Lydia's eyes sparkled with realization. How could she have forgotten Riley?Riley's longing for a grandson was well-known.In the world of the elite, that was hardly a scandal. Spoiling grandkids was what they lived for.With a baby on the way, even a disapproving Riley would not just stand by and let her end the pregnancy.With a strategy in mind, Lydia felt a wave of relief wash over her, and at last, she drifted off to sleep.The only one left tossing and turning was Madeline.The following morning, Madeline rose from the cot, dark circles betraying her restless night.The doctor had checked Trevon's wounds and announced, "He's healing nicely. He's ready to go home."After a lengthy list of do's and don'ts, Madeline made sure to get a written copy before sorting out Trevon's discharge.All the while, she did not exchange a single word with Trevon.Trevon, feeling the tension, could not help but ask, "What's wrong? Why are you giving me the silent treatment?"Madeline scof
Riley's eyes widened in shock.What did she just hear? A baby?Was Lydia pregnant with Trevon's baby?Wait, ending? Ending the pregnancy?Over her dead body!Riley strode over quickly, seizing Lydia's arm. "Are you pregnant?"Lydia, looking like a deer caught in headlights, tried to back away from Riley."Out with it!"Lydia shot Trevon a timid look before murmuring, "Yes. I'm pregnant with Trevon's baby."Riley paused, a flicker of shock crossing her face, quickly replaced by sheer elation. "For real? That's amazing!"She had been fretting over the possibility that Trevon might never give her a grandchild. However, life had a funny way of surprising her—Lydia was expecting!Dropping her usual coolness, Riley warmly grasped Lydia's hands. "How far along are you? Have you seen a doctor?" Don't bother with those other places; they're not up to par. Go straight to the Sunshine Medical Center. I've got a VIP card there. It's yours to use."Lydia squirmed. "Mrs. Table; please...
Madeline was silent during the car ride to the company, the sting of Riley's impulsive words still fresh.For three years, she had done her best as a daughter-in-law. However, when Lydia's pregnancy came to light, Riley did not hesitate to push for Trevon to divorce her.It seemed a daughter-in-law was just an outsider, easily exchanged.Trevon cut off that line of thinking immediately."Mom, what nonsense are you spouting?! The incident just happened. If I divorce Madeline now, wouldn't it turn the Gibson family into a joke? The shareholders would be up in arms!"His refusal was firm, but his motives were all for the Gibson Group.Their relationship had thawed in recent days, and Madeline sensed Trevon's reluctance to part ways. She was torn about whether to push for the divorce.However, when Trevon mentioned the Gibson Group could not afford a divorce, she snapped back to reality.Madeline could not bear a lifetime with a man who did not love her.It was too bitter a pill,
It took a moment for the weight of Tracy's words to sink in.Bernadette was 16 and savvy. Having been raised by the Lewis family, innocence was not her thing anymore.Understanding that Jazzy was Alden's adopted daughter brought a lot of things into focus, including the air of despair that seemed to cling to Jazzy from the start.She felt foolish for ever thinking Jazzy was just naturally gloomy."With dad... with that man in jail, what's going to happen to Jazzy?" Bernadette asked with concerned.Tracy's heart warmed at the question. Her daughter had not picked up any of the Quigg family's less admirable traits, after all."Alden's in jail, so the adoption's not valid anymore. I'm thinking of adopting her myself. Are you okay with that?" Tracy proposed.Bernadette nodded, her response firm and immediate.Later, when they shared the news with Jazzy, she was utterly taken aback.They were not upset with her. Instead, they wanted to make her part of their family.Jazzy felt a s
Trevon's mood soured instantly at the sight of the pair.Lydia sat quietly next to Riley and whispered, "Trevon."Riley beamed, "Today's a day for triple celebrations, and we've got to mark the occasion. If you're not up for a home-cooked meal, I've booked us a table at Luxuria Supper House."Triple celebrations? What was there to celebrate?Trevon let out a derisive laugh, "Embezzlement and sham fundraisers in the company. What's there to celebrate about such things?"Riley's smile did not waver. "You're too blunt, son. Is the scam what matters? No, it's about putting the second wife in her place. Plus, I want to give Lydia a treat."Trevon felt a headache brewing. Not even the ruthless business world gave him such trouble.He loosened his tie and dismissed them with a frosty command. "The company's swamped, so you should head out."He turned to Lydia and added, "I meant what I said. Think about it."Lydia's complexion paled, and she looked away, unable to meet Trevon's gaze.
"So, what's the plan for the missing fifteen million dollars?" Madeline questioned.Riley's complexion turned a shade paler. "More than fifteen million dollars? You think you deserve it? Three years and nothing to show for it, yet you dare bring up money?"Madeline responded with a crisp edge to her voice, "Why should I feel ashamed? Mom, you haven't produced anything for decades, but that hasn't stopped you from spending, has it?"Daniel nearly burst out laughing at the exchange. 'Mrs. Gibson is truly his absolute favorite!' he mused.Riley's face contorted with rage. "Are you out of your mind? How dare you talk back to me like that?!"Madeline cocked her head."Am I wrong? Isn't that your own logic, Mother dearest? Well, it's not quite right since you're off on the timing. I'm curious, how much did you spend each month before you had Trevon?" Madeline asked earnestly.Daniel chimed in, "Mrs. Gibson, that's not a fair comparison. The value of money was a hundredfold what it is
Madeline's eyes clung to him a moment longer before she turned away, her voice shaky. "W-why did you take off your top instead?"Trevon saw the hint of red on her ears and raised an eyebrow. He let his pants drop to the floor and stepped behind her, his voice low and husky in her ear. "How was I to know you'd be so eager?" His breath tickled her ear, sending her heart into a flutter. Instinctively, Madeline turned her head, trying to dodge him. Trevon, however, wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close as if to hug her. Goosebumps spread across Madeline's skin, and she tried to slap him without a second thought. Trevon caught her hand and drew it to him. His other hand snaked around her waist, drawing her into his embrace. "What's the matter?" he asked. The heat from his hand on her waist felt like a burning flame, and Madeline squirmed to get free. However, she was trapped, their bodies pressed together, and any movement from her only intensified the contact with Trevon,
The mention of dinner made Daniel nearly lose it. He glanced at the pile of paperwork on his desk. Were they not swamped with work for the day, with no time for breaks?Daniel had been cracking the whip, getting everyone to pull together the reports, all set for a night of overtime.Then, the boss decided to call it quits at seven. Where was the fairness in that?Trevon's brow creased just a bit. "If you're up for overtime, I won't stop you."To Trevon, it was just a matter of finding another driver.Daniel masked his irritation. "Mr. Gibson, any preference for where we eat? I'll book us a spot."Trevon fiddled with his tie, which felt like a noose. "Madeline, fix this for me, will you?"Madeline, mid-rant to Yeneth on her phone, got up with a huff. "Why bother with a tie after hours?"Trevon quirked an eyebrow. "Then, help me get it off. Dinner's on me."That was what saved him from a Madeline-style execution.Daniel chimed in quickly, "Mrs. Gibson, what are you in the mood