Some of you (including me) might feel that I’m dragging the divorce plot. However, this setback is crucial for Elena’s character growth. Before getting married, Elena had been a confident and independent woman. But later, she was constantly suppressed by the Elliots, thus making her personality weak and submissive. Hence, to emerge stronger once again, it’s necessary to let her experience repeated failures. Remember, this is not Lucas’ battle but Elena’s.
“I’m already past my retirement age and want to live the rest of my life in peace. Hence, as a token of my love for the future generations of the Elliot family, I have decided to gift 10% of the company’s shares to the first great-grandchild born into our family.”The promise of ten percent stunned everyone in the room.As Thomas laid out the offer, Samantha’s lips parted in shock, while Andrew became excited.Even Richard looked intrigued.Only Lucas’ handsome face darkened as he pieced together the situation.So that was it.All this time, he’d thought she was standing up for herself, for some shred of dignity. But it was only about the money.Andrew’s attitude immediately took a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn.He leaned over, his voice oozing with sweetness as he held Elena’s hand. “I know we’ve had some misunderstandings lately, but I promise I’ll do better, Elena. Let’s make this work.”Elena glanced at him.There was no warmth in her response as she nodded lightly.Samantha
Elena rushed into her room.She slammed the door shut with force and pressed her back against it.Her breath came ragged as she slid to the floor, pulling her knees to her chest.Burying her face in them, her shoulders trembled as the tears flew freely.She hated this.Hated how their words cut her, how her silence felt like surrender.But more than that, she hated herself for letting them see her crack.The sobs came harder, each one tearing from her throat.The room was silent, but inside her head, it was chaos, with no relief in sight.———The crackle of the bonfire sent sparks spiraling into the cool evening air.Laughter and the hum of casual conversation filled the atmosphere, but Elena felt anything but at ease.The heat of the fire was no match for the cold knot twisting in her stomach.She had tried to convince Andrew to skip the event, but he had insisted on coming.And now they were here, seated awkwardly among strangers.Elena’s eyes scanned the area nervously, hoping that
Elena’s tears flowed, wracking her entire body.This was not the first time he had promised to give her the Elliot Corporation.And Elena knew that Lucas’ words were not just empty promises.Seeing him like this, she wanted to tell him the truth.But thinking about the phone call, her resolve wavered.The torment in her eyes made Lucas falter, his anger dissolving into something gentler.Without thinking, he reached out, his thumb brushing away her tears.The simple gesture was irresistible, almost tender.“Don’t cry,” he murmured.Before Elena could respond, his lips found hers again.This time, the kiss was slower, deeper, and tinged with more than just anger or desire.It was as though he was trying to pour every unsaid feeling into that moment.Elena didn’t resist.She couldn’t.Her own emotions were a tangled mess, and she let herself get swept away.Her hands clung to him like he was the only thing keeping her grounded.They stumbled, their bodies entwined, as Lucas guided her t
“It’s positive,”Andrew ran over and held Elena’s hands. “Are you really pregnant? I can’t believe it. We’re going to have a baby!” he exclaimed.Thomas also beamed with happiness. “A great-grandchild. What a blessing!”Lucas sat deathly still, his face expressionless.His knuckles, however, had turned white as he gripped the wine glass.Behind his composed facade, a storm was brewing.He glanced at Elena, his gaze dark and brooding, before looking away sharply.Andrew and Samantha continued to share in the excitement, while Thomas and Richard listened to the animated conversations around them.Meanwhile, Elena’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at the devil before her.She had excused herself under the pretext of not feeling well, but she did not expect to face Lucas the moment she was alone.He took a step closer and held her arm tightly.His red-rimmed eyes bore into hers, sending a chill down her spine.“Tell me the truth, Elena. Whose baby is it?” he demanded, his jaw tightenin
“I’m pregnant,”Her words hit Andrew like a thunderclap.His mind struggled to grasp her confession.Pregnant?That had to be some sick joke!The commotion was loud, and the rest of the family appeared just in time to hear Chloe’s confession.“Well, a leopard never changes its spots, does it?” Elena scoffed, her voice dripping with mockery.Thomas stepped forward and pinned Andrew with a glare. “What is going on here?”Before Andrew could respond, Chloe took a step forward.“It’s my fault,” she looked at Thomas with wide, watery eyes. “We didn’t—didn’t take precautions, and… and now I’m pregnant.” She bowed her head, her hands clutching her dress nervously.Thomas’s expression darkened, his fury barely restrained. “Don’t insult my intelligence, girl. You think I don’t see through your little ploy? You can fool Andrew with your act, but not me. Whatever scheme you’ve cooked up, it won’t work here.”Andrew’s face burned with embarrassment at his words.“That’s not true.” Chloe shook her
Elena was surprised. “What do you mean?”“What I mean is that I only intend to acknowledge the child. That woman will have nothing to do with this family. I’ll ensure she doesn’t pose a threat to you or the family.”Thomas had only met her once, but he could deduce what kind of person she was.Chloe was cunning, ambitious, and desperate to latch onto this family for her gain.Only Andrew, that fool, can’t realize she’s playing him.Elena’s chest heaved as she fought to scream at the unfairness.But deep down, she knew Thomas wasn’t asking for her opinion; he was commanding.And refusing him would come with consequences she wasn’t ready to face.Not at this stage.Meanwhile, Andrew and Samantha lingered outside the room, eavesdropping on the conversation between Thomas and Elena.When the conversation finally ended, Andrew turned to Samantha in confusion.“Mom, what does he mean by not acknowledging Chloe?”“Then are you dreaming of having two wives?” Samantha snapped at her son.Andre
Chloe froze. “What are you talking about?”Elena’s lips curled into a smirk. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”Without waiting for a response, she strolled away, leaving Chloe standing amidst the roses.The grand room buzzed with energy as the Elliots celebrated the 50th anniversary of their corporation.From business magnates to politicians, the room was filled with influential figures.Lucas entered alongside Thomas as they walked toward the main reception area.Today, Lucas wore a custom-tailored three-piece black suit that clung perfectly to his tall, athletic frame.The sharp cut of the fabric emphasized his commanding presence while adding a touch of restrained elegance.His hazel eyes scanned the room lazily.Lucas’ mere presence was enough to hold the interest of even the most jaded attendees.There was a confidence in his stride, an authoritative charm that seemed to silence conversations wherever he passed.The murmurs of admiration followed him, though he paid them
“Mrs. Elliot is not pregnant.”The hallway fell deathly silent.Samantha’s eyes widened in disbelief, and Andrew’s face twisted into shock.Even Lucas, who had endured countless storms, was stunned.“That’s impossible! I saw the test kit myself. It was positive!” Samantha’s voice rose as she stepped forward.The doctor sighed, clearly accustomed to handling such situations. “Those kits are not always hundred percent accurate. False positives happen, especially under certain circumstances.”The doctor’s words settled like a thunderbolt over the group.Lucas’ sharp gaze flickered between the doctor and Andrew.A faint smirk slowly tugged at the corner of his mouth when he realized where this was going.“That bit*h has a lot of explanation to do.” Samantha hissed as she turned toward the ward.Andrew stormed ahead, his fury barely contained.Lucas stayed behind, having no intention of following them in.However, he did not leave.Inside the hospital ward.Elena propped up on the bed, her
Four years later.The snow-covered peaks stretched endlessly, a breathtaking expanse of white under the pale winter sun.“Again!”Ethan laughed, his bright eyes gleaming with excitement.He was bundled in a white ski suit, his tiny gloved hands gripping the ski poles.Lucas crouched beside him, adjusting the boy’s stance with practiced ease.“Feet apart, shoulders steady,” he instructed, his deep voice laced with patience. “And don’t lean too far forward, or you’ll—”Before he could finish, Ethan pushed off, wobbling slightly as he slid down the gentle slope.“—fall,” Lucas muttered, shaking his head as Ethan toppled over into the soft snow.A giggle rang through the air as Ethan flopped onto his back, arms spread wide.As Ethan grew older, his features bore a striking resemblance to Lucas, except for his gorgeous dark blue
Isabella’s lips trembled. “I—I thought—”“You thought?” Helen’s voice cracked, a bitter laugh escaping her. “No, Isabella. You chose. You chose Mike. You chose yourself. And you threw Lucas away again.”Helen’s chest rose and fell with the force of her emotions.Looking at Isabella, she felt nothing but bitter disappointment.“We never blamed you,” Helen said. “Not when you lied about your death. Not when you left your son behind to fend for himself,” she continued, her voice cracking. “And this is how you repay us?”A choked sob escaped Isabella’s lips.She reached for Helen’s hand, but Helen took a step back.“You could’ve asked for help. You could’ve told anyone. But instead, you sold out your own family. Your own grandson.”Helen looked at Isabella with eyes full of grief.“D
“I have lived long enough to witness the rise and fall of generations, but tonight… tonight, I feel truly blessed. This child is not only the blood of our Evans family but the future that will carry our legacy forward.”He turned toward Lucas and reached out his aged hands.Lucas stepped forward, carefully handing Ethan over to his great-grandfather.Harold cradled the child with surprising gentleness, his usually stern eyes softening as he looked down at the tiny face.Under the watchful eyes of the entire Evans family and the influential guests present, Harold personally opened the ancient Evans family record book, an heirloom that had documented the bloodline for centuries.With a brush dipped in ink, Harold carefully wrote down the name Ethan Lucas Evans in bold strokes.The moment the ink touched the paper, it symbolized Ethan’s official entry into the Evans family tree, a position that no one could ever challen
He nudged Elena, who carefully handed the baby over.Everyone watched as Harold’s rough hands, once used to commanding empires and instilling fear, trembled slightly as they cradled the tiny life in his arms.The moment the child settled against him, Harold’s fury melted away.Helen stepped closer, her own hands clasped over her chest as she peered down at the baby. “Oh my God, he’s so handsome.”Harold’s eyes reddened once again.This was the blood of the Evans family…“Look at him,” Harold’s voice cracked. “He’s got the same sharp brows as Lucas when he was a baby.”Lucas’ eyes softened.The little one stirred slightly, his tiny hand clenching into a fist.A faint smile spread across Harold’s face as he gently patted the baby’s chest.“From this day onward,” Harold announced, his voice filled with pride a
ACE’s face immediately turned terrifying.“Winter.” He said warningly. “You’re not allowed to joke about that.”Her heart skipped a beat.No one knew better than her how scary this man was once he got angry.Wrapping her arms around his neck, she rubbed her face against his cheek. “All right, all right. Don’t be fierce.”ACE sighed helplessly.He could make world leaders shut up with a single glance, yet before this woman, he was always at the losing end.No matter how ruthless he was outside, when it came to Winter, he had no bottom line.He let her act coquettishly and turned around. “What do you want to eat?”Winter’s eyes instantly lit up.Her hubby was so good to her.She latched onto his arm without hesitation, her voice filled with excitement as she rattled off a long list of dishes.“…”Jayden, w
Lucas only smiled.Back when he resided in Country K, Lucas had found himself entangled with the Black Vipers, a ruthless underground syndicate known for their brutal dealings in the underworld.To survive and walk out alive, Lucas went undercover as Rocky.He played his role flawlessly, climbing their ranks, gaining their trust, and dismantling their core operations.By the time he left Country K, he thought he had completely destroyed them.Yet, fate proved him wrong.Like cockroaches that thrive in darkness, they waited for the right moment to resurface.Lucas knew their weaknesses.Their hideouts and the fractures in their foundation.The cops knew it, too.That’s why they came to him, not as a suspect, but as an asset.They needed someone who could infiltrate deep, someone with a personal stake in bringing the Black Vipers to their knees.And when the authorities realized the extent of his
Jayden Luxton strode toward them, his sharp gaze sweeping over the scene.Dressed in all black, he exuded the same air of danger and authority as Lucas, but his approach wasn’t hostile.Not this time.“Everything is ready.” He said, giving him a small nod.Behind him, the hospital staff rushed forward, quickly transferring Elena onto a stretcher.As the stretcher started moving, Elena’s fingers slipped from Lucas’.She stirred slightly, her fingers weakly grasping at his sleeve before her strength gave out.The sight nearly shattered him.The stretcher was wheeled straight into the emergency room, disappearing through the doors.The woman, who had been by Elena’s side the entire time, turned to Lucas. “I’ll take care of it.”Before she could enter the operating room, Jayden’s arm shot in front of her.Wariness flickered across his face.The
Elena’s pulse quickened. “What—”“Just do it.” His tone left no room for argument.Ten minutes later, a sharp, piercing scream resounds from inside the bedroom.The guards patrolling rushed inside, and what they saw blew their minds.Elena lay on the cold, hard floor, her body curled in on itself.A dark pool of blood spread beneath her, soaking through her dress.Her face contorted in agony, sweat beading along her forehead as she gasped for air.Before her stood Hunter with his fists clenched at his side.His usually sharp gaze was unfocused, drowning in a drunken stupor.One of the guards cursed under his breath. “What the hell did you do, Hunter?!”Hunter swayed slightly, his movements sluggish. “I just wanted to… wanted to hold her hands. But she wouldn’t let me.”“The baby…” Elena rasped, her lips trembling. &l
Elena’s face turned pale.“Don’t overdo it, Hunter. We can’t afford any accidents before the smuggling.” Reed reminded him.“Relax,” Hunter replied coolly.He grabbed Elena’s chin, his thumb dragging across her cheekbone as he tilted her face left, then right.“Damn. What a pretty face,” he mused, his tone almost appreciative. “That b***ard Lucas really lucked out, huh?”Elena pulled away her face from his grip and glared at him. “Don’t take his name from your filthy mouth.”Hunter sneered. “Touched a nerve, did I?”Elena’s glare was colder than ice.Hunter crouched before her, bringing his face level with hers. “I don’t have a good temper, woman.” Hunter continued, his voice slow, deliberate. “So, if you dare piss me off…”A cold metal suddenly touched Elena’s belly.