As Stones floored the gas pedal, his car sped towards an attacker. The two vehicles collided, resulting in a deafening explosion. Stones lost control of his car, causing it to spin wildly.Margret Owen had noticed the car racing towards her from her rearview mirror. She had already formulated a plan to avoid it, but she was surprised when someone attempted to help her. She quickly applied the brakes and parked her car, then stepped out to investigate the commotion. A crowd had gathered around the two colliding cars.Margret pushed her way through the crowd and approached the car that had collided with the attacker. To her surprise, the driver who had risked his life to help her was the same man she had seen with Charlie on a previous occasion. She was filled with gratitude and her eyes widened in shock.After a few minutes, an ambulance arrived and took the injured parties away.Margret Owen got into her car and drove back home. As she stepped out of the car, the servants greeted her
After Peter made his statement, the door behind Charlie Sr creaked open, and eighteen menacing-looking men strode into the room.Charlie Sr remained composed as he sneered, "Do you think I would come here unprepared?"Peter had a bad feeling and his face darkened as he asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"Charlie Sr shrugged nonchalantly and replied, "It's nothing."Peter narrowed his eyes, realizing that Charlie Sr was stalling for time after discovering the situation he was in.Peter burst out laughing hysterically before snorting coldly, "If you're counting on someone to rescue you, you're dreaming."Peter turned to his men standing behind Charlie Sr and ordered, "Tie him up."Charlie Sr ripped off his jacket, revealing an explosive device tightly wrapped around his body.Peter's face turned pale, and he frantically yelled, "Don't get too close! Don't touch him!"Upon seeing the explosive device strapped to Charlie Sr's body, Peter's men recoiled in fear and backed away.Peter r
After Charlie Sr had beaten up Peter, he went back to the hospital to check on his son, Charlie Jr. However, when he saw that his son was still in a coma, he got into his car and drove home. Despite the constant activity of the servants moving around the mansion, it felt empty to Charlie Sr. He let out a rueful sigh and went to his favourite spot to smoke and reflect on his life.Suddenly, his phone rang, and he quickly pulled it out of his pocket to answer the call. On the other end of the line, Salvation informed him that he had located where Margret lived and sent the information to his email."Um, thank you," Charlie Sr said, expressing his gratitude before ending the call. He then walked into his bedroom and turned on his laptop, checking his email to find the information Salvation had sent him.As a knock echoed through the door, Charlie Sr beckoned the person to enter.In walked a plump woman, the maid, who announced that his food was ready.Charlie Sr gestured dismissively, "N
Chloe grabbed her handbag and drove away from Peter's mansion, eventually arriving at Charlie Sr.'s home. Upon her arrival, the servants on duty gave her curious looks as she stepped out of her car. Butler Pleb was promptly informed of her presence."Chloe!" Butler Pleb exclaimed in surprise, having been privy to her recent activities."Good afternoon, Butler Pleb. Is my husband at home?" Chloe asked, a smile on her face.Butler Pleb's expression darkened slightly, but he refrained from reprimanding Chloe. "Welcome, Madam Chloe. Unfortunately, Sir Charlie Sr. is not here at the moment. Would you like to wait for him?""Of course," Chloe replied with a grin, before making her way into the living room. She settled onto the luxurious sofa and ordered champagne, sipping it leisurely while occasionally glancing at the wall clock.After a few minutes, footsteps approached the living room. Charlie Sr. entered and his eyes fell on Chloe. His expression darkened."What are you doing here, Chlo
Brenda Owen's eyes widened in shock as she bore the brunt of the beating. She hadn't even done anything wrong. Gritting her teeth, she glared resentfully at Margret Owen."Do you really think I'm the one who uploaded the video? It was Charlie Sr's ex-wife, Chloe, who did it. If you're looking for someone to confront, go after her," Brenda said angrily.Margret frowned, doubtful that Brenda had the means to spread the news so quickly."How did Chloe get the video? Did you send it to her?" Margret asked, her tone overbearing.Brenda shrunk back in fear as she replied, "She forced me to."With the culprit identified, Margret left Brenda alone. By the time she left Owen's mansion, it was already evening.Margret first drove to the company before heading to the hospital to check on Charlie Jr. As she stepped out of her car and made her way towards the hospital entrance, exhaustion weighed heavily on her and she let out a heavy sigh.But before she could even enter the building, a group of
Margret and Charlie Sr stood facing each other. Margret tried to pull her arm away, but Charlie Sr held it tightly. His eyes were fixed on hers as he spoke."Margret, please tell me the truth. Are you rejecting me because of my grandmother?" he asked, holding his breath.Margret's eyes filled with tears as she answered, "What difference does it make? We can't be together."Charlie Sr's eyes narrowed, but he remained resolute. "No matter what, Margret, I won't give up on you," he said firmly.He let go of her hand and turned to walk away. Margret watched him go, feeling a sharp pain in her chest.After leaving the hospital, Charlie Sr drove to his grandmother's mansion and walked inside with purpose."Good evening, Sir Charlie Sr. Are you here to see Madame Agnes?" a servant asked hesitantly.Charlie Sr looked around the grand entrance before replying, "Yes, is she in?"The servant shook her head and said, "I'm afraid Madame Agnes hasn't been here for a few days now."Charlie Sr nodded
Peter's lips curled up into a nonchalant smile as he responded, "There's no need for that. Come with me." He turned around and began walking in the direction where his men had taken Chloe and Margret Owen.As they arrived on the brightly lit roof, the wind whistled through the night. Charlie Sr's voice was cold as he demanded, "Where is she?"Peter grinned wickedly and replied, "There's no need to rush." He gestured towards his men, who brought Chloe and Margret Owen forward with guns trained on them."Charlie, you have a choice to make," Peter said with a smile. "Choose between Chloe or Margret Owen."Charlie Sr looked at Peter with disdain and retorted, "Do you really expect me to choose your wife, Peter?"Chloe's fists clenched, and her face turned pale as Peter's boisterous laughter echoed through the open space. "Chloe, did you hear him? He doesn't care whether you live or not. Is that the man you claim to love? How foolish could you be?" he jeered at her.Suddenly, one of Peter'
Despite the setback, Charlie Sr remained calm. "I understand. Can you at least tell me how my son is doing?"The chief security guard hesitated for a moment before responding. "I don't have that information, sir. But I can assure you that he is in good hands."Charlie Sr expressed his trust in the people responsible for his son's care with a nod. He then turned to Margret and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, saying, "We'll get through this together. Let's go home."Margret nodded, acknowledging that they were on the same page. They got into Charlie Sr's car and drove away.As Charlie Sr arrived at his mansion, he found the gate tightly locked with two armed guards stationed at it. He got out of the car and approached the guards with a frown, not recognizing either of them."Who are you?" he asked, his tone cold and suspicious."Sir Charlie Sr, your grandmother has instructed us to prevent you from entering the mansion," one of the guards replied.Charlie Sr's face fell, and he clen