Madeline's eyes snapped open. "Trevon!"His voice came through clenched teeth. "I'm okay."She looked toward him and saw Trevon, frozen, bracing against the bed in the dark. She switched on the lights and rushed to his side.However, Trevon, through gritted teeth, commanded, "Don't move!"Madeline steadied him, careful not to make any sudden moves.That was not the first time she had seen him like that. Trevon looked worse the first time he tried to get out of bed after his accident.They both knew the drill by then. Stand still and wait for the sharp pain to ebb away.Eventually, Trevon stopped grimacing, and Madeline gently guided him forward.Watching him hesitate with each step, Madeline bit her lip. "Is it really bad?"Trevon frowned. "Why don't you get stabbed and find out?"The injury was on his backside, pulling at the wound with nearly every move. It was slightly better than the post-accident rehab, but it still hurt like hell."Don't you know your own strength?" he
Lydia had only just learned of Trevon's accident that morning, and she dashed to his side the moment she got the news."Oh Trevon, the thought of you getting hurt scared me to death! You're not seriously hurt, are you?"In a swift move, Lydia grabbed the bowl right out of Madeline's hands. "What kind of care have you been giving Trevon, letting him get hurt like this? We don't need you here. Off you go!"Madeline could not suppress a chuckle at Lydia's domineering act. If Lydia wanted to play nurse, Madeline was more than happy to take a break.She handed over the bowl without a fuss and quietly enjoyed her breakfast off to the side.Felicia, on the other hand, was nervous. She had been hoping for a thaw in the frosty relationship between Trevon and Madeline.Felicia frowned as she snapped, "Who are you? You have no right to talk to Mrs. Gibson that way. Leave now, or I'll have to call security!"Lydia shot Felicia a look of sheer contempt. "A mere nanny daring to interfere in t
Madeline watched Lydia's departure with a flicker of surprise.Frankly, she had not seen that coming—Trevon's harsh treatment of Lydia.No strangers were in the room, so there was no need for pretense.Was that a show for Felicia? Hardly.Felicia was like a mother to Trevon, sure to shield him from Edith's scrutiny.Was he putting on that act for her?Madeline chuckled to herself. It was totally unnecessary.The contract she had drafted in a moment of anger then seemed pointless. If Trevon wanted to be all lovey-dovey with Lydia, Madeline could not stop him.Why stress over it and invite more headaches?She shook her head, clearing her thoughts, and met Trevon's searching look with a blank expression, gesturing to the mess on the floor."You still want this?"Trevon's insides twisted with discomfort, and he muttered, "Let's get it cleaned up."Felicia seemed to want to say something but was at a loss for words. After tidying up, she made a swift exit.Trevon pulled out his
The internet was ablaze with chatter, and somehow, a single dress had become the talk of the town, casting a dark cloud over the Sanders Group. Negative buzz was the last thing they needed.In just a few hours, their website and stores were hit with a wave of returns. Customers had worn the dress once, only to bring it back with the price tag still attached.That was not just embarrassing—it was a direct hit to the month's sales figures. With the company on the brink of going public, the stakes were high. Cilix was feeling the heat.However, calling Madeline? That was unexpected.Madeline let the phone ring, her focus unbroken until the final stroke of her sketch was complete. Only then did she casually return the call after passing her work to the Skylandia team.Cilix was fuming, his mood as stormy as his expression.He had already tried damage control, instructing Lydia to buy the problematic dress. However, getting through to the Silver Leaf Studio was like talking to a brick
Madeline replied with an icy voice. "Hello. What's going on?"Cilix was bewildered.When he was younger, he had held Madeline close just as much as he had Bella. Madeline's fondness for him was every bit as strong.However, at some point, things changed, and Madeline started to pull away.Her once playful and affectionate tone turned distant and aloof. He could not help but wonder if he had been too lenient with Bella, letting her lead Madeline astray.Bella had snuck off to give Madeline lessons, and when he had asked what she had been teaching, Bella, who had always been so compliant, had suddenly gone silent.To that day, he still did not know what Bella had taught Madeline in secret. Maybe Bella had been plotting all along to sabotage his relationship with his daughter. It was clear then that Bella had drifted away from him long before, and everything he did afterward was just to protect himself.Bella's downfall was not his fault, it was just destiny.Shaking off those t
Madeline chuckled and replied, "That thirty million, wasn't that my divorce payout? I thought that was my consolation prize for splitting up with Trevon."Cilix's voice was sincere."You're my daughter, and there's always been a piece of the Sanders pie with your name on it. Your mother and I started from scratch together. Even when I was broke, I wanted to make it right by her."Divorced or not, that thirty million dollars is yours. The moment Sanders Group hits the stock market, you'll get every penny that's coming to you," he promised."If you doubt me, I'm willing to put it in my will."Madeline could not shake the feeling that the old fox was up to his usual tricks. To casually promise 30 million dollars just for a chat with the Lewis family? That was not Cilix's usual play.However, if all it took to pocket 30 million was delivering a message to Tracy, Madeline was not about to complain.The divorce was a gamble, and she had been plotting how to reclaim her money for a whi
Madeline ended her call with Cilix and rang up Tracy.Tracy let out a scoff. "The nerve of her! Begging you for help?"She saw Lydia grab Madeline's dress and figured that Madeline was not exactly the Sanders family's favorite. Badmouthing the Sanders family in front of Madeline did not weigh on her conscience one bit.Madeline just chuckled. "What's your move, Tracy?"Tracy's voice faded a touch. "She wore the dress, so it's off the market. However, if they're itching to have it, they better be ready to pay through their noses."She hesitated for a moment before adding, "You know, women like Lydia are just clowns. They deserve a scolding and nothing more. It's pointless to dwell on them."She was subtly advising Madeline.Madeline appreciated the guidance. "I get it, Tracy. Thanks."However, with her ties to the Sanders family, she could not help but feel harassed by them.How she wished the Sanders family would just disappear.The thought surfaced, causing a pang in Madelin
Caught up in her conversation with Jazzy, Madeline had completely forgotten about Bernard's request for her to draw.It was not until Bernard's voice broke through her thoughts that she snapped back to reality.There was no way she could draw at that moment.Her purpose in coming there was to take Jazzy out for a meal, to offer a little light in the girl's life.Madeline knew all too well the taste of hardship and the weight of despair, and it pained her to see Jazzy, so young, wrestling with life's cruel consequences.She longed to wrap Jazzy in a little more warmth, to shield her from the world's harshness.They had barely stepped outside when a sleek car pulled up to the orphanage's entrance. Madeline's heart skipped a beat, thinking the Quiggs had actually shown up, and she instinctively shielded Jazzy.However, it was not the Quiggs who emerged from the car, instead, a young man with delicate features stepped out.He caught sight of them and arched an eyebrow, "Bernard, Ja
That batch of red wine did not look too strong, but it packed a punch.As the trio kept drinking, they slowly started to feel the buzz.Yeneth, glass in hand, her cheeks a rosy red, ranted, "Don't employees' lives count for anything? Overtime, day in and day out! It's enough to wear out a horse!"That darn Camden, always harping on about performance, about profits! Is game development just about the bottom line? What happened to the heart? Rubbish!"For a moment, she thought she saw Camden's face, and in a fit of anger, Yeneth tried to slap it away, nearly tumbling into her wine glass instead.Madeline, startled, rushed to steady her.Yeneth, still wobbly, stood up on her own, fixing Trevon with a steely gaze and said icily, "You're just another greedy capitalist."Trevon sat there, calm and collected, but his delayed movements and the occasional glint of bewilderment in his eyes betrayed his inebriation to Madeline.When Yeneth spoke up, he turned his head slowly, locking eyes
Madeline, caught up in the conversation with Caleb and Yeneth, turned around in shock at Trevon's question.He had just declared he would not touch a drop, and he was suddenly reaching for the wine?However, she let it go without a question.The red wine was smooth and inviting. If he felt like drinking, why not?Trevon grunted a greeting into his phone. "Mr. Caleb Jabs."Caleb snapped out of his reverie, returning the greeting with a subdued nod, his gaze deepening.Yeneth, caught between awkwardness and concern, glanced at Caleb. She was about to speak when a glamorous doctor in a white coat appeared beside him on the screen.The doctor, Camila Jervis, peered at the screen, her smile teasing. "Mr. Caleb Jabs, are you chatting with your girlfriend?"Two women were on the screen, leaving it unclear whom she meant.Caleb shook his head, offering no explanation, and instead asked, "Dr. Jervis, what's up?"Camila arched an eyebrow, not prying further. "The professor's ready to s
Yahir sipped his cola, feeling utterly dejected.He had bolted from the Lewis family feast, even at the risk of getting caught, just to pocket two bottles of Lafite.They were not the prized '1982' edition, but they were still pretty decent.His mom's constant marriage talk was a drag, but her taste in wine was impeccable. He was all set for a night of no-holds-barred drinking with Trevon.However, Trevon dragged him over to Madeline's, and under the pretext of her pregnancy, confiscated all the wine.Then, it sat tauntingly in the wine cabinet.Yahir gazed at it, each bottle seeming to whisper seductively."Come on, come have a taste."It was pure torture!He took another swig of cola."Whoa!"Yeneth's shout came out of nowhere.Yahir choked mid-sip.The cola fizz popped like fireworks in his throat, sending him into a coughing frenzy, his face flushing a deep crimson as the soda splashed across the floor.Madeline jumped at his coughing spectacle, hastily grabbing a tis
Madeline swung open the kitchen door to find Yahir wrapping his arms around Yeneth from behind, as if he could not bear to let her go.Her mind, already a whirlwind of thoughts, was completely thrown."What in the world..."Madeline was puzzled as she returned from the kitchen. She had only stepped away to make a call, and then Yeneth and Yahir were locked in an embrace.Yeneth tried to explain, "Madeline, this isn't what it looks like. I was just—"However, Yahir clamped a hand over her mouth, grinning at Madeline. "We're just playing around, Madeline. Hey, do you have any wine glasses? We need four. Let's celebrate!"Trevon stepped out from behind Madeline, his composed facade unbroken. "Lost your head? She's pregnant. Think she can drink?"Yahir smacked his forehead. "Oh, man. I totally spaced on that."Once Yeneth wriggled free, she took a deep breath and delivered a sharp kick to Yahir's leg. "Get off me!"She kicked with all her might, hitting Yahir's shin and sending a
At that moment, Trevon seemed to freeze, then he straightened his posture. "Madeline, Liam's role is to be your close protection, to ensure your safety."Madeline had faced too many close calls, and he could not shake his concern for her.However, she was fiercely independent. If it were up to him, he would keep her tethered to his side.Madeline let out a derisive snort. She knew Xoan well enough to know he could dig up information on Yoana, but not with such speed and precision.Xoan claimed Liam was the one who had lent a hand.Madeline knew Liam. That had Trevon's fingerprints all over it."Do you really think I've become so dim-witted from pregnancy that I can't think straight?"Trevon looked at her, a mix of frustration and affection in his eyes.She had once been so sweet and compliant. Then, she became so sharp and quick-witted, a match even for him.However, he preferred her that way."Madeline, I'm just looking out for you."Trevon had an insatiable need to know ev
"Madeline, I've got the scoop on Yoana," Xoan said.Madeline was taken aback. "So soon?"Xoan let out a sly chuckle. "It wouldn't have been this quick, but Liam lent us a hand."Madeline stole a quick look at Trevon, then cast her gaze downward.Fifteen years back, Yoana was forced out of the Sanders Group—a victim of Cilix's cunning plot.It was not just a simple resignation as Bella had naively believed. Yoana was secretly saddled with a mountain of debt.Cilix did not stop there. He tarnished Yoana's name throughout the industry.She could not land a respectable job to save her life.Her personal life was total chaos.Her husband, Jim Livingston, who was once a low-level office worker, had dived into business on the back of Yoana's earnings and made a pretty penny.However, when the bill came due, Yoana hit a wall. Jim had sent all his cash back to his folks, leaving peanuts behind.Yoana was floored. A decade of hard work, and not a dime to show for it.When she begged
Madeline swung the door open to find Trevon on her doorstep, her eyebrows knitting together in a frown.Before she could get a word out, Yahir popped up from behind him with a grin. "Happy New Year, Madeline!"He waved a container of homemade goodies.Those two had nearly fought that morning, and then they were as chummy as can be—though Trevon looked like he would rather be anywhere else. However, he bit his tongue and kept quiet.With the Gibsons and the Lewises all cozied up for a New Year's feast, what on earth were those two doing there?Yahir's face fell. "Madeline, you've got no idea. My mom's a force of nature. Can you believe she's still dragging me to blind dates on New Year's Eve? I just had to bail."Madeline could not help but think about Liliana's earlier enthusiasm for rallying the troops and was at a loss for words."What about you, Trevon? What brings you here?" Madeline asked.Trevon pursed his lips. He was looking a little quiet too.Edith had been on his ca
Madeline walked into her house and immediately sensed something was up. She nudged the door wider and there was Yeneth, sparking an involuntary grin on her face."I thought you were going to be hibernating today?"Yeneth had been swamped with the Skylandia project, barely getting any sleep. She had texted Madeline about sleeping in on her day off.With a shrug and a smirk, Yeneth said, "Guess I'm just wired to work. Woke up at the crack of dawn, hung around in bed not to wake you, and by the time I showed up, you were already out and about."Madeline shut the door behind her, musing aloud."I've been turning it over in my mind. All this press and pest hunting is kid's play for the Sanders Group. To really take them on, we've got to… Yank the carpet out from under them?" Yeneth's smile was the answer Madeline needed as she shared her strategy."How's that sound?"Yeneth's thumbs-up was quick, but her frown came just as fast. "Fashion's a shark tank, and jumping in now? That's r
Madeline's request left Yoana taken aback.A wry smile crossed her face. "What can I possibly help you with at my age?"Madeline grasped her hand with conviction. "No, Mrs. Reed, you're the only one who can do this favor for me."Yoana looked down, her expression unreadable, and whispered, "You're giving me too much credit. Besides, with my background, there's no way I can go back to working with the Sanders Group. I have a couple of pairs of baby shoes here. Take them as a baby shower gift for your little ones."Madeline realized Yoana had gotten the wrong idea, thinking she was there about the Sanders Group or Cilix, and felt a twinge of disappointment."Mrs. Reed, please don't reject my request just yet. I'm planning to start my own fashion label. Everything Is underway, but I'm still missing one crucial piece—a designer."Madeline shared her vision.Yoana's eyebrows shot up in surprise when she heard Madeline's vision for her new company."That sounds just like the Sanders