“Arrange for bodyguards to come over for 24/7 protection.”
“It’s not for me; it’s for Vanessa… Right, no mistakes can happen, and no one must find out…”
She stood at the door, eavesdropping on a few lines, and was somewhat shocked. She quickly turned back to her room, hugging Isla and spending a sleepless night.
What does Luca mean by this?
Is he finding someone to protect her and Isla?
Is he so worried about Isla because he knows her true identity?
As these thoughts swirled in her mind, she self-doubted and questioned whether he genuinely wanted to protect the two of them, feeling that something didn’t quite add up.
After pondering, she wondered if his moving in was indeed to protect her?
For some reason, just thinking about it made her heart skip a beat.
...
Ever since the police visited Beatriz to inquire about the c
Just as Grandpa was about to approach, Beatriz threw her arms around Ezra, sobbing dramatically. “Ezra, are you okay?”Ezra, looking confused, let himself be pulled into her embrace, going along with the act.The whole thing felt too smooth—like they’d rehearsed it before.“Mom...?” Ezra mumbled hesitantly.Beatriz’s expression shifted, as if something had just clicked in her mind. “Didn’t you say Isla gave you some snacks today?”Ezra paused, reluctant, but in the end, he nodded, staying quiet in her arms, ready to play his part.Hearing the commotion, Grandpa hurried over, his eyes narrowing as he noticed Ezra’s pale expression. The boy looked genuinely unwell.Grandpa touched Ezra’s forehead, frowning. It was warm.
“Stop talking nonsense!”Luca's expression darkened as he shouted at her in displeasure.Beatriz was taken aback; she never expected Luca, who had always treated her with respect—even if he sometimes avoided her—would yell at her like this.“Luca, you’re yelling at me?”Feigning innocence, she clutched Ezra, looking like a pair of abandoned mother and child.Grandpa looked on with concern; he could see that Luca’s intention was to reconcile with Vanessa. Yet here were Beatriz and Ezra, whom he had seen grow up, putting him in a difficult position.But he couldn’t help siding with his eldest grandson, even as a sharp pang gripped his heart. Frustrated, he struck the hospital floor with his cane. “You reckless boy! I told you to treat Vanessa well, but you wouldn’t listen. Now you’ve got Beatriz, and you still won’t listen! What more do you want?”
Kindergarten, after school.Grandpa’s men had been lurking around here for more than two days, privately checking the school’s surveillance. Everything was done under Grandpa Kensington’s name, including their covert surveillance of Isla.When the kindergarten teacher saw that Isla’s parents hadn’t come yet, she stayed a bit longer with her.Suddenly, someone called out to the teacher, “The principal said the Kensington family is calling because of Ezra and wants you to go over.”The teacher looked at Isla, feeling uneasy. However, since it was the principal who called and it involved the Kensington family and Ezra, she couldn’t afford to offend anyone. Reluctantly, she told the teacher who relayed the message to keep an eye on Isla.“Don’t worry, I know her parents.”The teacher finally nodded and, after warning Isla not to leave with strangers, left.Isla played alone
“What else is there to explain!”Vanessa stepped forward, shoving Luca’s shoulder forcefully, trying to push him out the door. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her, gently yet patiently trying to explain.“No, it’s just that Ezra was hospitalized due to food poisoning, so…” Grandpa had someone investigate. “What does Ezra being poisoned have to do with Isla being kidnapped?”Vanessa was shocked, feeling like there was something she didn’t understand. Luca's expression suggested he had no idea what was happening either.Could it be that she really misunderstood?Luca was surprised and shook his head. “I’m not aware of this matter. It’s just that Ezra’s food poisoning needs to be investigated. Only Isla fed him something else tha
K Group.Suddenly, the lights in the president's office turned on. Luca took off his jacket and casually tossed it onto the sofa. He picked up a bottle of foreign wine from the display rack and expertly poured himself a glass.Looking down at the colorful nightlife below, he swirled the glass in his hand, the ice cubes clinking crisply. He slowly brought it to his lips and drank it all in one go, then poured another glass.After several glasses, he still felt no drowsiness.His mind was filled with Vanessa's words from earlier and the right and wrongs of five years ago.“Was it really my fault five years ago?”This wasn’t the first time he had asked himself this, but it was the first time he had begun to doubt the truth of that incident and whether the child was his.Lost in thou
Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist, making it impossible for her to break free. “What are you staring at? Help me pull him away!” Seeing his assistant frozen in place, Vanessa called out, somewhat annoyed. Luca's assistant finally stepped forward but only managed to support Luca, not daring to hurt him in the slightest. Vanessa didn’t know if it was avoidance or fear; she desperately struggled to free herself from Luca's grip. “Vanessa, don’t go, don’t go…” Although Luca was drunk, he could still recognize Vanessa by instinct alone, or perhaps he didn't fully realize it, but his inner regret made him feel that this person was Vanessa. “Luca, let go of me! If you don’t let go, I’ll call the police!” Hearing the word ‘police,’ Luca became even more agitated, mumbling apologies and explanatio
“Daxton, please take care of him for a moment. I’m going to check on Isla.” With Daxton's help, Luca finally released her hand. “Go ahead. For now, I won’t kill him.” Daxton replied with a smile, leading Vanessa to believe he was joking and not to take it seriously. But that statement was Daxton's true feeling; he wouldn't kill Luca yet. However, if Luca continued to entangle himself with Vanessa and harm both her and her daughter, he wasn't sure he could restrain himself from swiftly dealing with him. A few hours later, Mariah called, saying she had landed and would be home soon. With Daxton's reminder, she had already prepared everything, creating an illusion that she had returned home before dark to prevent being followed by paparazzi or gossip reporters. Isla was sleeping soundly, though occasionally she would stir and react to the fright she had
In the morning, no matter what Luca did, he was cold-shouldered by Vanessa and her daughter. Isla, feeling wronged and angry, even refused to talk to him, turning her head away with a pout.Mariah was too tired to accept the breakfast invitation, leaving only the three of them at the breakfast table.“Isla, Mommy has arranged for you to take a day off from kindergarten. You can rest today and see if you still feel scared. If you don’t feel well, just tell Mommy, and I’ll take you to see a psychologist, okay?”Isla knew about psychologists; she had accompanied her mother many times and always thought they were a bit scary. Often, Vanessa would come out with red eyes, barely speaking, and wearing a forced smile throughout the day.Because of this, Isla felt resistant. She shook her head and said, “I don’t want to go to the psychologist. I want Mommy to stay with me. Mommy, don’t cry. Don’t be sad.”
Magnus nodded immediately. "Of course, Daddy is a strong man. If he promises Maxime something, he will make sure to do it.""Daddy is so great! Daddy is the best! I love Daddy the most!" Maxime happily jumped up and down in his arms.Senna's face immediately turned dark. "This little brat has no conscience. You’ve been bought with just a gaming console. If Mommy doesn’t buy you one, you’ll hate Mommy, right? Hmm?"When Maxime saw that his mother’s face darkened, he immediately slipped out of Magnus’s arms, hugged her arm, and coquettishly said, "No, no, Mommy, don't be mad, I love Mommy the most... the most... the most..." He said ‘the most’ many times in one breath.Senna chuckled. "Good thing you still know you love Mommy the most... Otherwise, I wouldn’t want you anymore."Maxime immediately pouted his little lips and said, "No, no, no...""Alright, Maxime, Mommy needs to rest more to recover. You go back to Rosewood Manor with Uncle Edric."As the time was getting late, Magnus cal
When Maxime saw the old man lying in bed, his black eyes scanned the room a few times, realizing there was no one else. He then leaned over to the bedside with a cute smile. "You’re my great-grandpa." Magnus hadn’t lied to him. He was practically his mini-me, looking so much like him when he was young. The old man looked at Maxime, his eyes reddening as he almost couldn’t stop himself from crying. "Great-grandpa, why are you lying in bed, not moving?" Maxime reached up to scratch his head and then seemed to realize something. "I know, great-grandpa is sick, just like mom, and has to rest in bed, right?" "Little young master is so thoughtful. That's right, your great-grandpa is sick and can only rest in bed," the butler said, increasingly happy as he looked at the thoughtful child. What a well-behaved little one. "Mom says when you’re sick, you need to rest and drink more water. Great-grandpa, you should drink more water and eat more so you can get better soon." Maxime leaned ove
Senna looked at Magnus, the man who was like a god to her, her eyes reddened with emotion. "Magnus, you...""Those shares were left to you by your grandparents. I know you’re worried," Magnus gently cupped her face with his hands, leaned down and softly kissed her forehead, smiling as he said, "I helped you get them back because I want you to be happy, not to make you cry.""I… I am just so overwhelmed with emotion," Senna chuckled, blinking away the tears. She cared about those shares not for the wealth they represented, but because they were a legacy from her grandparents, a blessing from them."Senna, I want to ask you for one thing," Magnus said, lifting Maxime in his arms and looking at her."You've done so much for me, and yet you're still being so distant?" Senna raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued."This matter requires your consent before I can act. The Voss family owes you so much," Magnus lowered his head to glance at the child who was looking at him with equal curiosit
Mrs. Thorne had swollen, red eyes and a pale face, clearly having cried all night. She stormed in, angrily pointing at Senna and accusing her. “You wretched woman, you should have died three years ago. You shouldn’t have come back. Give me back my Astrid’s life! My poor daughter, she died so miserably!”Tobias and Maxime saw their hostile intent and quickly stood up to block Senna’s window.Maxime pointed at Mrs. Thorne and loudly said in a grown-up manner, “Old witch, I won’t allow you to curse my mom.”“Where did this wild child come from? How dare you call me an old witch? You rude, ill-mannered little bastard,” Mrs. Thorne snapped at Maxime.Senna sat up, gently patting Maxime’s head, her face darkening, and her gaze turning cold. “Maxime is not a wild child. He is my son, and he only needs to be polite to others.”Mrs. Thorne was beyond enraged. “Senna, you wretched woman, you killed my daughter, and now you’re insulting me? I’m your stepmother! How can you treat me like this? Ar
In a spacious, luxurious private hospital room, The Old Master lay on the bed, his face withered, his expression weary, and his eyes hollow. He had always been so proud and arrogant, unable to accept that he was now paralyzed. He refused to eat, and after two days, he could only survive on nutrition injections.“Old Master, I beg you, please eat a bit. If you don’t eat or drink like this, how can your body survive?” The butler, holding a bowl of congee, tried to feed him, but he refused to open his mouth.The butler felt heartbroken. He had served the old master for many years, and their relationship had long exceeded the bounds of master and servant. He thought of him as a brother, a family member. Seeing him like this, he wished he could take the suffering for him.The old man was known for his stubbornness; when he didn’t want to do something, no one could force him. He was once a powerful figure, but now he had fallen to such a state,
“You don’t have it now, but you will soon. Hurry up and get better, don’t forget, the tenth day is our big day,” Magnus said as he held her hand, his face full of anticipation.“Everyone outside thinks you're going to marry Astrid Thorne. What does that have to do with me?” Senna turned her face away and snorted.“Are you jealous?” Magnus couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re the mother of my two children, yet you’re still so jealous.”Magnus reached out to turn her face back to him, gently brushing her nose with his finger. “I haven’t told you yet, Astrid is dead.”“What? Astrid is dead?” Senna asked in surprise. “How did she die?” She had already guessed that Magnus wouldn’t let her off after hurting her at the mansion, but she didn’t expect him to go as far as killing her.After the shock, she felt a little pity—it w
Magnus reached out and gently wiped the tears from her face, his voice hoarse. “My Grandpa believed you were the one who set the fire that killed Matthias. He wouldn’t pass up any chance to take revenge on you. If I hadn’t done what I did, your life would have been in danger.”“Sis, brother-in-law didn’t mean to deceive you. Please forgive him.” Tobias pleaded anxiously.“You bad daddy! You made Mommy cry! I hate you!” Maxime angrily raised his little arm and shoved him away before hugging Senna tightly, speaking in an old-fashioned tone, “Mommy, don’t cry. Maxime loves you the most.”Looking at his own son standing like a wall between them, Magnus’s temple twitched violently. He barely resisted the urge to throw the little brat out.“Maxime, kids shouldn’t interrupt when adults are talking. Let me talk to your daddy, okay?” Senna stroked his head, her mind overflowing
It was unclear how much time had passed when a beautiful melody drifted into Senna’s ears. This song…“Sis, don’t sleep anymore. Please wake up, okay? I miss you so much. Sis, it’s been so long since you sang me to sleep. Do you still remember this song? You used to sing it to me all the time. Please wake up, sis. I’m so worried about you.”The familiar voice echoed in her ears—it was Tobias’s voice. Could it be… that she had died and met Tobias in heaven?“Sis, wake up! Open your eyes and look at me! It’s me, Tobias. How could you be so cruel and leave me behind?”Tobias’s voice grew increasingly sorrowful, choked with tears. Big, warm drops of his tears landed on Senna’s face.“Tobias…” It really was his voice. Senna’s eyes flew open, and the moment she saw that familiar little face so close to hers, tears gushed uncontrollably dow
But, the butler warning came too late. The sharp blade plunged mercilessly into the old master’s abdomen."You old bastard," Astrid sneered, her voice dripping with venom. "Three years ago, you promised me that if I got rid of Senna, I would marry into the Voss family as the young madam. But you went back on your word—I tolerated it. And now, when Magnus’s people are hunting me down, you want to cut ties with me? Since I’m doomed anyway, I’ll take you down with me. HAHAHA!""Old Master!"Blood spurted out as Astrid pulled out the knife. The butler’s face turned ashen with terror. Without hesitation, he raised his gun.Bang!The gunshot rang out.Astrid’s crazed laughter was abruptly silenced. A bullet pierced her forehead. Her wide, crazed eyes froze in place as her body collapsed to the ground, lifeless, her expression frozen in disbelief."Old Master, are you alright? Someone call for help!