At this time of the day, the hospital was teeming with activity. Despite being renowned as the premier healthcare facility in the city, the steep hospital bills had the potential to deter those with lower incomes. However, this did not dissuade people from seeking medical care at Hills Hospital due to its exceptional service.As three ambulances departed, two more were seen approaching the hospital. A commotion caused by Agatha drew the attention of many onlookers. Even though the hospital guards were present, they hesitated to intervene upon recognizing the individuals involved."Agatha, you've had too much to drink. Please refrain from causing a scene," Mr. Singers scolded, aware of the spectators reaching for their phones to capture the moment.If footage of the incident were to surface online, he knew that armchair critics and sensationalist bloggers would seize the opportunity to craft the most scandalous headlines imaginable."No, I am not drunk. Look, I can stand on my feet," A
Andrea gazed at Mr. Singers before accepting the comic books from his outstretched hands. As she thumbed through them, her eyes welled up with tears.Memories flooded back from her childhood when her mom couldn't afford to buy a copy for her, and the taunts of her classmates still echoed in her mind.With tear-filled eyes, she looked up at Mr. Singers and whispered, "Thank you."Mr. Singers let out a sigh, realizing that his guess earlier wasn't wrong. If he could turn back time, he would never have left his wife and child.Gently, he reached out and brushed away the tears streaming down Andrea's cheeks, murmuring, "There's no need to cry."Andrea nodded, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "I'll go fetch us some dinner," he said softly.With a nod from Andrea, Mr. Singers rose from where he sat, swiftly exiting the ward and the hospital building. Stepping into the sprawling garden at the rear of the hospital, he retrieved a photograph from his pocket.The image captured a radiant smil
"Please, reluctantly accept twenty per cent of Harry's franchise, Mrs. Singers" "Mrs Singers, we are looking forward to having you in our board meetings, forty per cent of the Winding Group shares now belongs to you after signing this document"Andrea was taken aback by the succession of shareholders relinquishing their company stakes in a bid for forgiveness.Sitting motionless, she watched as Mr. Singers gathered the documents, explaining, "My wife is heavily pregnant and unable to move. I will bear this burden on her behalf."Mr. Gibson and his associates seethed with anger as they were coerced into surrendering their shares, silently fuming at being referred to as burdens.Though their hearts boiled with resentment, they masked their true feelings behind strained smiles that revealed more than they concealed."Andrea, consider granting them forgiveness. They have all humbly sought mercy," Mr. Singers implored gently.Stunned speechless, Andrea gradually regained her composure, st
"Thank you, Mr. Singers," Tony expressed gratefully, unsurprised that Mr. Singers was already privy to his feelings for Agatha.Had Mr. Singers not known, it would have been a shock, as he had a way of keeping tabs on everyone around him, including his adversaries.Tony lingered outside the house, waiting for Mr. Singers to depart before returning inside.Upon entering the living room, Tony's expression shifted dramatically as he froze in place.Agatha held a gun to her head, tears streaming down her face without pause.Tony's palm grew sweaty as he cautiously moved closer, urging, "Andrea, please don't do this, don't harm yourself, my love.""Stay back!" Agatha shrieked frantically, halting Tony in his tracks with a crazed look in her eyes.She knew that if Tony advanced any further, she might not be able to pull the trigger and inflict harm upon herself."Agatha, let's discuss this. Suicide is not the solution," Tony urged, trying to persuade her."I can't leave. I want to stay in S
Sylvester's expression morphed into one of astonishment as he processed Mr. Singers' unexpected knowledge of his wife and children. For years, Sylvester had cultivated the facade of a solitary businessman, concealing his family life from prying eyes.Perplexed by Mr. Singers' decision not to exploit his family as leverage after their prolonged rivalry, Sylvester hesitated before attempting to speak. "Mr. Singers, I..." he began, only to be abruptly cut off by Mr. Singers."Sylvester, I have no interest in your words. Just remember, she is my redline. Anyone who dares to harm her will face the consequences, and not even their loved ones will be spared," Mr. Singers declared firmly, shutting down any further conversation.With that final statement, Mr. Singers departed with his entourage, leaving Sylvester behind with a brooding countenance. Despite perceiving a potential opportunity to outmanoeuvre Mr. Singers, Sylvester found himself sinking deeper into a streak of defeats, leading to
Housekeeper Win had feared the worst when she believed they would all be fired, and her heart sank as she hesitated to answer Mr. Singers' question about the meal Andrea had prepared. Lost in her thoughts, she stared blankly at Mr. Singers, unable to respond promptly."Where is the meal?" Mr. Singers asked again, his impatience evident in his tone.Suddenly jolted back to reality, Housekeeper Win quickly replied, "It is already served on the dining table."To everyone's surprise, Mr. Singers declared, "Promote all the staff involved in the cooking, and also give them bonuses and salary increments, including you, Win," as he headed towards the dining table.Overwhelmed with shock and joy at Mr. Singers' unexpected praise, Housekeeper Win and the other servants erupted into a celebration, dancing and singing in jubilation over their rewards.Rushing to the dining table, Housekeeper Win found Mr. Singers happily enjoying the meal, his face beaming with a big smile.Housekeeper Win was tr
Mr. Singers clenched his fists in anger as his mood darkened. He suspected the involvement of his former boss and the cartels, who seemed determined to make life difficult for his wife and child in order to force him out of hiding."We were asked to pay the mortgage, but we couldn't, so we were kicked out of the house," Andrea said, wiping away tears as she spoke with a face full of sorrow. "Even after we were forced out, those my dad owed came knocking at our rented house. My mom had to take on four jobs, working tirelessly, but all the money was always taken away. She couldn't take it anymore and fell ill. I was young then, unable to pay the hospital bills. Mom was even kicked out of the hospital before passing away at home..."Andrea's voice choked with emotion as she sobbed, and Mr. Singers fought the urge to step forward and embrace her.He was afraid he might tell Andrea he was the reason his mother suffered and died hopelessly, as well as for subjecting her to a miserable child
"Sir, we were all under strict orders not to treat the little girl's mother; we had no choice but to comply," one of the doctors recalled, his voice tinged with regret.The hospital's owner, Mr. Gilbert, had appeared suddenly while they were treating Rebecca and had threatened to withhold their salaries if they dared to go against his directive."Who was the hospital's owner?" Mr. Singers asked, his brows furrowing in frown."Mr. Gilbert, who passed away a few years ago. He was pressured into it by the CEO of Flo company," the doctor explained. He remembered Mr. Gilbert's frustration with the CEO's overbearing tactics, but he was powerless to resist.Mr. Singers' fists clenched tightly, his face darkening with anger as he realized the truth behind his wife's death. His former boss had continued to torment him even after he escaped then.Mr. Singers surprised the doctor and the head of the hospital management with his unexpected instructions to Tate: "Take them back to their homes and
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