Lia was terrified to the point of trembling. Her demeanor had completely changed from when she first stepped foot in the hospital. Her face was ghastly pale, and her eyes were wide from the fear that gripped her heart. She stared at Zach as if he were the Grim Reaper that was about to take her life. "Uncle Zach, I didn't do anything," she lied.His piercing eyes shot to hers as he asked, "Who sent you here?""No one. I was just passing by…" Lia was on the verge of tears. "Lia, do you take me for a fool? Whose hair samples were those?" Zach demanded. "I'm giving you one chance to speak the truth. I'll make you regret it terribly if you don't spit it out now.""I confess!" Lia finally gave in. "They were Chelsey's and Grandma's!" Zach sniggered. "You think you're smart, huh, Lia? The world would be a better place if fewer people like you were in it!" He kicked Lia out of the car, and she landed on the road. The rough surface of asphalt cut her palms and knees, ma
This time, the situation was different, for it was life or death. Chelsey just hoped that he'd come back in one piece. "Uncle Fred, please hand this agreement over to Lucas. I won't sign it. I don't want his shares," said Chelsey before thanking him. Then, she stood up and headed upstairs immediately, scared that Fred would see her tears if she stayed a second longer. Chelsey thought she was strong enough to bear it, but the tears threatened to fall. She felt her heart racing as she placed a hand on her chest. It was palpitating like crazy for Lucas. When she returned to her room, she lifted Cole into the air. His chubby face lit up her day a little, and she wiped away her tears. Forcing herself to smile, she said, "Collie, are you missing daddy? Daddy will surely come back to pick us up. We'll wait for him together." Cole seemed to understand what she was saying because he started giggling. The longer Chelsey stared at him, the cuter she thought he was, and the more sh
"Lia, stop overthinking," Dianne warned. "There's nothing going on between Chelsey and Zach. You've been overthinking." Sensing Dianne's annoyance, Lia shut up. All she could do for now was wait for the DNA test results. If Chelsey truly wasn't part of the Jenson family, Lia could reveal the truth and be rid of her once and for all. She figured that there was no point in rushing it."I must've been overthinking," Lia conceded, still pouting. Dianne's face turned grave as she said, "Lia, you can't simply say something like this in the future. Do you understand?" "I understand, Grandma." Lia lowered her eyes in feigned submission. In her heart, she cursed Chelsey profusely. …After arriving at Jenton City, Lucas brought Bianca to a manor in the suburbs. She sensed danger the moment they stepped foot into the manor. With an unreadable expression, she followed Lucas from behind. As they walked through the long hallway, the perilous feeling became even more intense. In
Lucas didn't approach Bianca. He simply told her, "Remove all the throwing knives hidden in your sleeves."Bianca's expression shifted. She'd been waiting for him to get close enough to her so she could attack him with her throwing knives. She thought it was a shame that he knew about the knives. Her plan was now thwarted.Through gritted teeth, she tossed the throwing knives away. They were specially forged to make them light and thin. That way, only she would be aware of the concealed weapons tucked within her sleeves. However, Lucas knew about them.This was the first time Bianca felt she was being played for a fool. She'd never expected Lucas to be as vigilant as in the rumors she'd heard. She even thought that taking his life would be a piece of cake. Unfortunately for her, she never got the chance to kill him despite staying by his side for so long. Now, she was going to be killed by him instead. Bianca didn't even know when he started preparing this room to captur
Lucas' heart sank at the sound of that voice. Micah, Jace, and Lucas quickly stood in a defensive position with their backs against each other's. In the blink of an eye, countless heavily armed men rushed forth to surround the three of them. The only noise in the uncannily silent building was the sound of heavy breathing. A masked man appeared amidst the crowd.Smiling gleefully, he said, "Thunder, today will be the day you meet your demise. What do you think of this grave? I picked this place specially for you. Are you happy with it?" Instead of panicking, Lucas remained calm and said, "I knew it. You didn't die. How can I accept this when you've dug your own grave?""Stubborn, huh?" Draco spat. "Men, finish him off! Let us avenge our fallen brothers!" Under Draco's command, his henchmen aimed their weapons at Lucas, Micah, and Jace, then started firing. The trio dodged the attacks as they fired back at Draco's henchmen. They wore night vision goggles, which helped the
"Where is Lucas?" Chelsey asked, her anxiety seeping through her voice. She didn't care if she woke Mark up from his slumber. Mark scratched his head, puzzled. "Mr. Yates should be at home. I was on leave since yesterday." "Mark, I need you to do something for me," Chelsey told him. "Go to Lucas' house. Give me a call when you see him there. Please, go and find him. Now."Chelsey wasn't sure if it was because she kept thinking about Lucas during the day that brought about her dream of him that night.The dream seemed so real that it made her panic. She'd never had this kind of feeling before. "Okay, I'll head over to his place right away," Mark immediately agreed to her request. "I'll call you when I arrive." "Thank you so much!""No problem! Talk to you later." "Bye!" Chelsey couldn't sleep even after hanging up. She knew Mark wouldn't call her back anytime soon, yet she couldn't bring herself to put down her phone. She walked to the window and noticed that it
Chelsey and Fred took the earliest flight to Jenton City. Before they departed, she remembered to call Mark to check if he'd managed to find Lucas' location. However, Mark was unsuccessful.An image of someone abruptly appeared in Chelsey's mind.She thought of Micah.She quickly called Jason to send her Micah's number. When she called him, his phone was also turned off. She was certain it wasn't a coincidence that Lucas' and Micah's phones were turned off. Moreover, Micah wouldn't turn off his phone for no reason due to his job. Before Chelsey turned off her phone, she texted Mark again. "Find out where Micah is. He should be with Lucas in the same location."Mark replied, "Got it." After turning off her phone, Chelsey furrowed her brows and sank into her thoughts as she sat in her first-class seat. "Don't worry, Chels." Fred tried to reassure her. "Lucas is a lucky fellow. Nothing would happen to him."Chelsey forced a bitter smile. "Thanks, Uncle Fred." F
An hour later, Lucas was pushed out of the operating theater. The surgery lasted for seven hours. Lucas lay on the bed in a ward with tubes inserted into both his mouth and nose. Chelsey's heart broke for him. "Lucas, open your eyes and look at me, will you?" she sobbed. "Wake up. Get well soon… Get up and look at me." She gripped his hand tightly as she called out his name repeatedly. Everything else was insignificant in the face of death. She couldn't bother with anything else as long as Lucas was healthy and alive. She didn't mind if he lost a limb, his vision, or his mind now. She was willing to assume the role of a caretaker to attend to him, even if it meant for the rest of her life.Chelsey kept watch by the bed. Her eyes were trained on Lucas the entire time. In addition to the wound on his chest, many other physical injuries were also visible to Chelsey. His body was almost entirely covered with bandages. She took out a Q-tip, immersed its tip in water, and