Luca and Ryan exchanged tense glances after the call ended abruptly. The voice on the other end of the line had answered with a simple "Hello," but they had said nothing, too unsure of how to proceed without a plan. Now the silence felt heavier as the realization settled: they needed to act fast if they were going to get to the bottom of this."We can't let this slip," Ryan said, breaking the silence. "Whoever that was, he’s involved. We need to get him talking."Luca nodded. "But we can't just call him back without a plan. He’ll get suspicious. And we need to stay on the call long enough to trace it."Ryan exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "So, what do we do? It’s not like we can just ask him who he is. We need leverage."Luca thought for a moment, pacing the room. "We need to make him think he's talking to someone he knows. We’ll use what we’ve learned from Bella’s texts, drop hints, and see if he bites."Ryan frowned, still unconvinced. "And if he doesn’t? We’ll blow our only
Ivy stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she watched her brother standing in Luca’s living room. The tension in the air was palpable as both of them faced each other, neither quite ready to break the silence that had fallen between them. Ryan’s casual entrance had now turned into an unexpected confrontation, and he knew he was caught."Ivy…" Ryan said slowly, running his hands through his hair, a nervous habit he had when trying to gather his thoughts. "What are you doing here?"Ivy folded her arms, her gaze narrowing. "I should be asking you that, Ryan. So, let me get this straight—you were faking your memory loss all along, huh? Because you recognize me now."Ryan sighed deeply, realizing there was no point in lying anymore. "No, Ivy, I wasn’t faking it. I did lose my memory after the accident. But... it came back a few weeks ago."Ivy’s expression shifted from anger to confusion. "A few weeks ago? And you didn’t tell anyone? Not me? Not Luca? What the hell, Ryan?"Luca, who had
Bella paced around her room, her phone still in her hand after the unknown caller hung up. She stared at the screen, trying to piece together what the cryptic message meant."Ryan, Ivy, and Luca together?" she muttered to herself, frustration simmering beneath the surface. "What could they possibly be up to? It can't be good…"She threw the phone onto her bed and stood by the window, her mind racing. She didn’t like being kept in the dark, especially when it came to Ryan. Things had spiraled out of control since Ryan’s supposed memory loss, and Bella was starting to wonder if she was being played. Her mind shifted to the Kendrick Empire, now within her grasp, but Ryan’s recent behavior was unsettling. She needed to figure out what they were doing—whatever their plan was, Bella wasn’t going to let them ruin everything she had worked for."Guess I’ll have to do some digging myself," she muttered, grabbing her purse and keys, determined to find out more.Downstairs, Rose Kendrick glided
Ivy sat quietly in the living room, her mind still trying to process everything that Ryan and Luca had just told her. Mrs. Jessica’s revelations had come as a complete shock, shaking the very foundation of what Ivy thought she knew about her life.Ryan leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke, his voice low and serious. “It was all true, Ivy. Jessica told us everything. You and Iris are twins—separated at birth.”Luca sat beside Ivy, his expression sympathetic but cautious. He had been there when Mrs. Jessica explained the whole story, and though he had prepared himself for Ivy’s reaction, nothing could have truly readied him for the emotional whirlwind she was now going through.Ivy’s heart pounded in her chest as she stared at Ryan in disbelief. “So… so what you’re telling me is that Iris is my twin sister?” She shook her head, trying to make sense of it all. “That’s why everyone always said we looked alike?”Ryan nodded slowly. “Yeah, that’s exactly why. Y
Ryan stood beside Ivy’s bed, his heart aching as he watched his sister struggle to process the overwhelming truth that had just been revealed. He gently held her hand, feeling the coldness of her skin, the tremors running through her body, and the vulnerability in her eyes—a stark contrast to the confident, carefree Ivy he had always known.“It’s going to be fine, Ivy,” Ryan said softly, his voice full of determination. “I promise you, we’ll get through this together.”Ivy’s eyes were wide, filled with confusion and fear. She looked at Ryan, searching for reassurance, but the turmoil within her was too much to bear. “Ryan… please, find Iris. I still can’t believe she’s my sister, my twin. How is that possible? What have I done? How could I have been so blind?”Ryan squeezed her hand, trying to steady her racing thoughts. “Ivy, listen to me. None of this is your fault. You didn’t know. We were all kept in the dark.”Ivy shook her head, her voice trembling with disbelief. “What if… wh
Ivy held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she opened the door. A figure stood in front of her, and the dim light from the hallway revealed the face of Mrs. Jessica. Ivy’s eyes widened in shock as the older woman stood before her, a mix of exhaustion and sadness etched into her features.“Who are you? What are you doing here?” Ivy demanded, her voice sharp and filled with suspicion. Her voice was loud enough to carry down the hall. Within moments, Ryan and Luca rushed out of the study, concern written all over their faces. They stopped abruptly as they saw Ivy standing face-to-face with Mrs. Jessica. Relieved but still wary, Ryan and Luca hurried to help Mrs. Jessica, gently guiding her to sit on a nearby chair. Jessica’s eyes, though tired, were filled with emotion as they focused solely on Ivy. The older woman’s hand trembled as she reached out, wanting to touch Ivy’s face.But Ivy stepped back, out of reach, her expression confused and guarded."Your eyes… they’re th
The atmosphere in the room was tense as they gathered around Luca, who had just pulled out a stack of recordings and pictures from his investigators. His face was grim, and the weight of the evidence in his hands seemed to carry the burden of the truth that was about to be unveiled.Ryan and Ivy sat across from him, their eyes wide with disbelief. Mrs. Jessica, still recovering from her emotional reunion with Ivy, watched from the side, her face pale but determined."I can’t believe this," Ivy muttered, her voice barely audible as she stared at the damning evidence laid out before them. "All these years, we’ve been living with a deceiving woman…"Ryan’s jaw clenched, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the table. "Mrs. Rose… my mother. How could she?"Luca placed the photographs in front of them—pictures of Parker and Mrs. Rose meeting secretly, exchanging envelopes, and whispering in the shadows. The recordings played softly in the background, Parker’s voice clear a
The tension in the room was palpable as all eyes turned to Luca, waiting for him to lay out the plan. His sharp eyes flickered to Ivy, who sat in the arms of Mrs. Jessica, her biological mother, still recovering from the emotional weight of the last few hours. Ivy’s expression was a mix of uncertainty and fear, her fingers fidgeting with the fabric of her dress."Ivy, listen carefully," Luca began, his voice calm but firm. "You’ll call the guy from the number we traced. You need to act like you know him, like you’ve met before. Make it sound like you’re excited to see him again. He might not give in right away, but you have to be persistent. Keep him hooked until he asks you to meet up. Once he does, we’ll come with you, and that’s when we’ll get a hold of him."Ivy stared at him, wide-eyed. "Are you sure this will work?"Luca gave her a reassuring nod. "I know it’s risky, but it’s our best shot. This guy is connected to the people who have Iris. If we can make him believe that you’re
Months had passed since Parker waited in vain for Ryan to come to his rescue. As the cold reality set in, the hope that had once flickered inside Parker’s heart dimmed until it was nothing but a distant memory. The prison walls around him felt like they were closing in, suffocating him with the weight of his past mistakes. Every day, he wondered if his son would ever come, but no sign of Ryan emerged. He had gambled on the wrong side of history, and now he was paying for it with every lonely second that ticked by.Meanwhile, Mrs. Rose Kendrick, once a woman of unmatched power and deceit, was locked away in her world of doom. She had seen the writing on the wall long before now. When the truth came to light, when all the lies she had crafted so carefully unraveled before her eyes, she knew no one was coming to save her. The empire she had tried to manipulate for herself and her lover Parker had crumbled. Her final days were filled with silence, the kind that came not from peace but
Ryan paced the length of his father’s study, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He held the hospital reports tightly in his hand, his knuckles white from the grip. The reports confirmed his worst fears—the man he had called his father for his entire life wasn’t his biological father at all. Dr. Parker was. The revelation had shaken him to the core, and he knew he couldn’t keep this secret any longer. He had to tell Mr. Kendrick.Taking a deep breath, he walked over to where Kendrick sat in his leather chair, his eyes already filled with concern. Kendrick had noticed Ryan’s turmoil the moment he entered the room, but he hadn’t pressed him to speak."Dad," Ryan began, his voice trembling slightly. He rarely ever called him anything but ‘Dad,’ but now, with this new information, it felt like a lie. Still, it was all he had ever known. "I received something today. It’s… complicated, and I don’t know how to explain it."Kendrick raised an eyebrow, worry etching deeper into his
The atmosphere in the house was finally calm, or so it seemed. After everything they had been through—the betrayals, the conspiracies, and the almost impossible escape from danger—Iris, Kendrick, and Jessica were relieved to be back home. The past few days had been nothing short of a nightmare, but now, with Ryan by her side, Iris felt like she could finally breathe again.Ryan had transformed into the kind of husband Iris had always dreamed of. He was attentive, caring, and endlessly devoted, especially when it came to their newborn. Late-night feedings and diaper changes—Ryan was right there with her, helping in every way he could. The chaos and distrust that once clouded their relationship were gone, replaced by a bond forged through hardship and love.One afternoon, as Iris cradled their baby on the living room couch, Ryan returned from the front door, holding a small package. There was no return address, just his name scribbled hastily across the front. He furrowed his brow as
The tension in the hospital room hung heavy as Iris took a deep breath and prepared to explain everything. The faces of those around her—Jessica, Ryan, Kendrick, and Ivy—were etched with a mixture of concern, curiosity, and shock. Ryan, especially, seemed anxious, as though every word Iris spoke would shift the very foundation of what he believed to be true.“I found out I was pregnant,” Iris began slowly, her voice steady but filled with emotion, “on the same day that Mrs. Rose asked to see me. She called me out of the blue and said she needed to talk. I thought it was something important about the family, but when I got there…” She paused, her gaze shifting to Ryan before continuing. “She told me to leave you, Ryan. She wanted me gone so you could be with Bella.”Ryan’s jaw clenched at the mention of his mother’s betrayal, but he remained silent, allowing Iris to continue.“I was devastated,” Iris admitted, her voice cracking slightly. “I didn’t know what to do, and on my way back t
The tension in the room had begun to settle after the police escorted Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker out in handcuffs. The silence that followed felt like the calm after a storm, but there was still an air of unease.Mr. Kendrick stood in the center of the room, his expression heavy with guilt and regret. He turned toward Jessica, who stood with her arms crossed, looking as though she wasn’t quite sure what to make of him yet. Ivy and Iris, standing side by side, had barely spoken a word since everything unfolded.Kendrick cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m sorry,” he began, his eyes filled with sincerity as he faced Jessica and the twins. “Jessica, Iris, Ivy… I know words aren’t enough to make up for the years I’ve spent apart from you all, the lies, and everything else that’s happened. But please believe me when I say that I’ve regretted every single moment I wasn’t with you.”Iris remained silent, her face pale from shock, while Ivy’s gaze flickered between Jessica a
The room was suffocating. Ryan sat up straighter in his hospital bed, his eyes narrowing as Luca entered, his expression grim. The air felt thick with anticipation as everyone waited for the news. Luca cleared his throat and looked directly at Ryan. “The anonymous messenger? It was Sarah—your house help,” he said quietly. Ryan’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Sarah?” He glanced at Ivy, then back at Luca. “What do you mean? She’s just a housemaid. Why would she—" “She’s been traced and caught,” Luca interrupted his voice firm. “We got her while she was trying to flee the country. She’s been feeding information to your enemies, Ryan. She’s been working with Mrs. Rose.”The room went still. Ivy gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, and Kendrick’s face drained of color. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief as all eyes turned toward her.“What… what are you saying?” Ryan’s voice was low, but it shook with barely restrained anger.“She confessed everything,” Luca continued, h
The silence that followed Mr. Kendrick's confession was deafening. Everyone in the room seemed frozen, processing the weight of his words. Mrs. Rose’s face was a mixture of shock and rage, her hands trembling as she gripped the back of a chair for support. Ryan and Ivy exchanged uneasy glances, while Jessica stood still, her expression unreadable, though her eyes glistened with the pain of memories that had long since scarred her.Kendrick took a deep breath, his voice thick with regret as he continued. "I was in love with Jessica," he admitted, his eyes locked on the floor as if unable to meet anyone’s gaze. "We were both so young, and I couldn't resist her. But I was already married to Rose. There was no way I could marry Jessica. I was the heir to the Kendrick family fortune, and it would have been a scandal—a disgrace—to have an affair and a child out of wedlock."Rose scoffed, her voice laced with venom. "So instead, you chose to keep me in the dark and raise the child of your
The tension in the room was so thick it felt as though it could suffocate them all. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her heart hammering against her chest as her eyes darted from Jessica to Kendrick and then to her children. Her worst nightmare was unraveling before her eyes, and there was no escape. Kendrick, too, was motionless, his face a mixture of disbelief and confusion. His eyes met Jessica’s, and a flood of memories rushed back—memories he had buried for years. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat."Je… Jessica?" Kendrick’s voice was barely above a whisper, his shock palpable. Ryan, standing by his father’s bedside, turned to Kendrick, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Dad, do you know her?"Jessica stood tall, her eyes blazing with the fire of long-buried resentment. She ignored Ryan’s question and locked eyes with Mrs. Rose, whose face was now dripping with cold sweat. Rose’s hands trembled as she took a step backward, her composure slipping with every second."No…
Mrs. Rose paced anxiously around the hospital room, her heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She glanced at her watch for the hundredth time, her impatience growing by the second. Where were Ivy and Ryan? What were they up to? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door open. She turned swiftly, only to see Ryan step into the room, followed closely by Ivy. Relief washed over her for a split second, but it quickly faded as she saw the grim looks on their faces. Something was wrong.“Where have you two been?” Mrs. Rose demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”Ryan didn’t respond immediately. His face was hard, his jaw clenched. Ivy, too, seemed distant, her eyes fixed on the floor as if she couldn’t bear to meet her mother’s gaze.Before Mrs. Rose could demand answers, a weak cough sounded from the hospital bed. Her husband, Mr. Kendrick, had woken up. Slowly, he turned his head toward her, his eyes filled with anger and betray