Marcus arrived at Palmer Group’s headquarters, stepping out of his trusted BMW X6. While the Palmers equated luxury with status, Marcus preferred to keep a low profile. For him, blending in was a far greater advantage. Inside the company, rumors buzzed. Maximus had ordered that Marcus Bartz be treat
Maximus had to step behind Alexia and place his hands firmly on her shoulders, exerting just enough pressure to signal that she needed to calm down and keep quiet. Alexia, visibly seething, restrained herself, biting her tongue for the time being. She resolved to confront her husband in private late
It was 2:45 p.m. when a sleek BMW parked in front of Palmer Group's headquarters. A strikingly beautiful woman stepped out, dressed in a simple yet elegant knitted coffee-colored dress, paired with a light beige cardigan and matching high-heeled sandals. Her hair was swept up in a chic, loose bun, e
As the week flew by, Marcus found himself heading toward the elevator that led to his newly renovated office. In just two days, the space had been transformed to suit his tastes, with sleek, minimalist gray and black tones. He had spent the past week reviewing the financial records, and his meticulo
Marcus arrived at his office, took one look at the mountain of paperwork waiting for him, and felt an overwhelming need for a good cup of coffee. He had to admit, his office in Italy was far better equipped than the one in Mexico, but that was the kind of luxury people were used to there. All he had
They left the office together. Marcus opened the passenger door for her, and Valerie froze in surprise. Sitting on the seat was an exquisite bouquet of white flowers, filling the car with the sweet aroma of freesias. She felt a flutter in her stomach, a sensation that spread through her whole body.
Valerie was speechless, her eyes filling with tears as Marcus slid the ring onto the ring finger of her left hand. With her other hand, she covered her mouth, smiling—a mix of emotions she didn’t know how to handle. Her tears were of joy, but also of nostalgia. Her mind was a whirlwind. This man had
Marcus finished his second cup of coffee under Greta’s stunned gaze. While he remained calm, she was visibly nervous. Mr. Palmer looked genuinely upset—very upset."Alright, Greta. Let’s go," Marcus said, his tone steady and composed."Yes, sir!"The two left his office, Marcus closing the door behi
As soon as Maximus left the hospital room, Peter sank into his thoughts, trying to figure out what to do next. It was clear that his life had completely changed, and Maximus was right—whether he liked it or not, he was a father and a grandfather. And soon, he’d be a father again. There was also a wo
Peter had his eyes closed. His brother was still sitting next to him, curious about what he might be thinking. He didn’t want to pressure him, so he waited for him to speak."What do I do about Celeste?" Peter finally let out, his voice filled with worry."What? What do you mean?" Maximus asked, int
Two weeks had passed, and Peter still showed no interest in speaking to or seeing Maximus or Celeste. The hospital, which had once been filled with family and friends waiting outside his room, was now only visited by Alden—and occasionally, Marcus.Celeste tried to stay calm and positive, but in thi
"But he is right—your mother asked us to take care of your education and finances. We know you don’t want contact with your family, and if you stay in Valentia, you won’t just run into them—you’ll also be at risk from any enemies your grandfather may still have out there.""So you’re saying… I have
"Where the hell am I?" Lucius muttered, waking from his forced sleep."You’re in my house. And you better behave, because I’m not a very patient man. I promised to look after you, but your mother isn’t here anymore, so she won’t know if something happens to you," Anthony Moriarty said, his piercing
And then—"Daddy!"Maurice bolted toward him, his little feet barely touching the ground.After a few steps, Maximus crouched down to scoop up his youngest son, who looked noticeably bigger than the last time he had seen him."My boy, how are you, my love?""Daddy! Daddy! We’re back!""Yes, my boy,
After leaving the hospital, Maximus drove home, the only thing on his mind being the need to have his family together again. Things with Peter hadn’t gone well, but at least this time, he had something to keep him grounded—his family and Diana.Diana hadn’t accompanied him home; she had stayed behin
Throughout their conversation, Alden had asked his father multiple times if he wanted to see Celeste, but Peter refused every time. He even seemed irritated whenever her name was mentioned. However, whenever Alden spoke about his mother, there was a glimmer in Peter’s eyes—something Alden kept to hi
Celeste and Alden exchanged looks. They were the two closest people to Peter, yet neither of them knew how to handle this situation. A Peter who only remembered being in his twenties was something they hadn’t expected."Alden, go in. He’s your father, and I’m sure he’ll be happy to see a copy of him