Knife's face darkened. "Newman, what do you mean by this?"Newman grinned broadly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Boss, I’m really sorry, but I'm more interested in beauty than in power. I don’t want to follow you anymore. Today, I'm leaving the gang."Knife sprang up from the sofa, his face contorted with rage. "You’ve got the guts to say that again!"Newman stood firm, undeterred. "I’ll say it as many times as you want. I'm leaving the gang! I won’t stay any longer.""For a woman?" Knife looked at Newman in disbelief, his eyes filled with a mixture of regret and sorrow. This was his brother in life and death, now ready to walk away for a woman."So what? Boss, we’re just thugs. It’s not easy to find a woman I like. Besides, I’m willing to take care of her. I don’t mind her past. That’s it."As Newman turned to leave, Knife shouted, "Stop right there!"Newman paused. "What? You won’t let me go today?"Knife was furious. "You want to leave for a woman, fine! If you really like her
“It means everything that happened with the gang recently was orchestrated by Newman and me. How’s that? Perfectly executed, wasn’t it? You didn’t see through it at all, did you?” Odelia interjected, her words leaving Knife dumbfounded.“What are you saying? Explain yourself clearly!”Odelia sneered, “What’s wrong? You’re here now, do you still look down on me? You’re just a simple-minded thug with brute strength. Look at you. If we hadn’t told you, you might never have known how you lost your gang.”Knife's eyes widened, bloodshot. “Newman, Newman! I don’t believe her. Tell me, what’s going on?”Newman chuckled coldly. “Boss, even now you’re trying to act superior. Didn’t Odelia already tell you? Everything that happened to the gang was our plan. Don’t ask me why. If you can’t figure that out, you’re better off dead than wasting space in prison.”Knife collapsed into his chair, unable to comprehend, tears streaming down his face. He had invited a wolf into the fold! Everything was de
Solomon paused, looking sympathetically at the couple. “But she didn’t stop there. She then collaborated with another gang leader she had seduced, forming a new gang called the Dragon Gang.”After his introduction, Solomon added, “By the way, the five key leaders of the Dragon Gang are all Odelia’s lovers, and she has become the gang’s big sister and strategist.”Even the well-informed Old Mr. Hiram was left speechless.Such a woman was indeed formidable, and to make her an enemy would be a significant problem!Odgen and Nydia were stunned. The daughter-in-law they had thought to be gentle and graceful was actually so cunning, and her current actions were deeply unsettling.The couple exchanged a grave look, realizing the severity of the situation. Solomon continued, “Uncle, Auntie, I don’t know the specifics of your grudge with Odelia, but one thing is certain: she’s not someone to be trifled with. Be very careful!”Odgen nodded solemnly, while Nydia grew increasingly anxious.They r
Nydia felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness."Is anyone there?" she hesitated, calling out, but there was no response.Time crawled by, each minute feeling like an eternity. Nydia wanted to scream, but she could only swallow her fear, unable to give it voice.Nydia was being held in an abandoned warehouse, where cameras captured her helplessness and fear, transmitting it to a nearby room. In that room, Odelia sat in front of a screen, casually watching Nydia’s torment.Several of Odelia’s henchmen stood behind her, puzzled. “Big sister, what’s so interesting about this old woman? We’ve already kidnapped her. Why not just call for ransom?”Odelia sneered. “This woman has always acted high and mighty. Now that she’s finally in my hands, how can I let her off so easily? Let her stew for a few hours. When the Halsey family starts to panic, we’ll discuss terms.”A cold, decisive light flashed in Odelia’s eyes as she smirked. After a moment, she
"Spit! Don't talk to me about money. Do you think a few bucks can buy everything?" Odelia's eyes were filled with hatred.Nydia looked into her eyes, frightened by the coldness and hatred she saw there."What... what do you really want to do?" she asked.Odelia sneered, "A debt must be repaid, a life for a life! Nydia, you killed my child. It's only fair that you pay with your life, don't you think?"Odelia's voice dropped to a menacing whisper, sending shivers down Nydia's spine. Terrified, Nydia raised her voice, "No! You can't kill me! Besides, that was just an embryo, it wasn't even a child!"Odelia looked at Nydia with cold eyes, seemingly savoring her fear. "Don't worry, I won't kill you now, for old times' sake. But since you owe me a life, shouldn't someone else pay it?"Feigning seriousness, Odelia mused aloud, "Since your son cares so much about Lydia, why not trade her for you?"With that, Odelia picked up a knife and patted Nydia's face with it. Nydia was terrified. This w
"Did you see the photos?""Odelia, what do you want?""Lambert, I used to have a good impression of you. You're handsome, capable, and of high status. If you had chosen me, I would have led a stable life. But you were blind, rejecting a great woman like me for that idiot Lydia. And your mother went further, not only killing my child but also making it impossible for me to become a mother again. Don't you think your family owes me?""So this is revenge?" Lambert asked calmly, his tone steady. "Odelia, I think you need to see a psychologist.""Stop the nonsense! I'm asking you a simple question. Do you want to save your mother or not?"Lambert's pupils contracted slightly, his palms sweating. Despite his outward composure, his heart was racing. Seeing his usually dignified mother being humiliated stirred an indescribable pain within him. After a long pause, Lambert adjusted his emotions and asked, "What do you want?""My demands are simple: a
"I’m not that stupid!" Lambert hung up the phone decisively. Westside warehouse, huh?Lambert indeed wasn't going to call the police, but that didn't mean he couldn't seek help. He made several calls to his friends.Families like theirs typically employed bodyguards, and he intended to use them.Not knowing the exact situation, these bodyguards needed to be prepared and discreet to avoid alerting the enemy.After making the necessary arrangements, Lambert drove towards the Westside warehouse.The Westside warehouse was a cluster of abandoned warehouses on the outskirts of the city, an area notorious for its poor security and a haven for delinquents, even beyond the reach of the police.Odelia’s choice of this location was strategic; unless she exposed herself, it would be hard for anyone to find her.By the time Lambert arrived, it was completely dark.The area was teeming with idlers dressed in bizarre outfits, som
"What will it take for you to release my mother?" Lambert’s tone was somewhat harsh, which made Odelia laugh. He was anxious, which was good for her."Why don’t you beg me? Maybe if you beg, it will work." Odelia suggested, her eyes twinkling mischievously.Lambert remained silent, prompting Odelia to continue, "But begging alone isn’t enough to show your sincerity. How about you kneel and beg? Maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll let Nydia go."Nydia's eyes widened with hatred as she glared at Odelia. How dare this woman...Odelia noticed Nydia’s gaze and her expression turned cold. "What are you looking at? Look again and I’ll gouge your eyes out!" She quickly corrected herself, "No, I can’t do that yet. You need to see your son willingly kneel before me."Odelia’s eyes then settled on Lambert. Would this god-like man kneel for his mother? She was oddly excited to find out.With a loud thu
Since the disastrous end to the previous banquet, Lambert had resigned from his role as the head of Universal Conglomerate. Left with no other choice, Odgen had to step in personally to manage the company. But after so many years away, he found it difficult to command respect from the senior executives, most of whom Lambert had appointed. They weren't openly against Odgen, but their support was lukewarm, lacking the dedication they had shown Lambert.Moreover, Odgen's business acumen and skill in handling people didn't come close to Lambert's, causing a slow drift among the staff. Coupled with the recent financial turbulence affecting a significant portion of the company's assets, Universal Conglomerate was suddenly facing a serious liquidity crisis.Odgen had initially sought Lambert out for help, but he was informed that his son had been absent for over six months, reportedly off chasing his ex-wife. The news only deepened Odgen's frustration. Lambert's ex-wife was Lydia, and despit
Lydia couldn't shake a vague sense of melancholy, especially whenever she saw families of three dining together, strolling hand-in-hand, or playing in the park. Lambert's presence lingered in her mind; his every smile, every expression was etched clearly in her heart.It was only now that Lydia realized just how irreplaceable he had become. Lambert had cared for her meticulously, ensuring she always had a glass of water at just the right temperature or a delicious meal whenever she felt hungry. Whenever she felt tired or sleepy, he was there with his warm, gentle hands, ready to take care of everything.Unknowingly, he had become an inseparable part of her life, like air or clear water—unremarkable but indispensable.Lydia bit her lip, suddenly overcome with a longing to hear Lambert's voice. Almost instinctively, she took out her phone and dialed his number.At that moment, Lambert was in the middle of a meeting with the SA branch team. He had rushed to Nova City and gathered the com
Lydia, half-asleep, leaned into Lambert's embrace, finding a comfortable spot before drifting off completely. All her guardedness and sharpness faded away, leaving her looking as peaceful and innocent as a child. Lambert's gaze softened as he carefully carried her to the bedroom, gently lying down with her still in his arms.Lambert watched Lydia with fascination, his fingers tenderly brushing stray hairs from her forehead. He placed a gentle kiss on her brow, his eyes filled with warmth. The atmosphere in the room was peaceful, and Lambert continued to gaze at her, content just to be by her side, even if she hadn't forgiven him yet.As Lydia was in the late stages of her pregnancy, the baby inside her had become more active, often disturbing her sleep. Yet, lying in Lambert's arms, she felt an inexplicable sense of security. When she stirred uncomfortably in her sleep, Lambert immediately reached over to rub her lower back. Noticing their baby's restlessness, he softly placed his han
Lydia looked at the foot basin, her cheeks reddening slightly. This had become a routine for Lambert, who had read somewhere that foot soaks and massages could ease swelling for pregnant women. So, he made it his mission to prepare a foot bath for her every day at the same time.At first, Lydia was quite resistant, but with Lambert's persistence and Wythe's innocent pleas, she eventually gave in.Now, Lambert was crouched down, without concern for his appearance, gently removing her shoes. Seeing Lydia's noticeably swollen feet filled him with worry. Was this foot bath helping at all? Why was her swelling still so bad?It was Lambert's first time caring for a pregnant woman. He had heard of all the challenges women face during pregnancy, but witnessing it firsthand, especially with someone he loved deeply, stirred a strong, indescribable tenderness within him. He felt an overwhelming desire to protect Lydia from any pain, to the point of wishing he could bear it all himself.Lambert c
The next morning, when Wythe woke up, he found his mother looking at him with gentle eyes. Unable to resist, he leaned in and kissed Lydia, then nuzzled against her shoulder, seeking comfort.Lydia felt a warm flutter in her heart; her child had missed her. A wave of guilt washed over her as she stroked Wythe's little head. "Wythe, I'm sorry for not saying anything before and leaving you behind."Wythe, despite his previous frustration, had come to understand that his mother had no choice. "It's okay, Mom. I've grown up and can understand your decisions. Just promise that wherever you go, you'll take me with you.""Of course!"As they chatted warmly in the living room, Lambert stood in the kitchen, facing a daunting array of ingredients. He had done some research beforehand and learned that pregnant women needed balanced nutrition, preferably from home-cooked meals, since who knew about the hygiene of outside food?Determined to prepare a meal for Lydia, Lambert decided to cook. After
Once Lydia calmed down, she realized Lambert had already come in. Given Wythe's presence, it was obviously unrealistic to ask him to leave.Seizing the moment, Wythe turned to Lydia and said, "Mom, can I stay with you tonight?"Lydia nodded without hesitation. "Of course you can! Where else would you stay?"As she spoke, she shot a glance at Lambert, her eyes clearly indicating that she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. He was just too much to deal with.Unfortunately, Lambert didn't take the hint and instead asked, "Lydia, you only have a small bed here. Wythe won't fit; I think he should stay at my place."Although it was just next door, Lambert's place was vastly different—a spacious two-hundred-square-meter apartment with three bedrooms and two living areas, while Lydia's was only about ninety. As soon as he moved in, Lambert had redecorated one of the rooms specifically for Lydia.Before Lydia could respond, Wythe looked at
No matter how upset Lydia felt, Lambert followed her like a shadow. However, he managed to avoid any more foolish actions after their earlier confrontation, even going so far as to apologize.He was humble, hoping to cheer her up, but she remained as cold as ice, leaving him in despair."Dad, I've arrived at Y City Airport! Come pick me up!"When Lambert received Wythe's call, he felt like a savior had arrived. Ever since their argument over Lydia's job, she hadn't spoken to him at all. Initially, she wouldn't let him in, and now she didn't even open the door. If she saw it was him through the peephole, she would resolutely stay inside!With that attitude, even Lambert's best efforts were useless.Wythe's arrival was the perfect catalyst to break the deadlock. Delighted, Lambert headed straight to the airport after dropping off Lydia's meal, as usual.Meanwhile, Lydia was fuming at the sight of meals consistently hanging on her door. She cou
Lambert presented himself as refined, but his underlying dominance was unmistakable. "That's not the case, Principal. I'm just worried about Lydia's health. She's pregnant, and she's caring for a class full of four- and five-year-olds. If something were to happen, it could be very dangerous for her."The principal furrowed her brow, eyeing him curiously. His concern seemed more like that of a family member than a parent. "While your point is valid, we've already considered this. Surely, you wouldn't expect her to be dismissed? After all, maternity leave is an option now...""Maternity leave is limited," Lambert replied firmly. "Besides, you must know that Lydia can't stay here forever."The principal felt uneasy. Lambert's demeanor and attire suggested he was no ordinary individual; why would he want his family working in such a small place? Something felt off."On what grounds are you so sure?" she asked.Lambert responded with unwavering confiden
Meanwhile, Lydia was feeling quite emotional in her room. The impact of seeing Lambert, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, was overwhelming. He had lost quite a bit of weight, and from his words, it seemed he had been eager to find her ever since he left.It would be a lie to say she wasn't touched; he truly cared about her. She had always held onto him in her heart and never let go. However, the idea of going back because of this was unlikely; after all, she was a stubborn person, and once she made a decision, it wasn't easy to change her mind.Lydia hoped that Lambert would take the hint and leave soon so her life could return to normal. Otherwise, her heart would be in turmoil!As Lambert, whom Lydia hoped would leave, was knocking on the door next door, an elderly man in his sixties opened it, eyeing Lambert suspiciously.Lambert straightened his clothes and spoke with a gentle tone, "Hello, I'm Lambert. The thing is..."Lydia, completely obl