"Any luck? Did you pinpoint their location?" Amelia asked Leo, who was seated next to her. Leo gave a slight nod, his face expressionless, after pressing the final key on the keyboard. "Yes, I’ve got it. They're where we suspected." Amelia let out a sigh of relief. As long as the kidnappers weren’t trying to trick her, there was a chance to save the two children. Seeing that she was sweating and her face had turned pale, Leo pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. "Here, wipe your face." Amelia took the handkerchief and quickly wiped her face. Leo then took out his phone and started making a series of calls to issue commands. Amelia knew he had skilled people working under him—some even more efficient than law enforcement, with various tactics at their disposal. Still, she couldn't help but worry. "Leo, are you sure you can rescue them safely?" Leo nodded. "Yes." In truth, his nerves had been on edge since hearing the initial news. Now that he had confirm
A few figures suddenly stepped out from the cabin, their eyes narrowing as they observed the woman on the shore. “Miss Smith?” “Yes, I’m Amelia. I’ve brought the three million dollars, just as you asked. Now, where are my children?” Inside the car, Amelia listened in amazement to the voice that was nearly identical to her own. She couldn’t see the woman’s face from this angle, but just hearing her voice, she could tell it was a convincing impersonation. Seeing her reaction, Leo leaned in and whispered, “Don’t worry. They’re masters of disguise. I sent them your photo beforehand, so they’ve adjusted their appearance to look just like you. People who know you well might notice some differences, but these kidnappers won’t be able to tell.” Understanding dawned on Amelia. It was remarkable that they could make anyone look like her. She couldn’t help but gain a new appreciation for the skills of the man next to her. The kidnappers on the boat appeared unsure but eventually let the wo
Everyone was in shock. It wasn't until that moment that Lady Reynold noticed two children standing before her—a boy and a girl—both of whom bore an uncanny resemblance to her son. The boy, especially, not only shared his looks but even his gaze was strikingly similar to Leo’s. He was like a miniature version of Leo. Lady Reynold's heart shook. Sophia had come with her, and upon seeing Liam and Ella, her face turned pale. They were alive... But how could that be? Wasn’t Black Cobra supposed to ensure that the plan would be foolproof this time? Lady Reynold quickly pieced things together. She pointed at the children, her hand trembling as she demanded, “Amelia, where did these children come from? Tell me, are they Leo's." Amelia pressed her lips together. She wanted to deny it but knew it would be pointless. The resemblance between Liam and Leo was too strong. Anyone could see they were related. Sophia then stepped forward with a forced smile. “Aunt, please don’t get too worked
Amelia was taken aback once more. She frowned and asked, "Why do you ask that?" Liam's young face remained composed. "No particular reason. I just think that if he wanted to kill you six years ago and was responsible for Uncle Henry's death, there's no reason he'd save you now. What do you think, Mom?" Amelia was momentarily speechless. Liam had voiced exactly what she had been thinking. She had to admit, this child was remarkably perceptive. He had struck right at the heart of her fears. She remembered what Leo had told her not too long ago. He claimed he had never ordered anyone to assassinate her. He also insisted he had never encountered those who sank the ship. Could it be... he was telling the truth? If he wasn't the one who did it, then who was? Amelia's thoughts were a whirlwind. Just then, her phone rang. It was Mr. Wilson. Seeing his name on the screen, Amelia quickly collected herself. She answered the call with a calm voice. "Hello, Mr. Wilson." "Amelia, I
Amelia was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, Sophia's angry voice pierced through,“Amelia, what right do you have to bring him food or to ensure his safety?” “If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t be injured. If it weren’t for you, he’d still be at the office instead of rushing to the dock to shield your pathetic self from bullets.” “Do you have any sense of guilt? If you do, then leave the hospital and never come back," she yelled, her eyes filled with a mix of hatred and anger. Just then, a cold voice came from the ward. “Let her in.” Both Lady Reynold and Sophia were taken aback, exchanging puzzled glances. Sophia's face reddened with suppressed anger and clenched her fists tightly. Lady Reynold quickly turned to Leo and said, “Leo, what are you thinking? This woman caused your injury, and you still want to see her?” Leo repeated flatly, “Let her in.” Lady Reynold looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. “Leo, if you insist on seeing her, then I’ll leave.” Leo didn
The children had always been Amelia's biggest weakness. She wasn't afraid of much, but the thought of someone taking her kids away terrified her. Amelia's eyes instantly welled up. "Leo, I never intended to keep them from you. You didn't give me a chance to explain, so I couldn’t tell you about them." "Now that I have finally given birth to them and raised them to this age, you can't just selfishly take them away from me." Leo's expression grew darker as he stared intently at her pale face. The woman standing before him had eyes rimmed with red, and her body shook with fear and anxiety. He realized just how much those children meant to her. Still, he said, "I won’t press you about keeping this secret from me, but from now on, they need to be raised by me." "That's not happening," Amelia replied immediately. "When they were born, you weren't there. When they were sick or needed someone at school, you weren't around. Even when things were tough, I was the one taking care of them
The man must have some serious condition to make such a request. Amelia's expression darkened instantly. “Handle it yourself,” she said sharply and began to walk away, not wanting to be further involved. Just then, a loud thud echoed behind her. Startled, Amelia turned around to see Leo collapsing as he attempted to get out of bed on his own. She rushed back to him. “Leo, are you alright?” Leo grimaced in pain, clutching his chest and looking unusually pale. “I’m okay. It’s just the wound. It’s hurting a lot,” he said, his voice trembling as he pointed to the injured area. Amelia’s face turned pale with concern. “Wait here. I’ll call the doctor immediately.” “No, it’s not necessary,” Leo said weakly. "It’s just a strain. Even if a doctor comes, it won’t make much difference. Please help me to the bathroom first. I’ll feel like I’m suffocating from the pain if I don’t.” Though Amelia suspected Leo might be exaggerating his discomfort, she couldn’t ignore his evident suffering.
As they turned around, they saw Sophia standing there. Her face was pale, eyes filled with tears, and she looked on in disbelief. After a moment, she suddenly turned and ran out. “Hey, Sophia!” Lady Reynold shouted, glaring at Leo. “This is all your fault! Letting people hear such nonsense. Now you’ll have to explain this.” With that, she hurried after Sophia. “Sophia, wait!” she called, chasing after her. Leo watched them go, his expression darkening. He pulled out his phone and dialed James number. James soon arrived. “You called for me, Young Master?” “Get me discharged from this hospital and take me home,” Leo commanded. “What?” James was stunned. "Sir, you can't be serious. Your injuries are severe. The doctor insisted you stay here and rest. Moving around now is..." Leo's stern look cut him off. Realizing he had no choice, James sighed and said, “Alright, I’ll handle it.” Later that evening, Amelia found out Leo had been discharged. She received a call from
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