be a lie to say that she wasn’t scared. But no matter how frightened she was, she still wanted to ask Mr. Logan face to face who wanted to harm her. Finally, she saw Mr. Logan in a dimly lit room. In the center of the room was a simple iron bed, and Mr. Logan was lying on it, all his limbs tied up, making him unable to move. His eyes were covered with a black cloth, and surrounding him were large speakers blasting a mix of harsh, incessant sounds—sirens, construction noises, and blaring alarms. The noise was deafening, creating a relen
Leo claimed her mouth in a kiss that was rough and filled with longing, devouring her like a hungry wolf that had been starved for days. Amelia matched his intensity, intertwining her fingers in his hair while moaning between the kisses. His hands moved up her body, exploring every inch as if he had been waiting for this moment forever and had finally gotten the opportunity. She gasped when his fingers brushed her nipple, which was already hard and longing to be licked and devoured by his mouth. She could feel the hardness of his desire pressing against her, only intensifying her own need. “You drive me crazy Amelia Smith,” he murmured against her lips. “I miss you and I don’t want to hold back tonight. I want every part of you baby girl.” “Then don’t hold back,” she quickly replied, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I’m all yours, claim me, Daddy.” Her words made his hormones rise even further. Without breaking the kiss, he hurriedly lifted her and carried her t
The next day, the news spread online that Sophia committed suicide by hanging herself in prison. It felt strange and heavy but for Amelia, it meant a bitter-sweet relief. She woke up with a slight headache, the sunlight streaming through the curtains. Last night memories flooded through her mind—Leo's warm embrace, his apology and reassurance, the soft kiss that stirred long-hidden feelings. Her cheeks warmed and the color turned a shade of pink. She reached out for Leo who was already awake, sitting against the headboard with a look of concern etched on his face. “Morning, beautiful,” he said softly, studying her face for any signs of distress. “Morning,” Amelia replied, blushing and rubbing her temples. “What happened last night? I remember bits and pieces.” That was a lie, she remembered every single detail but just wanted to play innocent. Leo smiled gently. “You had a little too much fun celebrating your aunt's recovery. But it was a good night for us.” Ame
A month later, Aunt Elsa’s condition had stabilized. The surgical wound had nearly healed, and all that was left was some aftercare. Once home, she could take her medication and recuperate slowly without needing further hospitalization. Early that morning, Amelia went to the hospital to handle Aunt Elsa’s discharge procedures. In the hospital room, Aunt Elsa was sitting on the bed, watching TV. Seeing Amelia come in, Aunt Elsa smiled and said, “You’re just in time. Come and see this.” She pointed to the TV. Curious, Amelia looked over and saw the news playing. A familiar face appeared on the screen, and the host’s flat, detached voice filled the room. “Recently, the sensational murder case has concluded. The primary culprit, Sophia Jones, has been found guilty of her crime." "Due to the severity and serial nature of the case, she has been sentenced to life imprisonment.” Amelia blinked rapidly, her thoughts swirling as she tried to process the news. Life imprisonm
That night, Aunt Elsa woke up. Blake checked on her and found her condition better than he had expected. Perhaps Amelia’s persistence had truly moved the heavens, as the cancer cells had cleared, and even the memory loss Blake had anticipated wasn’t present. It all seemed too good to be true. When Amelia heard the news, she was naturally overjoyed. Leo also heard about Elsa’s successful surgery. He didn’t say much, but that night, he quietly ordered the kitchen to prepare a few extra dishes, silently celebrating Elsa’s recovery. Amelia had agreed to marry Leo to secure Blake’s help for Aunt Elsa. Now that Aunt Elsa was nearly healed, Amelia realized her relationship with Leo was a temporary fix. She knew she had to find a way to completely cut ties with him. That night, Amelia decided to cook a few dishes herself. To prevent anyone from interrupting her plan, she sent the children out with Eleven for the night. Then, she dismissed the household staff Leo had hired for th
As Inspector Ralph led Sophia to the police station, her heart raced with a mix of fear and disbelief.Soon, they arrived, and one of the officers led her into the interrogation room and gestured towards a chair, "Miss Jones, please take a seat. Inspector Ralph will be here shortly."With that he left, leaving her all alone in the room. The cold, bare room did nothing to calm her racing heart it only made her heart beat faster with each passing second.The walls were painted a dull gray, and the only light was a flickering fluorescent bulb that buzzed overhead. The smell of cleaning products filled the air, making her even more anxious.She never imagined that one day she would end up in this kind of situation. She stood up to reduce the pacing of her heart and her trembling fingers.Soon, the door opened and Inspector Ralph walked in. Sophia sat down, trying to stay calm and composed. "What kind of nightmare is this?" She thought. "Can I wake up already?" She pinched herself and
She said in a calm voice, “You didn’t do anything wrong, and I don’t need your apology.” Once, those words had been what she wanted most, but now they meant nothing to her. The bitterness of the past clung to her like a heavy fog. She’d never considered forgiving him, so how could she accept it? After Amelia finished speaking, Leo felt a tightening in his chest. He ran a hand through his hair, frustration coursing through him as he processed the weight of her words. “Don’t say that. We were all kept in the dark before. Now that the truth is out, you know I didn’t do those things on purpose, right?” he said quickly, his voice rising slightly. Amelia sneered. “Yes, you didn’t do it on purpose, but can the pain I suffered over the years be forgotten? Leo, you didn’t personally send someone to kill us, but back then, you did divorce me because of Sophia, didn’t you?” “I can’t hate you, but I can never forgive you. We can’t pretend those years never happened. Neither you nor I c
The sentence made both Amelia and Leo furrow their brows. They exchanged curious glances, wondering what could prompt Black Cobra to say such a thing. Leo’s gaze hardened as he made a decision. “Pardon the living, punish the dead.” With those words, he signaled his agreement to Black Cobra’s condition. Black Cobra breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had a chance to keep living to protect his family. He knew his death would endanger their lives, and he couldn’t risk it. He then revealed the secret he’d been hiding. “The accident that led to your best friend Damien's death had nothing to do with Amelia. She wasn't the one responsible." The revelation left them both stunned. Relief washed over Amelia. Damien’s death had nothing to do with her; while surprising, Black Cobra’s words intrigued her even more. Still, she was curious to know who had caused the accident that led to Damien's death and why they’d framed her. With questions swirling in her mind, she looked at
After getting out of the car, James opened the door, and they walked into the building. As soon as they entered, Amelia’s first impression was the smell of blood. The lights turned on, revealing a man lying on the marble floor of the living room, covered in blood. His hair clung together with sweat and blood, and both of his hands hung limply, possibly broken. His legs twisted in an unnatural position, making him look grotesque. Amelia felt as if she had seen him from somewhere. Leo gestured to James, who stepped forward and brushed away the hair covering the man’s face, revealing the person who had kidnapped her before. “How did he end up here?” Amelia asked in disbelief. Leo glanced at her. “What do you think?” It suddenly dawned on Amelia that Leo’s promise of a show tonight referred to this. Her eyes turned cold. She wasn’t a saint and wouldn’t sympathize with someone who had tried to harm her. “Who sent you to kidnap me?” she asked, her voice icy. Black Cobra had
On the ground, lay a mobile phone from which Sophia's voice echoed. “Have you taken action? This is your last chance Cobra, I won’t allow any more mistakes,” Sophia said sharply. Black Cobra replied coldly, “Don’t worry. This time, either she dies or I perish.” After several failures, Black Cobra’s patience had worn completely thin. Combined with Sophia’s relentless pursuit and threats, he felt trapped with no way out. He knew that failure was not an option this time, the future of his family hung in the balance, and the pressure weighed heavily on him. After speaking, Black Cobra picked up the sniper rifle. He believed that as long as Amelia dared to come out, he could kill her. Even if he was caught afterward, he would not regret it. Sophia listened to the commotion on the other end and breathed a sigh of relief before hanging up the phone. Meanwhile, at Wilson’s Domestic Group, Amelia was about to leave the office when her assistant informed her of Leo’s presence in t