Heidi would believe he was joking if it hadn't been for the seriousness reflecting in his eyes and the genuine intention in his tone. Yet again, Steve had proved to her how selfless he could be.But could she let him take responsibility for a child that wasn't even his? “I'll think about it.”With those words uttered hesitantly, she turned around and left, as her flight was being called.Steve's gaze lingered on her back until her figure faded into the distance.In his eyes was a conflicted look as he remained in the same spot for a while.His phone rang and he brought it out. Seeing the person calling, he contemplated whether to answer the call or not.“What is it?”“Oh, Steve Anderson… I thought you were never gonna answer the phone.” Tracy's silky voice sounded.“What do you want?” Steve frowned.“Have you forgotten about our deal? It seems you're not so serious about Heidi, that's why you stopped keeping in touch.”“I'm hanging up-”“No, wait!” Tracy quickly stopped him. “There'
Tracy's mother looked bothered, hearing her daughter's lament.“What about Stella?” She sat beside her. “Stella's your friend and Blake Harrison listens to her. She will definitely help you out.”“Why would Stella help me when she wants me to abort the baby?”“Wait- what?”“That's right.” Tracy's eyes turned cold. “You know I love Lucas, but Stella wants us to kill him! And to prove my loyalty, I must abort this baby.”Mrs. Carlson was beyond shocked before her expression mirrored that of her daughter who had on a murderous look.“Compared to what Stella will give you, being the future Mrs. Harrison will surpass those benefits. You will rule the Harrisons Empire beside Lucas Harrison. Isn't that the same position Stella is vying for?”“Stella doesn't know whom she's dealing with.” Tracy rose to her feet, caressing her stomach. “She thinks my baby is trash when it's the most precious thing to me. If it isn't for this baby, will Lucas Harrison even look at me again?”“What are you going
“Right away, Mr. Harrison!”Greatly overjoyed, Amanda left the office, excited.She started making phone calls immediately, anxiously putting things together on her desk.Imagining the tough upcoming battle between the AG Group and the GK Group, her spirit returned, realizing that Lucas Harrison would never cower from a fight.Meanwhile, in the President's Office.Lucas went to his desk and brought out the mediation certificate from the drawer, his heart racing with anticipation.His signature was already there.The only signature that remained was Heidi's.Mystic Island.In no time, he would be able to take her back. Not even Heidi could resist the offer he had in mind.His happy mood was interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.Brows furrowing with irritation, Lucas glanced at it and picked it up. Seeing the contact display name, his irritation was immediately replaced by a worse expression, knowing whom the phone call must be about.“Have you found him?” He asked the other p
…The Harrisons Mansion was decorated with pink and purple balloons; Guests, who were all females, arrived in their flashy cars.There were scornful gazes, jealous gazes, and gazes full of admiration all directed toward Stella, the center of attention.She sat on a king-size chair, dressed elegantly, her haughty gaze assessing everyone in the room.“Stella Harrison! How lucky she is!”“After so many years of being with Blake Harrison, who would have thought that she would someday fall pregnant?”“Is this a coincidence?”“Lucas Harrison's mistress just so happens to be pregnant too.”As the guests spoke among themselves, gossiping and whispering, Tracy walked up to Stella with a glass of wine.“You do know that I can't drink wine, right?” Stella gave her a pointed look.“Oh, Stella…” Tracy smiled. “Of course, it's simple apple juice. I just want to make a toast.”Stella sized her up, looking a bit displeased before taking the juice from her. “Be grateful I'm in a good mood tonight. Tra
Remembering that she'd once sent the voice note to Lucas which he didn't at all believe, Stella began shaking inside. “You- You, so what!? It was your father who wanted to teach Heidi a lesson, not me. Besides, I don't know about any Todd Lewis. Who is he?”As she said each word, she took some steps away, putting some distance from Lucas and praying Blake would arrive soon to save her from his son's wrath.“I'm not here to question you. You will pay for attempting to tarnish Heidi's reputation.”Then he nodded to the bodyguards. Two of them stepped forward and seized Stella in both hands.Stella screamed, “You're framing me, Lucas Harrison! Let me go! I don't know any Todd Lewis! That voice note has long been dead!”“Be quiet. Todd Lewis mentioned your name.”“No!” Stella wanted to continue arguing, but a sharp pain tore through her stomach.Instantly, her expression turned pale and sweat poured down her face.“L- Let me go!” She writhed in pain, wrapping both arms around her stomach
…At Phoenix City's First Hospital.Blake paced back and forth in front of the operating room. Once again, he had dragged Lucas along, demanding more explanation.Lucas's phone kept beeping inside his pocket, but because of the enormity of the situation, he couldn't bring out his phone.As for Tracy, she sat in a corner, biting her fingernails, her eyes fixed on the OR door, her heart pumping with uncertainty.None of the men noticed her nervousness as they were both engrossed in their thoughts.Tracy broke the silence after a while. “Poor Stella, isn't she pitiful? She wanted to reveal the baby's gender today but this had to happen.”It was as if she was speaking to the air. No one glanced in her direction.Tracy let out a sigh. “I hope she's alright. With that amount of blood, I just hope something bad does not happen. Stella's so pitiful-”“Be quiet!” Blake shut her up. “Will you let me think straight?”“Oh, I'm sorry.” Tracy ducked her head. “You don't need to be here.” Lucas sa
…At Mystic Island.Sitting on a lounging chair across the rift, Heidi watched the blue waves silently, the serene feeling enveloping her, a stark contrast to the uneasy feeling inside her.“Ms. Olsen…” Isla sat beside her, swiping through the tablet in her hand. “Mr. Malcom has finally agreed to meet us. His assistant scheduled the meeting to be tomorrow. Isn't it unfair?”Tomorrow?Heidi thought it would take a week or more to convince the owner of the island for a meeting.They'd been there for three days, and not a bit was she worn out.Meeting the owner too soon would be the same as concluding the deal earlier than she'd anticipated.“Why aren't you happy, Ms. Olsen?” Her silence bothered Isla who looked at her with worry in her eyes. “Are you perhaps, homesick?”Heidi chuckled. “Home is the furthest thing in my mind, Isla. You know that.”Isla had on a conflicted look, detecting the meaning behind Heidi's words. “Is it a better idea to stay away from home, Ms. Olsen? Instead of
Steve shielded Heidi, using his body to block the sand from getting to her. Isla and Kate coughed rapidly from the dust.“Who the hell is that!?” Kate yelled, rubbing the sand off her eyes.The car's engine raved and it died down slowly. Whatever scumbag was inside that car was surely there for trouble.Steve let go of Heidi, wiping the dust from her hair. “So it's three nice chicks and a gentleman.” A young man alighted the car, seemingly in his early or mid-twenties. Steve put on a displeased look. “Young Man, you should display some manners while encountering strangers.”“I just drove my car. This Island's mine because it's my Dad's property. Who are you to tell me how to behave?”It turned out it was just a rude kid.Heidi was wrong in thinking he was in his twenties. He must be a teenager, from his appearance and look. “So you are Mr. Malcom's son?”“Yeah, I am!” Said the guy, toning down his harsh tone as the question was directedly from one of the girls. “And let me guess, y