A collective gasp echoed through the church as the door swung open, revealing none other than Valentine Anderson, the man who was presumed dead mere days ago, a victim of a catastrophic bomb blast that had claimed the lives of all present.Andrea, her face hidden beneath a veil, couldn't hold back the tears. Despite her hope that Valentine was still alive, reason had convinced her of the grim reality.Murmurs spread among the guests as Valentine walked down the aisle. Some were tempted to reach out and touch him, half-expecting him to be a specter; after all, surviving such an event was beyond the realm of rational explanation.Mrs. Anderson rose to her feet, her eyes shining with unspoken emotions as she beheld Valentine. But then, with a heavy sigh, she lowered herself back into her seat, her gaze averted.Benita watched Valentine approach and frowned.Agatha, catching Tony's eye, let out a sigh of relief when Tony gave a reassuring shake of his head.Finally standing before Andrea,
Tony exchanged a quick "excuse me" with Agatha before swiftly answering the call."Hello, Mr. Tony, we've discovered something unusual at the river bank. You should come and see for yourself," a voice crackled through the phone's speaker.Tony's brow creased as he pondered what could have caught their attention. "I'll be there shortly. Just give me a few minutes," he replied.Ending the call, Tony turned to Agatha and informed her, "The search team has found something that needs my immediate attention. I must leave."Although Agatha wished for a moment to discuss personal matters with Tony, she realized the timing was not right. She managed a smile and said, "Alright, don't forget to give me a call."Tony nodded and made his way to his car. He stepped in, started the engine, and drove off from the church.The drive home was exceptionally quiet for Andrea, but Pete and Lucas were engaged in hushed whispers and chuckles, their hands locked in the playful competition of a fist game.As A
Mrs. Anderson was overwhelmed with words she had longed to express to the son she had given up so many years ago, but when faced with him, she found herself speechless."Hahaha, mom, I knew it, you've never really seen me as your son," Lucas Anderson said with a smile that failed to mask his deep sadness.Mrs. Anderson's grip tightened on her dress, a wave of panic setting in. Without hesitation, she replied, "I care about you, you are my son, I've never loved you any less."Lucas Anderson's lips twisted into a sardonic smile as he fixed a piercing gaze on Mrs. Anderson, who became even more unsettled. Shaking his head, he sighed, "You say you love me, but it seems money has always meant more to you than I ever did."Before he could finish, Mrs. Anderson cut in, "No, I do love you. I sold you to that wealthy couple because I was desperate. I couldn't afford your medical bills; you were so ill."Tears began to well in her eyes as she defended herself, memories flooding back of the day
Andrea believed he was upset because she hadn't sought his input before making the decision. Unbeknownst to her, Lucas responded with a look of extreme disinterest, saying, "You're the boss, you make the decisions. I don't really care about that stuff."Andrea's eyes widened in shock at his response. The Valentine Anderson she knew would have been concerned and eager to address any issues promptly to prevent any negative impact on the company or the staff.The person standing before her, however, appeared indifferent and uninterested. If she had known this was Lucas Anderson, she would have understood."I'm going to go take a shower and change so we can leave together," Lucas Anderson said as he walked towards Andrea. He kissed her cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.Despite her reservations, Andrea didn't linger in suspicion. She promptly exited the room, and shortly thereafter, Valentine Anderson joined her in the living room. Together, they set off for the Singers Headquar
From the rearview mirror, Lucas Anderson observed the man speaking. His face was concealed by a mask featuring a symbol of a half moon at its center."Do you think I'll end up falling for her?" Lucas Anderson inquired nonchalantly, his expression betraying no hint of interest.The masked man remained silent for a moment before speaking in a deep, assured voice, "Anyone else might fall for her, but not you."Lucas Anderson was unfazed by the masked man's reply; in fact, he chuckled and remarked, "Ha! You're no fun."A quiet descended in the car as they both sat there without further conversation. After a few minutes, Lucas Anderson finally broke the silence, saying, "I need you to get rid of the mother and child."The masked man expressed surprise, "You're doing this for her?" he inquired.Lucas Anderson replied with a smile, "No, I simply disdain those who value money over life. So, kindly assist me in sending them away through fire." His demeanor and expression suggested he was discu
Andrea's brow creased in deep thought, a nagging suspicion that the man she married had become a stranger to her growing stronger by the day. She walked determinedly to her phone and punched in a number.The phone emitted two short rings before being answered by a deep, resonant voice, "Good morning, Ma'am Andrea.""Morning, Runnel," Andrea replied crisply. "I need you to investigate when and from whom my husband learned to draw," she commanded, issuing a clear directive to the person on the other end of the line.A brief exchange followed before Andrea ended the call, sinking into her bed, lost in contemplation of the many ways Valentine Anderson had changed over the years.Shaking off her reverie, Andrea briskly readied herself for work. Over breakfast, she casually asked her housekeeper, "Win, where are Pete and my husband?"The housekeeper's face lit up with a broad smile as she recalled the morning's events. Pete had been on the verge of a tantrum, but Lucas Anderson had deftly i
Since Lucas Anderson showed up at her wedding, Andrea's interest in the search team's results waned. "We must find the rescuers and reward them generously, as well as compensate the victim's family," she stated, then returned her focus to the papers in her hands.Tony sensed Andrea's disinterest and his expression soured. A single look conveyed that she didn't care about the missing victim.Unable to resist any longer, Tony playfully remarked, "Andrea, what if the man you're living with isn't Valentine Anderson?"Surprised, Andrea looked up and smiled at Tony, assuming he was joking. "Tony, that's absurd. Stop teasing," she responded.Accepting Andrea's response, Tony abandoned the idea of persuading her further. He stood up and exited Andrea's office.As Andrea left her office for the day, it was already 10 pm. She got into her car and drove home. Arriving at her mansion, her phone began to ring.She glanced at the phone's screen and saw that it was a call from Mrs. Anderson."Hello,
Lucas Anderson returned Andrea's phone to its original place before proceeding to his wardrobe to select his outfits for the next day. After taking a bath, he climbed into bed and fell asleep. Meanwhile, Andrea finished her work in the study room and returned to the bedroom to find Lucas already asleep.Upon seeing that he wasn't waiting for her, Andrea felt a pang of sadness. She quietly slipped under the duvet and lay down beside him.The following morning, as Lucas Anderson awoke, his vision was immediately filled with Andrea's face hovering inches from his own. He studied her features with a deep sense of adoration, whispering softly, "You are so gorgeous, Andrea. I could spend a lifetime just gazing at you and never tire of it." With these words lingering in the air, he reluctantly slid out of bed.Lucas reached for a pen and scribbled something on a piece of paper. Glancing back at the bed, he noticed Andrea beginning to awaken. "Good morning, Sunshine," he greeted her warmly, h
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