Wendy returned to the Hawk family estate, and as soon as she stepped into the living room, her eyes landed on someone—someone she would never forget: George.Years ago, when Lilian sent her away to the countryside, it was to George's house. George had been her foster father. Now, Glinda and George were seated on the plush sofa in the living room. Glinda greeted George warmly. "Wendy grew up in the countryside. Those years would've been so tough without you. You raised Wendy so well. Now she's here, an esteemed lady in the Hawk family."George's left eye was blind, leaving him with a single eye. He was a broad-shouldered man with a rough appearance, someone who had once been known for his drinking and violent behavior toward his wife.Sitting on the expensive sofa now, his lone eye roamed around the luxurious decor of the Hawk family mansion, his gaze lingering greedily on the antique paintings scattered around. Yet, in front of Glinda, he played the humble, simple man. "Mrs. G
George chuckled awkwardly. "Mr. Hawk, hello. I never expected Wendy to marry so well. Seeing you two together, so perfectly matched, I can rest easy now. I'll be on my way, and I won't disturb you any longer."Glinda quickly tried to convince him to stay. "Stay for dinner, George. You've come all this way, and I've already asked the staff to prepare the meal. It'll be a nice family gathering tonight."Stanley looked at George, his voice calm and measured. "Stay for dinner."Both Stanley and Glinda invited him to stay.George smiled, "Well, since you insist, I'd be happy to oblige—"But Wendy's cold voice cut through, stopping him. "He won't stay for dinner."George froze, his gaze snapping to Wendy.Wendy met his stare, her voice unwavering. "You just got out of prison. Don't come back to the Hawk family estate again."The moment her words hit the air, the atmosphere shifted—tense and uncomfortable.Glinda paused, her eyes wide in surprise as she looked at George. "Wait, you'v
Stanley was so generous that George paused for a moment before replying, "Mr. Hawk, just give whatever you think is appropriate."Stanley raised an eyebrow. "How about a million?"A million?George's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected Stanley to casually offer that much."That will be enough."Stanley took out a check and handed it to George.George quickly counted the zeros. It really was a million! "Thank you, Mr. Hawk. I'll be on my way now."With the check in hand, George walked off, clearly pleased.-Stanley returned to the bedroom, where Wendy was already waiting for him.Wendy glanced at him and asked, "What did George talk to you about?"Stanley casually undid a button on his black shirt, revealing his well-defined collarbone, and smirked. "What do you think he could have said?"Wendy furrowed her brow. "I'm asking seriously. I'm not joking."Stanley placed his expensive steel watch on the dresser. Noticing her tense, serious expression, he raised an eyebrow. "He did
George had spent ten years in prison, and now that he was out, he was eager to have some fun.The madam at the nightclub, upon seeing the check for a million, immediately broke into a wide grin. "Girls, it's time to work!"A group of flashy, well-dressed women entered, lining up in front of George.The madam asked with a smile, "George, which one do you like?"George gave them a quick glance, then shrugged. "They're all too old. I prefer younger ones—the younger, the better."The madam responded, "George, these girls are all only 20. They're quite young."George's eyes gleamed as an idea crossed his mind. He licked his lips lewdly. "I want someone even younger."The madam looked at him with a mix of confusion and concern. Was this man possibly a pedophile? He certainly seemed like a pervert.Just then, the door to the VIP room was kicked open, and George looked up to see Wendy walk in.The madam was startled. "Hi there, pretty girl! Who are you looking for?"Wendy ignored her
Little Wendy took over the role of the poor woman, doing all the housework—laundry, cooking—and enduring George's violent outbursts.George would grab her by the hair and kick her with his boots. Sometimes, when he was particularly enraged, he would whip her with his belt. Those days were unbearable.As Wendy grew older, her beauty became more noticeable in that isolated, rural place. And as her appearance changed, so did the dangers that followed.George's gaze began to shift, becoming more lecherous. He would forcibly pull her onto his lap, his body reeking of alcohol and sweat as he pressed his foul-smelling lips against her cheek.At night, when she tried to bathe, she would lock the door carefully, but when she turned around, she'd spot his disgusting, excited eyes peering through the crack in the door, leering at her with a depraved grin.That became one of the most terrifying memories of her childhood.One night, George came home with two of his rowdy friends. They laughed
She was trying to save herself.The evening breeze felt crisp and refreshing. People walked in pairs down the street, smiles on their faces, but Wendy felt a chill in the air. She lifted her arms, hugging herself as if to protect her lonely heart.-Wendy returned to the Hawks' family estate, wanting to check on Glinda. As she approached Glinda's door, she overheard Glinda talking to Stanley.With a gentle tone, Glinda said, "Stanley, Wendy's adoptive father came by today. I could tell Wendy was upset, so you should spend some time with her. She's been through a lot."She sighed softly. "Wendy was sent to the countryside as a child; her real father passed away early, and her mother never treated her well. I can see how lonely she's been, how much she craves love. Even though Wendy's adoptive father spent ten years in prison, look at the woman Wendy has become—so strong, so capable. She married into the Hawk family, so we should be grateful to him. If there's anything he needs—ho
The moment he called himself "Mommy", Stanley was relieved no one else had heard it but him. He had his pride, after all! He'd never done anything like this in his life!Fortunately, Wendy seemed comforted when he said, "Mommy's here." She burrowed into Stanley's arms, her small hands wrapping tightly around his firm waist, and drifted back to sleep. Stanley couldn't help but think she was clingy. He looked down at her, noticing she wasn't crying anymore. But the soft tears still clung to her delicate lashes, making her look so vulnerable and endearing.A smile tugged at his lips. "I'm not your mom, I'm your dad! Wendy, try calling me Daddy." Wendy, still fast asleep, gave no response.Stanley wrapped his arm around her slender shoulder, settling into sleep himself.-The next morning, Wendy slowly opened her eyes.The early morning sunlight was bright, spilling warmth across the room. It was a new day.She tried to get up but then froze when she realized something felt of
He was calling her name.With a snap, Wendy finally managed to free her hair, the knot coming undone with a sharp tug.She sat up, her voice trembling slightly. "What's wrong?"Stanley looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Was that on purpose?"That was when Wendy realized something felt off. In the process of trying to untangle her hair, she ended up sitting on top of him.Her position was now him lying down, and her on top.Wendy's mind went blank, the realization hitting her with a shock. Instinctively, she tightened her legs.Stanley's firm waist was right beneath her, and her smooth, pale legs draped over his sides, exposed and almost blinding in their fairness.The moment she reacted, Stanley's sharp eyes flushed a deep red. His muscles, hidden under the silk of his pajama shirt, tightened and flexed, and he reached up, grabbing her soft waist, his voice hoarse as he said, "Relax."Wendy's face turned crimson, her long, dark hair falling in disarray around her. Her
Scarface gave Stanley the address and abruptly hung up the phone.Lilian immediately spoke up, "Mr. Hawk, you have to save Jessica1 Her heart isn't strong; she can't handle the stress!"Samuel glanced at Stanley, concern etched on his face. "Wendy's in their hands too. You have to bring her back."Stanley didn't respond, his expression hardening as he turned and walked out without another word.-Inside the warehouse, Scarface looked at Wendy and Jessica with a smug smile. "Tsk, tsk," he murmured. "You can question the character of the rich, but you can't question their taste. Mr. Hawk's ex-wife and girlfriend—you're both beauties. It's enough to make anyone jealous."One of the men in black chuckled, "Boss, we still have time. Why don't you have a little fun with them?"Scarface rolled up his sleeves and moved toward Wendy, grabbing her delicate chin. "Why don't I start with the ex-wife? I'll see what a woman Mr. Hawk's been with is like."With that, Scarface reached for Wend
Stanley pressed the button to answer the call, and a gruff male voice came through. "Hello, Mr. Hawk."Stanley's expression remained unchanged as he gripped the phone. "Who are you?""You don't need to know who I am. All you need to know is that the one you're looking for is in my hands," the voice replied.Lilian, panic in her voice, spoke up, "He's the one who took Jessica! Mr. Hawk, you have to save her!"Stanley's tone was cold as he asked, "Is Jessica with you?""That's right," the voice said. "Now, let me have her say a few words to you."Moments later, Jessica's frantic voice came through the phone. "Stanley, help me! Please, I'm so scared!"Stanley's lips twisted into a sharp, emotionless line. "What do you want?""I want money," the voice responded harshly. "Prepare 100 million, and I want it now."Stanley let out a humorless laugh. "You kidnapped someone, and you're trying to extort 100 million from me? That's enough to put you in prison for the rest of your life."
With that, Jessica turned and walked away.Before she left, she cast a quick glance at Lilian, and the two exchanged a silent, knowing look.Stanley and Samuel stood together, and Samuel glanced at his watch. "Mr. Hawk, Dr. Ceylan will be making her appearance soon."Stanley turned to Samuel. "How do you know Dr. Ceylan?"Samuel didn't answer directly. Instead, he said, "You know her too."Stanley's brow furrowed. Wendy had said the same thing to him before—that he knew Dr. Ceylan. Now, Samuel was saying the same thing. What was going on here?What did Samuel and Wendy mean by this?Could it be that Dr. Ceylan was someone Stanley knew after all? Had Dr. Ceylan always been right under his nose?Just then, the host spoke up. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us tonight. The moment we've all been waiting for is finally here. Let's welcome Dr. Ceylan!"Everyone's attention shifted upstairs, their breaths held in anticipation for Dr. Ceylan's arrival.Stanley looked up.
Seeing that Wendy had arrived, Jessica froze for a moment. "Why is she here?"Stanley's gaze shifted to Wendy, watching her intently.As Wendy approached them, Samuel wrapped his arm around her waist. "There you are."Edith, Jessica, Trish, and Lilian quickly gathered around, all eyes on Wendy, who looked as radiant as ever. Edith spoke up first. "Wendy, what are you doing here? Are you here to see Dr. Ceylan too? The doctor is truly a wonder whom everyone seems to adore. Even someone like you, a mere housewife, knows the doctor's name!"Wendy raised an eyebrow. "That's right. I'm here to see Dr. Ceylan."Trish scoffed. "Wendy, even if you do meet Dr. Ceylan, the doctor won't waste any time talking to someone like you."Wendy turned her gaze toward Trish. "And you think Dr. Ceylan will talk to you?""Of course!" Trish replied proudly. "I'm studying medicine, after all.""Wendy, today is a huge day—the real Dr. Ceylan is here in Hovendale," Lilian interjected. "This isn't the t
Wendy wasn't the least bit angry. "Is that so? Well, we'll see about that!"With that, she turned and walked away.Just then, Stanley's tall figure blocked her path. Wendy glared at him. "And you—we'll see about you, too!"Without another word, Wendy walked off.Stanley stood there, momentarily speechless. "Mr. Hawk, Wendy's completely lost her mind! Did you hear how she was talking to you? Has she gone mad?" Edith roared.Stanley watched Wendy's retreating figure, his lips curving into a slight smile. He suddenly felt that Wendy was...different. But what had changed, he couldn't quite put his finger on.Ever since the divorce, Wendy had been evolving, becoming deeper, more unpredictable.-Soon, evening fell, and the banquet began.Everyone put aside their tensions with Wendy for the night, dressing in their finest for the event.The grand hall was filled with prominent figures, wealthy elites, and powerful individuals, all gathered for a glimpse of Dr. Ceylan.Jessica a
Wendy was saying Stanley had met Dr. Ceylan.Stanley hadn't known this. A deep, probing look crossed his face as he studied Wendy. He couldn't shake the feeling that Wendy was hiding something from him.Right now, Wendy's eyes sparkled, glowing with an almost irresistible brightness. Stanley couldn't help but feel a strange stir in his chest as he gazed at her.Just then, Edith and Lilian emerged from the room, and Edith called out, "Wendy."Wendy turned to look at Edith. "Did you need something?"Edith's gaze was serious. "Did you take your father's ashes back and get everything settled?"At the mention of her father, Wendy let out a cold laugh. "Are you really pretending to care about my dad's ashes?""How can you talk like that? Jerry was my first son. I'm his mother!" Edith retorted, a hint of anger creeping into her voice.Wendy scoffed, her voice laced with bitterness. "My dad's gone. Who are you trying to fool with that? He wasn't even your biological son. You adopted him
At that moment, Edith, Lilian, and Trish all arrived, walking into the hospital room with expressions of surprise and excitement.Edith's eyes sparkled. "The real Dr. Ceylan has really arrived in Hovendale?"Stanley nodded. "Yes, Dr. Ceylan will be attending the dinner tonight."Goodness!The Crone family was buzzing with excitement.Trish, looking starstruck, exclaimed, "The real Dr. Ceylan has finally arrived! The doctor is my idol, my goal—the person I want to be. I can't believe I'm finally going to meet Dr. Ceylan!"Edith added, "Dr. Ceylan is so mysterious, always appearing and disappearing. We've been fooled by the fake Dr. Ceylan before, but now, we'll finally see the doctor's true face."Lilian, too, was curious. "Do you think Dr. Ceylan is a man or a woman?"Jessica shook her head. "I don't know either. We'll have the answer tonight."Edith turned to Stanley with a hopeful look. "Mr. Hawk, can we come with you to the dinner tonight? We all want to meet Dr. Ceylan."S
Wendy felt that it was time for her to finally show herself. The Crone family had been responsible for her father's death, and it was time to settle those scores once and for all. And then, there was Stanley. He had always wanted to know who Dr. Ceylan really was. Well, now she was ready to tell him.-At the CEO's office in Hawk Group, Stanley sat behind his desk, reviewing documents. His hand moved swiftly with a pen as he signed his name in the bottom corner of each page with a sharp, decisive stroke.Just then, the door opened, and Zayn entered quietly. "Mr. Hawk, we've received news about Dr. Ceylan."Stanley paused, the pen hovering in midair. His dark eyes shifted up to meet Zayn's. "Go on.""We've just received word from Dr. Ceylan that the doctor will be attending the dinner tonight. The real Dr. Ceylan has arrived in Hovendale and has arranged to meet with you there."Stanley's expression deepened, his gaze growing darker. He had been searching for Dr. Ceylan for wha
"It's getting late. You should go home and get some rest," Wendy said, her voice calm but firm.Stanley glanced at her, with no intention of moving. "You're right. It's late. Goodnight."Wendy froze.Was he staying here tonight?"Mr. Hawk, hasn't Zayn brought the key yet?" Wendy asked, trying to keep her voice steady."He won't bring it until tomorrow. So tonight, I'll be staying here," Stanley replied smoothly."No," Wendy protested, her voice trembling slightly.Stanley turned to her, his gaze sharp. "I'm informing you, not asking for your permission."Wendy opened her mouth to say something else, but before she could, the world around her seemed to darken. Stanley kissed her again, silencing her with a force that left her breathless.-In the hospital room, Jessica had been dialing Stanley's number relentlessly, but there was no answer.She tried Wendy's number next, but still, no one picked up.What were they doing?Thinking back to the images she had seen during the vi