James’ patience was hanging by a thread.“Woman, have you lost your senses?!” His voice echoed through the room, laced with sharp disbelief. “Or are you seeing things that aren’t there? Who the hell is this Master you keep calling me?”James looked at her like some lunatic, what up with her?Matilda’s breath hitched. The moment the words left his mouth, it felt like ice water had been thrown on her.James took a step forward, staring at her as if she were a stranger. “I don’t remember promising you any of those things. What are you even talking about?” His fingers curled into a fist at his side. “Matilda, I swear, if you’ve gone crazy, now is not the time for it.” What does she has do be a bitch when not needed.For a moment, Matilda only stared at him, disoriented. The pounding in her head grew worse. The name had slipped out so easily, so naturally—had she really lost herself that much?James exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. “What happened to my wife? The woman who loved me? Wh
Helena turned to her mother, stunned. Even she’s taking his side?Matilda’s expression was unreadable as she nodded. “Stay off the media. Don’t make things worse.”A hot, bitter rage bubbled inside Helena’s chest.Are they not satisfied with what they’ve done to me these past few weeks?She clenched her fists. “Do you guys even care about me?” Her voice cracked with raw emotion. “Neither of you picked up my calls. You just handed me over to the Russo family, locked me away like I was some prisoner!”James’ eyes darkened, his patience wearing dangerously thin.Matilda’s lips curled in irritation. “Helena—”“And now you want to do it again?!” Helena shrieked, her face twisted in frustration. “You want to control me like some puppet? Just say you hate me and be done with it!”Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.She knew it.Ellen had been right.They didn’t care.They never had.“You’re both horrible!” she spat, her voice cracking as she cursed them both under her
Mitchell stared at her father in disbelief. “Wait… you know Evelyn Altee?”Grandpa Manchester let out a low chuckle, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest of his chair. “Know her? Oh, Mitchell, everyone in my circle knows Evelyn Altee—though most wish they didn’t.”Andrew, who had been silently processing everything, finally spoke up. “What do you mean by that?”Grandpa Manchester leaned forward, his expression darkening. “Evelyn Altee isn’t just some ordinary woman. She was once one of the most cunning and unpredictable players in high society. Some saw her as a tragic figure, others as a ruthless manipulator. But one thing was certain—wherever she went, chaos followed. And I can one forget the woman who made one of the Russo men break away from his family all in the name of love “Mitchell scoffed, crossing her arms. “Well, that explains a lot. Liliana has been through hell because of that woman. She’s been led to believe her mother was dead for years, only to find ou
Before either man could respond, there was a knock at the door. A moment later, the butler stepped in with a polite bow.“Sir, Miss Ana has arrived. She requests an audience with you.”Grandpa Manchester smirked, already anticipating the tension this would stir. “Let her in.”Mitchell turned to him sharply, eyes blazing. “Father, can you stop using Ana to bother your grandson already? He has enough on his plate without you constantly dangling her in front of him like some sort of temptation.”Grandpa Manchester merely raised an eyebrow, clearly unfazed by her outburst.Mitchell pressed on. “Making him look like a cheat to his wife isn’t going to help anyone. The world already believes he’s divorcing Liliana for Ana. Do you have any idea what that could do to her, especially now?”Andrew crossed his arms, nodding in agreement. “She’s right, Father. If you keep pushing Ana into this, you’re only adding fuel to the fire. Liliana is already dealing with the revelation of her true identity
Ana lowered her gaze, her lips trembling as if she were holding back a flood of emotions. For a moment, the room was silent, save for the subtle hitch in her breath. Then, in a voice just above a whisper, she murmured, “I only care because I love him.”Mitchell’s eyes narrowed. Here we go.Ana’s shoulders shook as if she were barely keeping herself together. She lifted a delicate hand to her face, dabbing at her dry eyes as though they were brimming with unshed tears. “I—I never wanted to cause trouble,” she continued, her voice thick with feigned sorrow. “I just… I can’t help how I feel.”She turned to Grandpa Manchester, her gaze pleading. “I know I’m selfish,” she whispered. “I know I shouldn’t feel this way. But if Ray truly loves his wife, then I—” She let out a small, pitiful sob. “I’ll do my best… to fall out of love with him.”Another dramatic sniffle.“I swear,” she choked out. “I’ll let him go. I’ll let my feelings die, even if it breaks me.”With that, she covered her face
Evelyn lifted her chin, refusing to cower under his glare. “I did what I had to do,” she said evenly. “I’m not going to sit around while my daughter is missing.” Ray let out a harsh, disbelieving laugh, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “Unbelievable. Can’t you just stay put and not cause more trouble, mother-in-law?” His voice dripped with sarcasm, but beneath it was pure frustration. “Everything became a damn mess the moment you showed up yesterday morning, and now you want to add more to it?” Evelyn’s expression didn’t waver. “I’m going to them because they’re related to her father,” she stated firmly. “And they can thoroughly help.” Ray’s head snapped toward her, his eyes dark with fury. For a moment, there was only silence, thick with tension. Then, in a low, dangerous voice, he said, “You better be kidding me right now.” Evelyn crossed her arms. “I’m not.” Ray took a step closer, his pulse hammering. “My wife is a part of the Russos?” Evelyn met his stare head-
Lia shrugged, picking up another dumpling. “I don’t know.” She stuffed it into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully before adding, “It’s not like I’m a doctor or something.”Lilly huffed. “It’s already been hours. You do realize Ray is probably shitting his pants out of worry right now, right?”Lia’s lips twitched. “Mmm.” She pointed her chopsticks at David’s unconscious form. “He should be worried about this one, not me.”Lilly groaned. “That’s not how this works, Lia! Kidnapping someone and eating dumplings in the same room like it’s a casual Tuesday is not normal.”Lia snorted. “And being experimented on by a psychopath is?”Before Lilly could retort, a groggy groan cut through the air.Lia paused mid-bite, her gaze snapping toward David. His fingers twitched, his eyelids fluttering open as he struggled to lift his head.Lia chewed slower, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.David’s vision was still blurry, his head pounding. He blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of his surroundings. T
David’s mind raced.Evelyn is alive.How?How the hell did she know that?He had planned to use that revelation when the time was right, to control the narrative. But somehow—somehow—this woman had figured it out first.His jaw clenched.What else does she know?Before he could demand answers, Lia clapped her hands together, startling him.“Enough talking,” she chirped. “Time for some action.”David’s spine stiffened as he immediately moved to press his notification button—or at least, what should have been his failsafe. His way to alert his men that he was in trouble.Except—His fingers met nothing.His pulse spiked.His eyes darted downward—The device was gone.His head snapped up, but before he could mask his shock, Lia smirked, lifting her hand—And dangled the sleek, black device in front of his face.“Ohh,” she cooed mockingly, twirling it between her fingers. “Looking for this?”David’s eyes darkened.She had pickpocketed him.When? How? He hadn’t even felt it.Lia clicked he
Fairy tales didn’t exist. Ray had always known that. And yet, he had let himself believe. Believe that after everything, he could finally have his happy ending. That Lily would come back, that they would put all the chaos behind them and just… be. But four months had passed. Four months, and she was nowhere to be found. And in those four months, she had caused more destruction than she probably even realized. The Anderson family was gone. The Manchester family had been silenced. The power structures that once dictated everything had crumbled beneath the weight of her actions. And yet, the world had gone eerily quiet. The media barely spoke about it. There were no reports, no scandalous headlines, no outrage. It was as if the universe had conspired to erase all traces of her, making her untouchable. He couldn’t reach her. He couldn’t speak to her. He couldn’t even see her. It was hell. And the worst part? It was starting to feel like the version of hell he had
The silence stretched between them.Lilly and Jerry—two people who had seen death, caused death, lived among death—now sat here, unable to make sense of the one loss that actually hurt.Lilly swallowed the lump in her throat.“I thought I could tell you that time would heal this. That one day, you’d wake up, and the pain would be gone.”Jerry gave her a hollow stare, waiting for her to continue.“But that would be a lie.”Her voice broke slightly, but she pushed through.“The truth is… you won’t wake up one day and magically feel okay. You’ll carry this pain with you. Every damn day.”Jerry’s jaw clenched. He knew that already, he knows deep down he will never get over losing his love right before it could even blossom.Lilly reached out and placed a hand over his.“But you’ll learn to live with it,” she whispered. “Because that’s what Chloe would have wanted. She didn’t fight this hard, endure this much, just for either of us to fall apart when she’s gone.”Jerry let out a ragged bre
Ray stared at her, his heart pounding in his chest.“One… m-m-month?” His voice cracked. “That’s too much, wifey.”His grip on her hands tightened, as if afraid that if he let go, she would disappear before his eyes.Lilly’s lips trembled, but she held her ground.“At least this way, you won’t be married to a woman who is mentally unstable, Ray,” she said softly. “And worse—a woman who shares her new body with her dead twin’s split personality.”Ray’s body stiffened.“Split what?” His brows furrowed, convinced he had misheard.Lilly sighed, wiping the stray tear that escaped her eye. “I’m sure you’ve already guessed it, Ray. You’ve seen it. You’ve felt it. Lia and I… we aren’t just one person. And I need to do this—for myself, for you, and for our baby.”Her voice wavered.“I need to be able to give you the same love you’ve given me. To birth our baby in a safe place. Please, Ray… please.” She squeezed his hands, her tears falling freely now.Ray felt something twist in his chest.Lil
The room felt unbearably heavy.Jerry sat still, his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands.And then, without warning—A sob tore through him.“Haaaaaa~~~” he yelled out. For the first time in life he felt like someone was trying to zap life out of him.The kind that clawed out from the depths of his soul, ripping past the walls he had spent years building.Tears streamed down his face. He didn’t even bother to wipe them.This wasn’t grief.This was devastation.This was an unbelievable moment, it was only aFew days ago that he realized the extend of his live for Chloe and now she dead.Dead just like that.This was the feeling of watching the one person who made life feel like more than just blood and war—slip through his fingers.He had lost Chloe.And now, what was left of him?Nothing.Nothing but this unbearable silence, this emptiness that no amount of vengeance could ever fill.He clenched his fists.He had always thought himself untouchable, someone who laughed in the fa
The room was too quiet.The kind of silence that made the air feel heavier, pressing against their chests like an unbearable weight.Lilly sat frozen, her eyes staring into nothing.She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t speaking.She just sat there, lost in the void.Ray was right behind her, not touching, not speaking just there.Because what could he say? What could he do?There were no words for grief like this. No bandage for wounds that cut this deep.On the other side of the room, Jerry knelt beside Chloe’s bed, his hands gripping hers with a desperation that made his knuckles turn white.His lips moved, whispering something under his breath.A prayer.Jerry Manchester the man who had never feared death, who had laughed in the face of danger—was now begging.To a God he didn’t even believe in.“Please—”His voice cracked, his fingers tightening around Chloe’s.“Please, don’t take her.”Tears burned at the corners of his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.He didn’t cry. Not Jerry Man
The scent of iron was thick in the air.Lilly’s eyes, cold and unyielding, swept across the men standing by. Their hesitation irritated her.“What the hell are you all waiting for?” Her voice cracked through the tense silence, sharp as a whip.The men snapped to attention.“Get him out of there. Now.”She didn’t need to say it twice.Two men rushed forward, reaching into the trunk and dragging David Deluca’s battered body out. His weight was dead, limp, his blood smearing against their gloves.“Take him to Damon.”Her tone left no room for argument.The men moved swiftly, disappearing into the building with their barely breathing cargo.Lilly stood still, her breathing measured, her fingers clenched so tightly her nails bit into her palms.She should feel satisfaction.But for some reason—She didn’t.Inside, the air was suffocating.The rhythmic beeping of the life support machine filled the room—until suddenly, the sound changed.The sharp, rapid BEEP—BEEP—BEEP sliced through the ai
Lilly inhaled sharply.Ray cursed under his breath.Jerry looked up, his expression wild, desperate. “We need to stop the bleeding!”But his hands were unsteady, his mind a mess.Lilly took over.“Move,” she ordered, her voice firm.Jerry hesitated, unwilling to let go, but Ray grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back.“Let her work.”Lilly worked fast, grabbing supplies from the medical kit. She cut away the fabric around the wound, assessing the damage. The bullet hadn’t passed through it was lodged inside.“Shit.”With gloved hands, she cleaned around the wound, applying pressure to slow the bleeding. Her movements were steady, precise years of training kicking in.Jerry could barely breathe.“Is she going to be okay?” His voice cracked.Lilly didn’t answer immediately. She grabbed a hemostatic gauze and pressed it firmly against the wound.“This will slow it down until Damon gets here,” she murmured.Ray kept his focus on Jerry, who looked like a man on the verge of breaking.“She’l
The shockwave rattled the car, and Chloe instinctively ducked.“What the fuck—?!” Jerry shouted, glancing at the rearview mirror.One of the enemy vehicles was now a burning wreck.And behind it—The Alpha Team had arrived.Meanwhile, in the Shooter’s Car…Matt watched in horror as one of their vehicles went up in flames.He gritted his teeth, his fingers digging into the seat.“Stop shooting!” he roared.His men hesitated, confused.But one look at Matt’s expression—twisted with fury and frustration—was enough to make them obey.Clark, sitting beside him, turned with a scowl.“Boss, I thought you said they wouldn’t have backup until we reached the city.”Matt’s jaw clenched. His hands balled into fists.“Well, are you fucking blind?” he snapped. “Or just too dumb to realize we’re already in the city?”Clark stiffened.“They own this place,” Matt muttered, his voice low and furious. “This is their fucking territory.”Clark exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face.“Then why the h
Jerry’s hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles turning white. His mind was spinning, Chloe’s words echoing in his head.“You never miss a chance to make me feel like an object.”“But guess what, Jerry? I’m not an object.”His jaw clenched.“When have I ever treated you like an object?” he asked, his voice unusually quiet—almost confused.Chloe scoffed, rolling her eyes.Jerry, however, wasn’t done.His mind raced, trying to piece together where the hell he had gone wrong. Is that why she won’t give me a chance? Does she really think I see her that way?For the first time in his life, Jerry Mancini found himself questioning his own actions.And in doing so—He completely forgot they were being followed.A loud bang erupted behind them, and the car jolted violently to the side.Chloe snapped her head around, eyes widening as she saw the dark SUV gaining on them, its headlights like glowing eyes in the night.“Jerry, focus!” she shouted.Jerry’s head whipped back toward t