When Lucas Anderson caught sight of Valentine Anderson's arrival, a smile lit up his face. However, to his surprise, the convoy suddenly stopped, and Valentine Anderson stepped out of one of the cars, his expression impatient as he questioned, "Why are there people at the gate?"One of the security team members promptly responded, "Boss, there is a refugee here who claims he has an appointment with you.""Get rid of him; this isn't a charity center," Valentine Anderson snapped impatiently.From the moment he exited the car and finished his discussion with the security team, he didn't utter a word or even glance in Lucas Anderson's direction.As Valentine Anderson was about to get back into his car, Lucas Anderson called out urgently, "Valentine, brother"Valentine’s reaction was a momentary pause followed by a cold glare. "I am not your brother, don't call me that. My name is Pascal Willow," he said through clenched teeth, his expression dark with anger. With that, he climbed back int
The moment Valentine Anderson caught sight of Margret Willow striding into his office instead of his secretary, his shoulders slumped and he sank back into his chair, a portrait of sheer frustration.Without offering Margret a moment to take a seat, he launched into his impatient inquiry, "Meg, how much longer before we can jet off to Vegas City and make those cheaters pay for what they did to me?"Raising an eyebrow, Margret teased, "Feeling jealous, are you?"Valentine's expression soured at the insinuation. "Jealous? No, I'm furious. After all their attempts to have me killed, now they're playing house like some storybook family."Margret let out a chuckle before probing further, "So, you're over Andrea Singers, then?"Hearing that name made Valentine's face darken further. He spat out his words with disdain, "Meg, can you not repeat that name? It's nauseating and drives me up the wall."Margret raised her hands in a gesture of mock surrender but then her tone turned serious, "List
Upon hearing Tony's question, Andrea lapsed into silence. In reality, she had not yet decided whether to publicly reveal that she had not married Valentine Anderson, but his twin brother Lucas Anderson, a year ago."Andrea, are you in love with Lucas Anderson?" Tony's voice grew louder, tinged with anxiety and paranoia from not getting an immediate response.Caught in a daze by Tony's second question, Andrea struggled to confront her own feelings. Deep down, she sensed her emotions were dangerously tilting towards an admission of love for Lucas.Before Tony could press further, his phone chimed with a notification, and his expression shifted dramatically. He had set that particular tone for alerts regarding imminent threats to the Singers Group.Quickly, Tony pulled his phone from his pocket and scanned the screen. With each word he read, his features darkened.Noticing Tony's grave reaction, Andrea asked, "Tony, what's wrong?"Instead of answering, Tony handed his phone to her withou
After shattering his wine glass on the floor, Valentine Anderson turned to face Margret Willow, who was reclining on the sofa, sipping from her own glass with an air of calm. “I can’t wait any longer, let’s head to Vegas City,” he declared.Margret, still leisurely enjoying her wine, replied, “Don’t rush. What if Andrea's press conference was just a ploy to lure you out?”Valentine clenched his fists, his expression darkening with impatience. “I don’t care. If you’re not coming with me, I’ll go alone.”Without another word, Valentine spun on his heel and strode toward the door. “Pascal!” Margret called after him, concern lacing her voice, but he didn't pause or look back. He left the room, his determination unwavering.Unbeknownst to Andrea, her press conference had set off a chain reaction, spurring Valentine to book the next flight to Vegas City.Once her announcement was made and the internet had erupted into chaos, she drove home, paying no mind to the frenzy of her social media n
Andrea hesitated, but at Lucas Anderson's repeated assurances, "Andrea, I'll be fine, just go," she slammed her foot on the accelerator, the tires squealing as she shifted the gears and sped away."Daddy!" Pete's voice, tearful and heartbroken, echoed from the retreating car. At the sound, Lucas Anderson's expression darkened, a flicker of rage passing through his eyes.Surrounded by a throng of journalists, Lucas stood alone as Andrea and her son made their escape. The reporters swarmed him, unleashing a barrage of questions."Did you have a role in your twin brother's death?""Why is your brother Valentine Anderson so famous, yet you remain a mystery? Is that why you impersonated him?""What's your name?"Amid the cacophony of malicious inquisition, Lucas Anderson remained calm, his face devoid of emotion as he focused intently on his phone, typing something. After a moment, he pocketed the device and lifted his gaze. The journalists fell silent, their faces alight with a mix of exc
The wedding anniversary of Andrea Singers became the hottest topic both online and offline, with discussions happening all over Vegas City. Speculation ran rampant in numerous households, with over a million people eager to uncover the truth: who did Andrea Singers marry a year ago?Despite the intense public interest, no journalist had stepped forward to satisfy the curiosity of those intrigued. The attention surrounding the wedding anniversary surpassed that of many globally recognized festivals, making it a major talking point across various platforms and communities.Today should have been jubilant in the Singer Mansion, yet the mood was somber, as if a tempest lurked on the horizon.Andrea's tension was palpable; her brows furrowed, lips pursed, she stared out the window. Lost in thought, she barely registered the gentle thumb easing the tension between her eyebrows until she looked up into Lucas Anderson's reassuring smile.His smile coaxed a breath of relief from her, and her b
As Margaret Willow's expression softened, she revealed her plans to Valentine Anderson with a sense of reassurance, "I have everything under control. Pete will be taken from the Singer's mansion tonight. For now, just enjoy yourself. There's nothing else for you to worry about."Valentine Anderson looked at Margaret Willow, his features relaxing into a look of gratitude that hadn't been there before. "Thank you, Margaret. I can't express how much it means to have your support," he said earnestly.Margaret's eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she replied, her voice thick with emotion, "You're my husband, Pascal. Supporting you is what I'm here for."She expertly loosened his tie before straightening it, giving his suit a final once-over. Stepping back, she appraised him with a fond smile and declared, "Handsome."Valentine glanced at his own reflection in the mirror, and a cold, calculated smile spread across his face.The bedroom door swung open, and a woman clad in an exquisite dinn
Valentine Anderson's discomfort was palpable as he felt the weight of stares upon him. In a bid to ease his unease, he snatched a glass of wine from a passing waiter and downed it in one go.After Mrs. Anderson finished her speech and stepped down from the podium, a song started playing in the background. "We now invite the husband and wife to open the dance floor," echoed through the room.Andrea and Lucas exchanged a glance that spoke of deep love before joining hands and moving towards the dance floor.Witnessing the scene, Valentine's grip tightened, his fingernails digging into his palm. His face twisted into a scowl, the flames of jealousy consuming him. With a concerted effort, he wrenched his gaze away and approached Benita, who was chatting animatedly with her friends."Benny, why are you letting Lucas dance with Andrea when you know he's not really Valentine?" he blurted out, the words escaping him before he could rein them in.Benita and her friends turned to face Valentine
When Andrea and Valentine Anderson saw Pete holding hands with Agatha as they walked into the church, Andrea was pleasantly surprised, while Valentine Anderson was shocked.The guests whispered among themselves, trying to understand what was happening.Valentine was shocked because he knew how many men he had stationed where he had hidden Pete.Valentine's gaze fell on Lucas Anderson, whose clothes were ripped, trousers dirty, and head messy, his entire body almost covered in dust. Valentine realized who had rescued Pete, and his eyes burned with anger."Pete!" Andrea cried out in surprise and joy, tears rolling down her cheeks. She took a step forward, trying to climb down from the altar, but Valentine Anderson stretched out his arm and grabbed her, forcefully pulling her to himself. He took out a gun, holding Andrea hostage."Don't move, or she will die!" Valentine Anderson roared in rage, his eyes bloodshot. Why is it so hard to complete their wedding vows again? he thought in dism
Seeing this, Andrea was shocked and deeply disappointed. Her heart shattered into a million pieces as tears streamed down her face. Her lips trembled as she asked in disbelief, "Val, you—"She didn't know what to say, feeling suffocated as the air in the room seemed to press down on her. She shut her eyes in pain, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks."Andrea, if you want Pete to stay alive, marry me tomorrow morning. I'll be waiting for you at the church. If you fail to show up, don’t blame me for being ruthless." With that, Valentine Anderson turned on his heel and strode out of the room.Andrea collapsed to the floor, bursting into tears. She couldn't believe that Valentine doubted her. After years of marriage and knowing him, his lack of trust broke her heart.The door creaked open, and Agatha walked in to see Andrea on the floor. She immediately rushed over. "Andrea, get up. We will definitely find Pete and bring him back to you."Andrea shook her head, sobbing dejectedly. "I
Lucas frowned; he hadn't expected Tony to scold him so furiously."Has he been knocked silly by the kick just now?" Lucas pondered.While mulling it over, he retorted coldly, "You've gone insane."After speaking, he turned to re-enter the house, but Tony stubbornly said, "I won't leave until you explain how you are Pete's father."Lucas was irritated by Tony's words, his eyebrows furrowing with impatience. He glared coldly and replied, "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you. You’re probably drunk or drugged; that's why you're spouting this nonsense."Lucas didn't take Tony's accusation to heart at all. To him, it was utterly nonsensical and unreasonable.Gritting his teeth with clenched fists, Tony took a step forward, but he didn't rush to attack. He wasn't a masochist and feared another vicious kick from Lucas, whose martial arts skills were too good for him to compete with.Sneering, Tony cursed unhappily, "I'm not drunk. It's you and your family who are drunk and on drugs.
Tony suggested, "Andrea, why don't we go to the hospital and get the results? That might be better."After thinking it over, Andrea agreed. They left the Presidential Hotel and drove to the hospital. When they arrived, Andrea's doctor, Doctor Kone, was already in his office waiting for them."Mrs. Singers, I thought you might not need the DNA test results, but just in case, I kept them safe. Here they are," Doctor Kone said, extending an envelope towards her.With trembling hands, Andrea took it. Nervous, she forgot to thank Doctor Kone and immediately pulled the DNA test slip from the envelope.As she read the paper, her pupils dilated in disbelief. She looked at Doctor Kone, stunned. "Doctor Kone, does this mean they have a father-son relationship?"While Andrea was knowledgeable about the data, nothing seemed to make sense to her.Doctor Kone, who had supervised the test, was aware of the final result. Without hesitation, he confirmed, "Yes, they are father and son."Tony, sitting
Agatha fell silent, pondering over Andrea's words. After a moment of consideration, she asked tentatively, "Andrea, do you want to marry him?"Andrea remained silent for a full minute, seriously contemplating the question. Finally, she shook her head resolutely. "I don't want to."Agatha nodded seriously and began to advise, "If you don't—"Just then, Andrea's secretary opened the door, interrupting their conversation. Both women turned their heads toward her.Realizing her mistake, the secretary quickly spoke up. "Ma'am Andrea, your husband is here to see you, and he sounded very urgent."Andrea was surprised to hear that Valentine had come to the company, as Lucas had never visited while they were living together as husband and wife.Agatha urged Andrea, "Go ahead, I'll finalize what we discussed."Andrea nodded, stood up, and followed her secretary. She saw Valentine sitting in the waiting lounge, his palms covered in bandages. When he saw her, he sprang to his feet, smiling sweetl
Housekeeper Win was taken aback by Tony's sudden anger towards Valentine Anderson, whom he had been promoting. Curious, she asked, "What did Sir Anderson say that made you so angry?"Tony roughly let go of his grip on Valentine, causing him to lose his footing and struggle to stand."Mrs. Win, I will be on my way," Tony replied unhappily, turning around and walking away without looking back.Valentine struggled to his feet. Despite his vision playing tricks on him, he managed to stand and slowly began climbing the staircase. Although Housekeeper Win wanted to help, she was worried about upsetting Valentine further, so she watched helplessly as it took him thirty minutes to climb the staircase.As Valentine staggered towards the bedroom, she sighed ruefully and shook her head in pity, convinced that Andrea had made a poor choice in Valentine.Valentine barged into the bedroom, surprising Andrea, who was sitting on the bed, shocked by his appearance. They had known each other since chil
Valentine Anderson drove directly to the hospital, having already called his personal doctor. Arriving, Doctor Steve was taken aback to see that the man who had just spoken to him on the phone looked different from the Valentine Anderson he remembered."It's me, Steve. I need your help," Valentine said as he noticed Doctor Steve staring at him in silence.Though Doctor Steve was quiet, his mind was racing. He knew Valentine had been a bomb victim, and recent news reports had mentioned him, though Steve had dismissed them as baseless rumors. Now, seeing Valentine looking exactly like the deceased Pascal Willow, he couldn't deny the reality anymore."Let's go to my office," Doctor Steve finally said, snapping out of his thoughts and quickly making a decision.They walked into the office together and sat down, facing each other. "I need you to do a DNA test," Valentine said immediately, impatience clear in his voice. He had no time for small talk or reminiscing; he needed answers about
Since it was revealed that the man who had been posing as Pascal Willow was actually Valentine Anderson from Vegas City. Following this revelation, members of the Willow family have been causing disturbances at the mansion. In response, Margaret Willow has significantly bolstered the security measures.Now, more than twenty checkpoints are set up at the gate, each manned by over fifty armed personnel. The imposing security setup even managed to intimidate Valentine Anderson, who was visibly furious.Valentine Anderson took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and nervously strode forward. To his surprise, he wasn't stopped as he walked into the mansion. He entered through the gate and proceeded straight to the house without being questioned or halted midway.The Willow family's butler was already at the door to welcome him. The middle-aged man smiled kindly at Valentine and said warmly, "Sir Pascal, madam has been expecting you. She is in her study room waiting for you."Valenti
The more Valentine Anderson stared intently at his phone screen, the tighter his grip on the device became. The DNA test analysis at the end revealed he shared only 25% of his DNA with Pete, indicating that he was Pete's uncle rather than his father."Impossible!" he bellowed, startling Housekeeper Win, whose pen slipped and drew a line across the paper she was writing on.Smoke seemed to billow from Valentine's ears as the vein on his forehead bulged with anger. He shoved the phone into his pocket, yanked off his apron, and stormed out of the kitchen, his expression dark.Housekeeper Win was so frightened that she opened her mouth several times to ask what was wrong but couldn't utter a word. Anxious and afraid he might head to Pete or Andrea's room to hurt one of them, she quickly followed him.But her fears were unfounded. Valentine Anderson walked out of the house, got into his car, and drove away from the Singer Mansion into the dark night.Relieved but curious, Housekeeper Win t