Madame Agnes discerned the reason why Charlie Sr. had barged into her mansion. He must have suspected her to be the culprit behind the fire outbreak. 'Has my grandson become so senseless? He didn't even bother investigating before rushing over here,' Madame Agnes thought in dismay. She was dismayed to realize that her grandson hadn't even attempted to investigate before confronting her. "You should return to wherever you came from, Charlie," Madame Agnes said coldly, turning around and walking away. Charlie Sr. called out to his mother with clenched fists, but one of Madame Agnes' underliners stepped forward to explain that she was not responsible for the incident at Margret Owen's home. Charlie Sr. felt his face fall as he realized he had acted foolishly. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Please convey my apologies to my grandmother," before leaving the mansion. He continued to ponder who could have caused the fire. As he hopped into his car, he muttered his ex-wife Chloe's
Charlie Sr.'s fists clenched tightly, emitting a cracking sound as his cold gaze locked onto Hill. "Where is my wife?" he demanded in a deep, unwavering voice. Hill snorted derisively. "Even in the face of death, all you care about is Margret? Do you really think I don't have the guts to kill you?" "I don't care. Where is she?" Charlie Sr. snapped, taking a step closer to Hill. Hill's finger twitched on the trigger, and a bullet shattered the asphalt, halting Charlie Sr.'s advance. Frustration etched across his face, Charlie Sr. clenched his fists tightly. "Take one more step, and I'll shoot," Hill threatened before retreating to his car and speeding off. With a rueful sigh, Charlie Sr. got into his own vehicle and drove straight to the police station for help. After exchanging pleasantries with the sheriff, Charlie Sr. settled down to narrate his ordeal. The sheriff approached Charlie Sr. cautiously, curious as to why such a prominent figure had come to the police station. "Ma
Hill gave a swift command, "Fire!" In response, his men opened fire at the gate, causing Charlie Sr. to release his grip and fall onto the ground. Charlie Sr. covered his ears as a barrage of gunshots bombarded the gate. Suddenly, Hill's voice rang out, "Stop! Stop!" The gunfire ceased, and Charlie Sr. stayed on the ground, listening to the sound of the wind howling. As thunder rumbled and lightning flashed in the sky, Charlie Sr. clenched his fist and rose to his feet. The rain began to pour down on him, but he remained standing in the downpour. He walked towards the gate, grabbed the bars, and called out, "Margret!"**** Margret Owen's eyes welled up with tears as she gazed out the rain-streaked window. Charlie Sr. was still out there, searching for her. Determined to escape, she quickly fashioned a makeshift rope out of the room's curtains. Despite the raging storm outside, she tied one end to a heavy wardrobe and lowered herself out the window. As she descended, lightning flas
After they both fell asleep, Margaret Owen woke up the following day to find Charlie Sr. still in bed, his face pale. Concerned, she placed her palm on his forehead and noticed he was burning up. "You have a fever," she said to him. "I'm fine," Charlie Sr. replied in a hoarse voice. Margaret knew he wouldn't admit to feeling ill, so she called a doctor and fetched a bowl of water. With clean clothes, she began wiping his body with the cold water-soaked cloth. "I've called a doctor," she told him seriously. Charlie Sr. opened his heavy eyelids and said, "Thanks, Margaret, but it's just a fever. I'll be alright." Margaret shook her head and insisted, "You're not alright, Charlie. As your wife, I have to take care of you." Charlie Sr. stopped complaining abruptly when there was a knock at the door. Margaret got up and walked over to answer it, revealing a man in his late thirties on the other side."Please come in, Doctor Mill," Margret Owen welcomed the doctor as she opened the do
Charlie Sr. listened with bewilderment as Hill spoke. The words seemed to fly over his head, leaving him feeling lost and confused. Seeking some form of reassurance, he turned to Margret Owen, only to see that her face had paled and she appeared to be frightened. Frustration welled up within him, causing him to clench his fists tightly. Hill spoke to Margret with a confident tone, suggesting that she had a choice to make. "Margret, the decision is yours. If you divorce Charlie Sr., I promise not to reveal Celestine's identity to anyone," he said, gesturing towards Charlie Sr. Margret held onto Charlie Sr.'s arm and shook her head in disbelief. "I don't believe you, Hill. You're lying," she retorted, feeling overwhelmed by the situation. Hill laughed, as if he had anticipated her response. With a calm expression on his face, he reminded her of her humble beginnings. "Don't forget how you rose to fame, Margret. You were just a secretary before you joined Star Entertainment, a struggli
Charlie Sr. withdrew his arm with a scowl as Ben snorted in derision. "What brings you here, Charlie?" Ben asked, his tone cold. Despite his annoyance, Charlie Sr. spoke in a deep voice, "Ben, I am interested in working for your company." Ben burst out laughing, his mocking tone cutting through the air. Charlie Sr.'s scowl deepened, and he regarded Ben with displeasure. "If you want to work for me, it's simple," Ben sneered. "Get down on your knees and bow to me. Maybe I'll let you work as a cleaner." Charlie Sr. gritted his teeth until they creaked, then turned on his heel and strode towards his car. Ben reached out to stop him. "Since you're here, why not stick around?" Ben suggested his hand landing on Charlie Sr.'s shoulder. Charlie Sr. seized Ben's arm and yanked him forward, then slammed his fist into Ben's face. Ben stumbled and fell to the floor. Charlie Sr. turned to leave, heading towards his car. Suddenly, Ben jumped up and shouted, "Stop him! Catch that bastard!" Th
Chloe was suddenly grabbed from behind by a drunken Daniel. Startled and horrified, she let out a loud shriek as the two of them stumbled and fell to the floor. The commotion attracted the attention of some clubbers, who chuckled and laughed at the spectacle. Chloe's bodyguards quickly rushed to her aid, concerned for her safety. "Madam, are you alright?" one of them asked, peering down at her. Frustrated and angry, Chloe glared at them and snapped, "Get him off me, you idiots!" Her bodyguards immediately sprang into action, grabbing hold of Daniel and pulling him away from Chloe. However, before they could take him away, Chloe stopped them and demanded to know where they were taking him. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Where are you taking him?" she demanded, her voice laced with irritation and annoyance. Chloe's bodyguards exchanged confused glances, clearly unable to comprehend her instructions. Chloe, feeling frustrated and exasperated, realized that she couldn't exp
Margret Owen's voice rose in anger as she defended Charlie, "Charlie is not anything like what you said. He is a thousand times better than you!" Charlie Sr. frowned and intervened, "Margret, you shouldn't have hit him," he said in a low voice. Daniel turned away dejectedly, his shoulders slumped and his destination unknown. "I'm leaving now," Charlie Sr. informed Margret Owen before getting into his car and driving away from Jing Entertainment.As he drove through the city, he noticed a large mall and decided to make a stop. While driving, he heard a piece of news that caught his attention: the mall was hiring cashiers and sales representatives. He parked his car and confidently walked into the mall. Two security guards approached him with excitement and greeted him warmly. "Welcome, sir," one of the security guards said, grinning from ear to ear. Charlie Sr. was surprised by the warm reception since he had not experienced such treatment since his downfall. "Good day, can you p
"Stop him!" Chloe commanded her men.Despite his valiant efforts in exchanging blows, Charlie Jr. was unable to force his way through and was kicked back. As Chloe's men continued to charge forward in overwhelming numbers, Charlie Jr. fought his way out of the room, growing increasingly fatigued.However, when Chloe's men grabbed hold of him, Charlie Jr. desperately struggled to break free, his chest rising and falling with exertion. Despite his fierce resistance, the grip on him proved too strong to overcome.Chloe looked at him condescendingly as she sneered, "Junior, amongst your brothers, you are the most foolish; who are you to make me work for you?""Boss, the helicopter has taken off," one of Chloe's underlinings informed her.A huge smile appeared on Chloe's face, and she said with a tone and gesture of generosity, "You may let him since he wants to watch his lover explode."As soon as Charlie Jr. was released, he appeared to lose his mind. He repeatedly muttered Stella's name
Stella's lips twitched at the sight of Celestine's dismissive attitude. She hadn't expected him to treat her like a nuisance. "That's hardly a welcome," she retorted, rolling her eyes.Realizing his mistake, Celestine tried to make amends. "I'm sorry," he said in a calmer tone. "Please, take a seat."Stella nodded and sat down, but Celestine remained silent, unsure of what to say to her.After five minutes of awkward silence, Stella grew impatient. "Are you going to say anything?" she asked.Celestine shook his head. "I don't know what to say," he admitted.Stella's frustration boiled over. "How can you be silent now?" she exclaimed. "You promised to be with me forever. You promised to marry me. And what about our vows in the field that day? Were they all meaningless to you?"As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, and her anger turned to hurt.As soon as Celestine remembered who Stella was, his expression changed dramatically. He hung his head low and apologized, "I am sorry."St
Stella's mom initially thought that Charlie Jr. and Caleb wanting to marry her daughter would be good news. However, her joy turned into despair when she realized that Stella was caught in the middle of three brothers."Follow your heart, Stella," her mother said, shaking her head. "I cannot make any definitive statements about this matter because your partner is someone you will be spending the rest of your life with."Stella furrowed her eyebrows as she contemplated her options, deep in thought.****Charlie Jr. drove aimlessly around the city, his mind in turmoil after leaving the bar. Eventually, he found himself at the field where Stella had taken him before. As he sat alone, he gazed up at the moon, his heart heavy with longing for her."I wish you were here with me, Stella," he murmured, his voice soft. "I know you want me to move on, but I can't. I just can't."After a while, he stood up and made his way back to his car, his thoughts still consumed by his feelings for Stella.
Stella was torn. She knew that if she didn't act, the situation would only get worse, and she couldn't bear the thought of things spiralling out of control. Summoning up her courage, she took a deep breath and spoke firmly."Charlie Jr., I have to be honest with you. I'm in love with someone else, and I don't think I'm the right person for you," she said, her tone serious.Charlie Jr. shook his head and replied, "It doesn't matter who he is. I love you, and I won't stop loving you. My feelings for you won't change."With that, he got up and walked away, leaving Stella to watch his departing figure with a complicated mix of emotions.As Charlie Jr. exited the bar, he spotted Caleb seated atop his car's bonnet, smoking. The two locked gazes, and Caleb extinguished his cigarette before standing up."Why do you persist when she's made it clear?" Caleb asked, his tone frosty."Her rejection doesn't change my feelings or my desire to pursue her," Charlie Jr. retorted, his own tone equally c
Celestine's expression turned grave, and he whispered, "Isn't that considered treason?"Madame Agnes affirmed, "Yes, but that's not our concern right now. Your task is to intercept the mercenaries and safely escort the X country minister to Houston.""When do we depart?" Celestine inquired, turning to Butler Mark."Right away. We need to set up an ambush," Butler Mark replied."I'm ready," Celestine declared, and Butler Mark turned to leave."Wait," Madame Agnes called out to Celestine, causing him to pause. She looked at him with a serious expression. "Your safety is of utmost importance."Celestine smiled reassuringly and answered, "Don't worry, Mother. Nothing will happen to me."Madame Agnes nodded, watching as Celestine followed Butler Mark out of the house.As they left, Madame Agnes felt a sense of unease. She knew those mercenaries were ruthless and willing to sacrifice themselves for little gain."He'll be alright," she murmured, trying to ease her worries.****After finishi
"Tell me about yourself and your brother, Celestine," Stella inquired of Caleb.Caleb let out a sigh, unsure of how to feel about the situation. He couldn't help but wonder if Stella had known the truth all along - that he and Celestine had been acting as one person while he was pursuing her. "Let's find someplace quiet," he suggested to Stella, who nodded in agreement. They left the mansion and got into Caleb's car.Meanwhile, Charlie Jr. stood outside, watching them drive away with a cold expression and clenched fists. He was infuriated by what had just transpired.Caleb drove them into the busy city, eventually pulling over at a peaceful location. They got out of the car and settled down."I'm sorry for deceiving you," Caleb said apologetically, "I know you must have found out everything. I was young and foolish."Stella's heart skipped a beat. She had suspected the truth, but hearing it from Caleb made her realize that she had never truly been in love with him. Instead, her feeli
The atmosphere was tranquil, and the soothing notes of the piano filled the air. All present were entranced by Celestine's performance, and not a single person dared to disrupt the spell he had cast. As he played the final note, the sound faded away, leaving fifteen seconds of absolute silence. The audience remained lost in the music's beauty, not wanting to shatter the enchantment.Suddenly, applause erupted, but no one knew who had started it. It quickly spread, and everyone joined in, clapping with enthusiasm. Stella glanced at Caleb, who was silently berating his luck. How could he compete with Charlie Jr. and Celestine for a woman's affections? The situation was a tragedy.Stella turned to Caleb and asked, "You know how to play, right?" His heart sank as he had used Celestine's musical talents to impress Stella before. Trying to maintain a serious expression, he responded, "Of course."Stella was surprised but pleased to hear this. She hadn't expected Caleb to know how to play th
Celestine paused his flute playing and turned to face the figure before him. He was momentarily stunned by Stella's beauty, feeling as though she was the most exquisite lady he had ever laid eyes upon. The fireflies dancing around her only added to her charm, making her utterly irresistible.Furrowing his eyebrows, Celestine tried to place where he had seen this face before. There was something familiar about it that he couldn't quite grasp.Similarly, Stella stood frozen, her heart racing as she felt a different kind of connection with this person who resembled Caleb but possessed a refined handsomeness that even surpassed that of his brothers. As she gazed at him, she couldn't help but wonder if he was one of the triplets. But why did she feel such a strong and unique attraction towards him? Her thoughts became muddled and chaotic.Celestine furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he looked at the beautiful lady in front of him. "Who are you? Do we know each other?" he asked, feeling
Caleb approached Stella with a happy expression, but she was in a daze as she stared at him. To her surprise, they looked exactly alike. Suddenly, a painful memory came flooding back to her when she met Charlie Jr. at the hospital years ago, and he didn't remember her."Stella, do you still remember me?" Caleb asked eagerly as he approached her.Just then, Charlie Jr. coughed, interrupting them. "Hey bro, this is my wife Stella," he said.Caleb's expression darkened as he looked at Charlie Jr. and then turned back to Stella. "What happened? You promised to wait for me," he said, his tone full of confusion and hurt.Stella's heart trembled as she struggled to understand what was happening. She quickly asked the first question that came to mind. "And what is your name?" she asked Caleb.Caleb furrowed his eyebrows, taken aback by her question. He hesitated for a moment before responding, "It's me, Caleb. Don't you remember me?"Stella's face showed evident shock as she looked back and f