Lucas wore a charming smile as he assumed the role of a palace eunuch, his knees slightly bent and his head respectfully bowed as he replied, "As you wish, Your Majesty."Andrea couldn't help but roll her eyes at Lucas's antics, though a smile crept onto her face as she playfully scolded him, "Enough with the jokes."With the conversation over, Andrea swiftly reached for her phone and dialed her assistant's number to organize the upcoming meeting.Meanwhile, Lucas, still wearing a smile on his lips, focused intently on his phone, his eyes betraying a hint of ruthlessness."We are scheduled to meet the Mayor at 6 pm, so we should be back in time for dinner," Andrea informed Lucas, who looked up from his phone with a smile in response.As the room's door creaked open, Pete entered, exclaiming, "Mom, Dad, I'm starving!""Let's go have lunch," Lucas suggested, taking Pete's hand as the three of them made their way to the dining table together.After enjoying their lunch, Lucas and Andrea
Looking at the Mayor's face, Andrea could barely contain her amusement. Lucas Anderson's ability to provoke people was truly terrifying."Mayor Taylor, my husband and I are the same. he is giving you face for drinking the wine," Andrea retorted icily, repulsed by the lecherous gaze in the Mayor's eyes."Mrs. Singers, if that's the case, then this meeting is adjourned. There's nothing more to discuss," Mayor Taylor dismissed them impatiently.With Lucas Anderson by her side, Andrea knew that the Mayor's plan to intimidate her into submission was destined to fail.Andrea hesitated, her fists clenched, but then she was surprised to hear Lucas Anderson speak up for the first time since they had entered the private room. "Mayor Taylor, we will take our leave. Rest assured, the project will proceed as planned tomorrow, regardless of your approval."Lucas Anderson could sense Andrea's disapproving expression and nodded reassuringly, already aware of her thoughts.Mayor Taylor's laughter drip
Andrea's cheeks reddened with a mix of embarrassment and irritation. Lucas's words, though over the top, had a moving undercurrent to them. Rolling her eyes, she retorted, "Who wants to dance in a burning world?"Lucas Anderson couldn't help himself and erupted into hearty laughter. Andrea, not amused, pursed her lips in a pout. Lucas, it seemed, was still figuring out the formula to her happiness.Just then, Andrea's phone cut through the moment with its insistent ring. She swiftly pulled it from her purse, her eyes scanning the caller ID before she answered. "Rita, what's the matter?" she asked as soon as she picked up."Andrea, the Old Master of the Kent family is insisting you attend the engagement party. He says if you don't show, they'll renege on their promise," Rita's voice conveyed urgency through the speaker.Andrea's expression turned steely. The Kent family wouldn't dare make such a brazen demand considering how much they relied on Singer Group's contracts—responsible for
Andrea's slap was just the beginning; her words followed, sharp and unyielding. "Jack Smith, you are a man who stoops to gossip, a disgrace to the Smith family. Even though they have come to terms with their loss, I will not stand by while you insult my husband."Her fierce gaze then landed on the Kent family patriarch. "Old Kent, if this invitation was merely a setup for insults from societal miscreants, consider this our departure," Andrea declared, her anger palpable.Jack Smith's face flushed with a mix of anger and jealousy. He couldn't fathom what made Lucas Anderson better than him—after all, Lucas lacked the authoritative presence that he believed a husband should have.Fuming, Jack stepped up to Andrea, his hand raised to strike back. He was accustomed to bullying women; the shock of being slapped was foreign to him.But before his hand could connect with Andrea, another hand caught it in a vice-like grip. A chilling sound of cracking bones echoed, eliciting gasps of shock an
All the articles collectively present compelling evidence that could lead to Mayor Taylor Bestman being sentenced to years or even life in imprisonment.Andrea was taken aback, feeling a mix of emotions – happiness, sadness, and sympathy for the victims. With her heart racing, she hastily left her study and scoured the house for Lucas Anderson. Despite checking his art collection room and the bedroom, he was nowhere to be found. Turning to Housekeeper Win, she inquired, "Have you seen my husband leave the house?"Housekeeper Win responded respectfully, "I'm sorry, Ma'am Andrea, but I did not see Sir leave the house."Thanking Housekeeper Win, Andrea continued her search for Lucas, unaware that he had already slipped out of the house unnoticed.Across from the Singer Mansion, a new presence now inhabited the stately home, unbeknownst to Andrea—but possibly not to her husband.Anne stood on the balcony of her newly acquired residence, her silhouette stark against the opulent backdrop. A
Andrea's eyes widened in shock, her breath hitching as she stared at the intricate butterfly tattoo adorning the man's chest before her. It was identical to the one she'd seen on Valentine Anderson's skin, down to the finest detail. However, the man standing in front of her was a stark contrast to Valentine in demeanor and presence.Sensing her turmoil, Lucas Anderson cast a knowing glance at her. The corners of his lips curled into a sly smile as he closed the distance between them."I thought you said you wanted me to make love to you. Have you changed your mind?" he teased, his voice smooth as silk.With every step he took forward, Andrea retreated, her earlier boldness dissolving into a bashful timidity. She cast her eyes downward, her cheeks burning with a blush that betrayed her inner turmoil.The air between them was thick with awkwardness."I want to eat you," Lucas jested, taking another deliberate step toward her.Andrea, overwhelmed by his words, turned on her heel and scam
The next morning, Andrea stretched languidly as she woke up. Sitting up, her eyes quickly scanned the room before resting on Lucas Anderson, who was still deep in slumber beside her. Memories of the previous night's boldness flooded back, and a rush of embarrassment heated her cheeks. She had taken the lead in their intimacy, only to retreat afterward like a frightened mouse.Rising from the bed, she tiptoed into the bathroom. As the shower rained down upon her, her mind was a whirlpool of thoughts."Am I really afraid of being intimate with Valentine, or am I afraid he's not 'the one'?" she whispered to herself, confusion lacing her voice. Her feelings were a tangled mess she could not unravel.With a deep breath, she finished her shower and emerged from the bathroom, finding Lucas still lost in dreams. Hurrying, she dressed for work.As she descended the stairs, she noticed Pete, already in his school uniform, looking sharp and ready."Mommy, good morning!" Pete chirped, his eyes sp
When Tony realized that Lucas Anderson had deceived him, it was already too late. Consumed by rage, he tightly clenched his fist, determined to land another punch on Lucas's smug face."Stop, Tony!" Andrea's anxious voice pierced through the tension as she hurried towards them, breathless.She managed to pull Tony away from Lucas, whose smile persisted despite the blood trickling down his broken nose.Witnessing the bloodshed, Andrea felt a pang of heartbreak. She turned to Tony and uttered firmly, "Please leave."Tony stood there, his mouth opening and closing as he absorbed Andrea's lack of emotion, a sign of her deep disappointment in him.After taking a deep breath, Tony made a decision. Without a backward glance, he turned around and walked away."I am sorry," Andrea said, turning to Lucas with an apologetic gaze.Lucas Anderson simply bowed his head, observing her concerned expression with a gentle smile. "I'm not angry," he assured her.Noticing the blood still seeping from his
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