Chapter 63: Unloved~"I am saddened by the fact that I will no longer exist in my own body after this..." Damian's voice softened, his gaze drifting, as if searching for words he hadn't spoken in years. "So I want to tell you something before I go..."Alaric stood silently, watching Damian with intrigue."My family's downfall wasn't by chance," Damian continued. "It was orchestrated by Claudia's father and I knew it long before. He sought our wealth, our influence. My father trusted him as an ally, a business partner, but the man was ruthless. He sabotaged everything, forced our empire to crumble, and when my parents refused to yield... he made sure they never had the chance to fight back."Alaric felt his chest tighten. "You mean he..."Damian nodded grimly. "Yes. My parents were killed and later, I was poisoned. It was made to look like an accident, but it wasn't. And Claudia... she had no idea."Alaric was silent for a moment before taking a deep breath as he finally caught a real
Chapter 64: RebuildDays had passed since Alaric had fully taken control of Damian's body and everything tied to it. The identity, the wealth, the reputation—it was all his now. This wasn't just a power grab but it was a promise fulfilled. Damian had asked Alaric to reclaim what was stolen, to make right the wrongs inflicted by those who had betrayed him. And Alaric had every intention of honoring that request.But his true focus lay far beyond business or revenge. His thoughts were consumed by one person—Selene.She wasn't just Selene. She was Amaris. The woman he had loved in another lifetime, another world. The one who had recognized him, even when he didn't recognize himself. She had seen him for who he truly was and not the face he wore or the memory he lacked. But now, she was gone. Vanished from the city, leaving only fragments of hope in her wake.The search for her was maddening. Each day that passed without a trace felt like a century, but Alaric refused to give up. He had b
Chapter 65: Stubborn Young ManSelene groaned softly as she bent down to pick up the fallen cloth. Her balance was slightly off as her growing belly made even the simplest tasks a challenge."My goodness," she muttered, straightening with a wince. "Being pregnant is no joke."And as if in response, a tiny kick thumped against her belly. Selene paused, laughing gently as she rested a hand over the spot."Oh, I see," she said warmly, her voice soft with affection. "You're listening, aren't you?"Her other hand joined the first, cradling her belly protectively. "I know, my loves, I know," she whispered while her fingers traced soothing circles over her bump.The sound of birds chirping outside and the rustling of leaves filled the air. Her small, countryside home sat surrounded by rolling fields and a scattering of other cozy houses. The neighbors had been kind from the moment she arrived, welcoming her with warm smiles and heartfelt gratitude.She still remembered the day she moved in,
Chapter 66: Relentless"Thank you for helping me out. I owe you," Selene said in a light and genuine tone as a warm smile lit her face.Noah raised a brow before his lips curled into a faint smirk. "What did I even do? I just peeled you some oranges.""Exactly," Selene replied with a soft chuckle. "It's the little things that count."Before Noah could respond, Selene leaned forward slightly, reaching out. Her fingertips brushed against his forehead in a light, playful gesture."Good job," she teased. "The oranges are sweet. Make sure to thank your grandma for me."Noah stiffened at the unexpected touch, his eyes darting to her hand before quickly averting them. His ears reddened despite his attempt to keep a straight face. "You're weird," he muttered, his voice a little too gruff to be convincing.Selene pulled her hand back, laughing softly. "And you're grumpy. I'd say that makes us even."Noah shook his head, trying to hide the small smile threatening to break through. "Yeah, yeah.
Chapter 67: ConferenceReporters immediately scrambled to capture photos while their cameras clicked incessantly."Mr. Clarke! Over here!" one called out, hoping for an early comment, but Alaric didn't acknowledge them. His focus was forward and his stride purposeful as he approached the stage.As he took his place at the podium, the room fell into an anticipatory hush. He let his piercing gaze sweep across the crowd, ensuring he had their full attention before he spoke. Finally, his deep and steady voice carried easily across the room."Good morning, and thank you all for being here today," he began, his tone commanding yet measured. "The past year has been a transformative journey for Clarke Industries. What once faced instability has now become a beacon of resilience and innovation in the industry."A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd as some reporters nodding in agreement. And so Alaric continued."This success is not solely mine," he said, gesturing subtly toward the pa
Chapter 68: The StormThe polished halls of the establishment echoed with footsteps as Alaric strode toward the main entrance. His long strides looked elegant while his tailored coat billowed slightly as he moved. Behind him was his secretary, Margaret, struggling to keep up, her heeled shoes clicking rapidly against the floor."Mr. Clarke, wait!" she called, clutching a tablet and a folder to her chest. Her voice was firm, though it carried a hint of exasperation.Alaric didn't break his pace while his sharp gaze remained fixed on the doors ahead. "Whatever it is, it can wait," he said tersely."But it can't!" Margaret insisted, finally catching up to him near the elevators. "The investors are arriving this afternoon. They've flown in specifically to meet with you. If you're not here—""I'm aware of their schedules," Alaric interrupted, his tone clipped. He jabbed the elevator button with more force than necessary, the light blinking in response. "But I have more pressing matters to
Chapter 69: Fate Against UsThe storm was merciless. Sheets of rain hammered against the windshield of Alaric's car as he gripped the steering wheel tightly and his knuckles began turning white. The wipers fought a losing battle, barely clearing the water before another wave drowned the glass. The road ahead was a blur, swallowed by the tempest, but Alaric pressed on with his jaw clenched in determination.Selene was out there. He didn't know exactly where, but every instinct screamed that he had to reach her before everything is too late.Suddenly, a deafening crack split the air, and Alaric flinched as lightning illuminated the road for a brief second which revealed a fallen tree blocking his path. His heart dropped as he slammed on the brakes and the tires immediately skidded against the slick asphalt. The car screeched to a halt mere feet from the massive trunk."Damn it," Alaric muttered under his breath, slamming his palms against the steering wheel.He threw the car into park a
Chapter 70: RescueAs the hours passed, the raging storm finally began to quiet. The heavy rains softened into a gentle drizzle, and the angry roars of thunder faded into the distance. Lightning no longer flashed across the sky, and the darkened clouds slowly drifted away, leaving the early morning air cool and damp.Mrs. Callaghan stirred awake as her body was already accustomed to the dawn despite the restless night. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and glanced toward the window. A faint glow of sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting a soft warmth against the storm-battered town.She shuffled to the window with her old slippers scuffing against the wooden floor, and peered outside. The streets were still wet, small puddles dotting the paths, and leaves scattered across the yards from the storm's wrath. She could see the dark clouds lingering far on the horizon but knew they wouldn't return.With a sigh of relief, Mrs. Callaghan turned toward the kitchen to start her morning tea,
Chapter 84: TestifyClaudia's bedroom was dimly lit and the heavy curtains were drawn to block out the light from outside. She sat on her chaise lounge, staring blankly at the glass of wine in her hand, swirling the deep red liquid absentmindedly. The once-polished and pristine young woman now looked worn, her elegant appearance marred by days of worry and sleepless nights.The door to her room suddenly burst open with a loud crash, making her jump. The glass of wine slipped from her fingers, shattering on the floor as her father, Mr. Yves, stormed in. His face was twisted with fury as his usually composed demeanor completely unraveled."You testified against me?!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the room. "Are you stupid?! Do you have any idea what you've done?"Claudia stood abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. "Dad, I—""You've destroyed everything!" he interrupted as his hands trembled and pointed an accusing finger at her. "Everything I built, everything I worke
Chapter 83: The Light and The Moon"Are you sure you're alright after whatever Arthur rudely said to you earlier?" Alaric asked, his concern evident as Selene carefully leaned back against the headboard.Selene let out a soft chuckle and exhaled. "He was rude and mean... but I don't think he meant any harm. I'm more worried about my babies. We left them behind at Mrs. Callaghan's. It's—"Before she could finish, a knock on the door interrupted her, followed by Arthur's voice from the other side. "Mr. Clarke, you have visitors."Alaric who momentarily forgot about his expected visitors, spoke without hesitation. "Let them in."The door opened slowly, and Arthur stepped aside as two men entered, each accompanied by a nurse. In their arms were two tiny bundles, wrapped snugly in soft, warm cloths. Arthur had thoughtfully suggested removing the newborns from their incubators so the mother could hold them freely.Selene's breath hitched at the sight, and tears instantly welled up in her ey
Chapter 82: Twins"What do you know?" Alaric finally asked, confused and suspicious.Arthur smiled solemnly. "I knew. From the moment you returned and spoke to me, I could tell that you were different. The way you carried yourself, the way you spoke—it was as if someone else had taken his place. Damian was my young master, and I knew him better than anyone."Selene's breath hitched, and her gaze darted between the two men. "Then why... why didn't you say anything?" she whispered.Arthur sighed deeply, his hands clasped behind his back as he straightened. "Because I knew the truth wouldn't change the situation. Damian Clarke was already gone. I saw his body myself the day he fell unconscious in his own home."Alaric's brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"Arthur hesitated for a moment before continuing, his tone heavy with regret. "Damian's death was no accident. It wasn't illness or stress as it appeared. He was poisoned."Selene gasped, her free hand covering her mouth. Alaric's grip o
Chapter 81: The Wise ArthurAlaric stood by the window of his hotel room with his freshly cleaned hands clasped behind his back. He was dressed in a crisp, dark suit from the clothes Arthur had brought and looked every bit the powerful figure he once was. Yet the lines of worry etched into his face betrayed the turmoil within him.He picked up his phone and dialed a number swiftly. The call connected after a single ring.“Gather a pair of neonatal nurses immediately,” he commanded, his voice firm but slightly hoarse. “I need them ready to travel to the address I will be sending you. You’ll find two newborns there under Mrs. Callaghan’s care. Ensure they are handled carefully and brought to the Union General Hospital where Selene... Selene Clarke is in.”The person on the other end hesitated but obediently answered. “Yes, sir. Should I arrange for additional help?”“Do whatever it takes. I expect them taken here as soon as possible,” Alaric replied sharply. Then, before ending the call
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Chapter 80: MistakeSelene's eyelids fluttered open. Her gaze was unfocused as the sterile white ceiling of the hospital room swam into view. Her body felt heavy with every muscle weighed down by exhaustion, and a dull ache spread across her abdomen. She blinked a few times, trying to make sense of her surroundings.Then, she sees a doctor standing at her bedside, meticulously checking her vitals. A nurse was beside him, recording notes on a clipboard and adjusting the IV drip connected to her arm. She was still in a daze, almost forgetting what exactly had happened to her."Mrs. Clarke," the doctor said gently, noticing her eyes opening. "You're awake. That's a good sign. Can you hear me?"Selene's lips parted, but her voice came out in a barely audible rasp. "Where... where am I?""You're in the hospital," the doctor replied calmly, leaning in slightly. "You've been through quite an ordeal. We're monitoring your recovery, but you're stable now. Don't try to move too much just yet."
Chapter 79: A RealizationThe nurse hesitated for a moment before gently placing a hand on his arm. "Mr. Clarke, you need to clean yourself up. Please," she urged in a soft yet firm voice. "The doctors are doing everything they can. We'll inform you as soon as there's any news."Alaric barely reacted as his bloodied hands trembled at his sides. His gaze remained fixed on the emergency room doors waiting for someone to come out. "I can't leave," he rasped. "Not until I know she's okay."Before the nurse could insist, hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway which caught their attention. He turned his head sharply to see an older man rushing toward him. It was his butler, Arthur, followed closely by two maids. Each of them carried bags while their faces were etched with panic and concern."Mr. Clarke!" the butler called with relief seeing that a nurse seemed to be attending to him. He then stopped in front of Alaric, scanning his disheveled and blood-streaked appearance. "We came as so
Chapter 78: Unbearable Pain"Selene? Dear? Wake up." Mrs. Weaver's voice trembled with nervousness, cutting through the haze of relief that had only just settled moments before.Alaric who was just a few steps away from the room, froze. The words he heard sank into his mind like ice. Then, like a man possessed, he whirled around with his fear propelling him back into the room. In one swift motion, he handed the newborn to Mrs. Weaver as his trembling hands betrayed his panic."Take her!" His voice cracked out of desperation.His focus tunneled in on Selene. Her still, pale figure was a vision he couldn't bear to accept. He instantly dropped to his knees beside her while his hands reached out, trembling as they cupped her face. "Selene," he whispered, his voice breaking. "Stay with me, my love. Please."When she didn't respond, his breath hitched. His panic quickly rose like a tidal wave. Without hesitation, he slipped his arms beneath her, carefully but urgently pulling her limp body
Chapter 77: BetrayalSelene's raw and unrelenting cries echoed through the room. Her grief was pouring out in waves that seemed to ripple through everyone present. Mrs. Weaver, though composed, handed the crying infant boy to Mrs. Callaghan with steady hands. "Take him," she instructed softly. "He'll need tending to."Mrs. Callaghan nodded with a grim expression on her face as she took the tiny boy and cradled him close to her chest. The baby's wails filled the void left by Selene's sorrow, but it did little to lessen the burden inside the room.The midwife never strayed far from Selene's side. Her sharp eyes watched every movement of the grieving mother. "Selene," she called gently, her voice steady but lined with concern. "You need to rest. You've just been through so much." But Selene's sobs only grew louder, her anguish blinding her to the world around her.Meanwhile, across the room, Alaric stood frozen. His frame was rigid while his hands trembled at his sides. He had seen death