Lucas Anderson paused as he was about to open his car door, giving Tony a sidelong glance as he replied, "It has nothing to do with you; it is between my wife and me." Without another word, he opened the door and drove off.Tony seethed with anger as he watched the car speed away. His clenched jaws, bulging forehead veins, and tightly clenched fists betrayed his fury. "Bastard!" he roared, unleashing his rage on a nearby pillar with a powerful punch that sent debris dancing to the floor.His eyes blazed with anger, but Tony knew better than to provoke Lucas Anderson again. The man's combat skills were terrifying, a fact Tony had learned firsthand during their confrontation at the Singer mansion.He isn't masochist to get into fight again with him.As Tony stood there, his phone beeped, signaling a new message from Andrea.Andrea had just sent a text message when her phone rang. The caller was Agatha, she immediately answered. “Andrea, I’ll be flying straight to Sunshine City instead o
The days leading up to their departure were calm and unremarkable. On the morning they were set to leave for Sunshine City, a light snowfall had blanketed the area, but the diligent mansion staff had quickly attended to the snowy accumulation, ensuring the snow was removed efficiently. The roads, now cleared, presented no obstacle for their journey.Pete was the first to burst out of the house, donning a thick white fur hat and white gloves, his body snug in a heavy jacket.Lucas Anderson and Andrea emerged next, closely followed by Housekeeper Win.Andrea paused and turned to address the housekeeper. "Win, it might be best if you stayed here. We won't be in Sunshine City for long, and we plan to catch the first flight back to Vegas City tomorrow."Housekeeper Win seemed to struggle with the decision, a nervous edge to her voice as she replied, "Mrs. Andrea, I'd like to come along, if I may. I want to clean Mr. Singer's photographs and pay my respects at his grave."Understanding flas
Regret painted Gilbert's features as he acknowledged the harsh truth: the lure of easy money was a deceptive mirage.Veering left, his car's hood arched gracefully as it turned. Suddenly, a parked car, merely three feet from a coffee shop, sprang to life. Its engine bellowed a challenge and launched itself at Tony's vehicle."Fuck!" Tony hissed through clenched teeth, swerving in a futile attempt to evade the oncoming menace. But it was too late; the two vehicles crashed with a thunderous impact."Oh my God, they're insane!""Someone call an ambulance!" The surrounding pedestrians shrieked, the horror evident in their voices.Minutes later, sirens heralded the arrival of the ambulance, and the three victims were whisked away to the hospital.An hour passed before Tony's consciousness clawed its way back. His vision blurred, his head encased in gauze, his body likewise bandaged, he found himself in the sterile environment of a hospital ward. With a jolt of realization, he ripped out th
Andrea's face flushed with anger; she hadn't anticipated Tate would stubbornly argue rather than succumb to her commands.Determined, she strode toward Lucas Anderson, positioning herself protectively in front of him. "Go ahead and shoot, but you have to go through me to get to him," Andrea spat out fiercely, her gaze at Tate filled with a fiery rage.At once, Tate's hand dropped, his heart pounding. The thought of directing a gun at Andrea was inconceivable to him. "Listen to me, Andr...""Enough. There's no need for you to show up at the mansion to welcome us. We'll meet at the cemetery tomorrow," Andrea cut him off sharply.Having said her piece, she grasped Lucas Anderson's arm and headed for one of the parked cars. Tate's gaze followed her departure, his expression a mix of complexity and frustration, as Lucas, carrying Pete in his arms, joined her, and they all entered two cars and left the airport.With Tate's gun lowered, his bodyguards also refrained from aiming at Lucas Ande
As the car crested the rise into the mountain area, Lucas Anderson applied the brakes and brought the vehicle to a gentle stop. He stepped out first onto the tarred road that hugged the mountain's edge, with a slope leading down to a serene meadow below.It was a breathtaking vista, and Lucas was soon followed by Andrea Singers. He took a seat on the hood of the car, gazing back at it as the sun began its descent, casting a warm yellowish-red hue over the scene."I've read that when a couple kisses at sunset, their relationship is blessed by the heavens and the earth," Lucas said, turning to Andrea who had taken a spot beside him.Andrea, tempted to caress his handsome face, restrained herself and instead asked with a hint of skepticism, "Do you believe that?""No," Lucas replied with a shake of his head.Her lips curved into a knowing smile, and without a moment's hesitation, she leaned in and their lips met in a kiss.After they parted, Andrea teased, "You should believe it now."Ba
Andrea tossed and turned restlessly until her eyes abruptly flew open. She bolted upright in bed, and the duvet slid from her body to pool around her knees."You're awake," a familiar voice observed. Whipping her head in the direction of the sound, Andrea saw it was Lucas Anderson sitting there with an air of nonchalance, one leg crossed over the other, idly flipping through a magazine.Taking a deep breath, Andrea worked to suppress the surge of anger welling within her. With a voice laced in fury, she demanded, "Where's Pete?"Lucas's fingers, which had been casually turning pages, paused. He lifted his gaze to meet hers, his lips curving into a knowing smile. "He's fine," he said simply.His assurance did little to comfort Andrea, and he seemed to anticipate her skepticism. Reaching for a remote, he pressed a button, and the LED screen in the room sprang to life, showing the Singer mansion's living room.On the screen, Pete was surrounded by balloons, engaging in playful antics, wh
Lucas Anderson didn't avert his gaze from the children connected to tubes as he spoke languidly, "When did you plan on getting up from that wheelchair and stopping your charade of being a cripple?"Gard Celestine's expression shifted dramatically. His feigned disability was a secret he had guarded zealously, one that had allowed him to dispatch any potential threats to his position. The fact that Lucas knew left him reeling in shock."Sons, kill this traitor who dares defy his father!" Gard Celestine bellowed, expecting immediate compliance. To his astonishment, the ten armed masked men stationed around the lab didn't even look towards his direction."Do you really think you could have deceived everyone indefinitely?" Lucas retorted with a dismissive shake of his head.With his secret unveiled, Gard Celestine recognized the futility in maintaining his ruse. He stood up from the wheelchair, his movements smooth and unimpaired. None of the men in the laboratory seemed surprised by this
Lucas Anderson faced the panel of judges with an unwavering gaze, his voice steady and resolute. "That is all I seek. Please, honor my request."An uneasy hush descended over the arena. The judges, accustomed to the allure of power gripping everyone who stood before them, found Lucas's plea unprecedented. As the founder of the organization, he was privy to wealth and influence beyond measure. With just a word, he could anoint leaders in any corner of the globe; such was the reach of his authority."Are you certain of this?" one judge asked, the tone heavy with skepticism.With unyielding certainty, Lucas replied, "Yes."A weighty silence fell upon them once more, until finally, a judge spoke, the words heavy with consequence, "You shall be stripped of your rank within the organization, and all memories of its existence shall be erased from your mind. Do you consent to these terms?"Lucas's determined eyes met the judge's gaze squarely. He knew the power of the organization's amnesiac
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