The cops were no strangers to stubborn troublemakers, but someone that boldly defiant was a rare sight.Yeneth, irked by Carmen's condescending attitude, snapped back, "That place is mine! You're the ones who should be moving! I haven't even billed you for staying there the past few days!"Carmen was taken aback.She turned to York, bewildered, "You told me that was your place!"York, visibly irritated but trying to keep his cool, corrected her. "You misunderstood! I said I was the one who rented it!""Rented it, huh? Did you actually pay the rent or just a deposit?" Yeneth asked."What's it to you whether I rented it or you did? I've paid my share for the bills and the internet too."Yeneth just scoffed.Madeline thought to herself, 'So, this is the legendary freeloader trying to act tough.'The house was Yeneth's lease, so Carmen had no leg to stand on. They settled with Yeneth not making a big deal out of it, just asking for a payout of 750 dollars.They were all set to le
The moment Yeneth whipped out her phone to snap photos, Madeline was already one step ahead, recording everything on her phone. She captured the whole showdown, every move laid bare.Who threw the first punch? How did Sean's sneak attack on Caleb go down? What about the defense?The footage clearly showed Madeline's group defending themselves with no sign of going overboard.The injuries Carmen and Rebecca suffered were mostly from their own clumsy scuffle. As for York, well, Sean had only himself to blame for that wound.Holden confidently stated, "This video clearly shows that my clients didn't start the fight. In fact, it was the Lawson family that kept provoking them. I suspect York and his family had it out for my clients from the start."The officer, reviewing Madeline's video, turned to York and his family. "Anything to add?"Sean and Carmen's faces fell, their confidence slipping away.York glared at Madeline, his voice tinged with anger. "Madeline, how can you just film
Trevon marched into the police station, his steps firm, his anger clear.He yanked Madeline's hand away. "What in the world are you doing?"If he did not show up soon, were they going to end up in each other's arms?Madeline's hand throbbed from his tight grip, and she scowled with impatience. "I'm putting on pain relief cream! Can't you see?!""Is he so badly hurt or dying that you need to play nurse with him in front of everyone?"Trying to wriggle free without success, Madeline let out a mocking laugh. "He's not hurt down there, so what's the big deal about me treating him right here? Got a problem with that, Mr. Gibson?"Suddenly, all eyes darted to Trevon's backside.Fuming, Trevon wished he could just stitch her mouth shut.However, all he could do was glare calmly as everyone quickly looked away, feigning ignorance."Release me!" Madeline demanded again.Trevon glanced down, noticed her wrist turning pale from his grip, and hastily let go.Her wrist was marked with an
By the time the Lawsons returned to Yeneth's rental, she had nearly finished packing.Rebecca walked in, cheeks flushed, and bumped into Trevon, who was hauling boxes with a scowl."I can help," she offered timidly."Get lost," Trevon snapped.He was in a foul mood.Madeline had hopped into the car, clearly expecting him to do the heavy lifting.He was not just tired—it felt demeaning.Madeline had told him not to strain himself because of his injuries, which only soured his mood further.He was unyielding to Rebecca's offer of help.Rebecca, used to being the darling of the village and not accustomed to such harsh rejection, felt a sting of hurt and retreated to Carmen's embrace.Carmen immediately lashed out, "What's wrong with you? Rebecca's just trying to be nice, and you're being a complete jerk!"Who was Trevon to them, anyway? He had not even bothered to give them a second look.Madeline, with a baby on the way, was practically forbidden by Caleb to lift a finger.T
Two cars pulled up in the neighborhood where Madeline rented a place.Trevon had just found out that Madeline had been living on her own. "Why the heck did you go and rent a place?"Madeline shot him a look. "Mr. Gibson, have you forgotten we're getting a divorce?"Trevon's expression soured for a moment before he retorted, "Didn't I let you have the house?"Not in the mood for a pointless argument, Madeline stepped out of the car with Yeneth following her to unlock the door.Trevon frowned, turning to Daniel. "What's got her so fired up?"Daniel suppressed a chuckle. "Mrs. Gibson's been a bit different lately. Maybe you should try sweet-talking her?""Sweet-talk her?" Trevon let out a derisive laugh and got out of the car.Daniel adjusted his glasses and followed suit.Outside, a few bodyguards were ready and waiting."I appreciate you guys putting in the extra hours," Madeline said.The bodyguards grinned. "No trouble at all."They were just moving stuff. Since they were
Trevon kept his cool. "The cops called me."Madeline frowned. "Why would they call you?"She was not a kid. It was not like the police needed to call her parents every time she stepped foot in the station.Trevon shot her a look. "Had you even kept track of how many times you've dialed 911 lately? They were worried about you. Every time you called, they let me know."Was that so?Something did not sit right with Madeline, but she could not quite figure it out.Trevon let out a scoff. "What, you think I'm sitting around digging up your location? Do I look bored?"Madeline's eyes dropped.He had a point.He did not care about her, especially not when Lydia was in the picture. He probably found it a nuisance to get calls about her.If he had not been concerned she would stir up trouble, he would not have bothered with the police station.Madeline did not feel like talking anymore. She turned away, resting her head against the car door, and closed her eyes in silence.She was j
Despite her caution, Madeline insisted on taking Trevon for an X-ray. It was only after confirming there were no internal injuries that Madeline allowed herself to relax.Madeline finished bandaging his wounds and paused, her eyes sincere. "Mr. Gibson, you've saved my life this time. I can't thank you enough."Her words came straight from the heart. Without his protection, that accident could have been disastrous.She could have taken her chances, but her unborn child? That was another story. She was deeply grateful he had saved her, and more importantly, her baby."I'll do whatever it takes to keep our issues from affecting the Gibson Group. Even after we split, I'll be there if you need me" she promised.Trevon's brow creased in frustration. "I didn't save you just so you'd owe me something."It all happened so fast, and he did not have time to think. Before she knew it, he was there, shielding her with his own body.Madeline looked at him squarely. "No matter your reasons, yo
Madeline was actually cooking.Since the divorce came up, she had not touched anything in the kitchen.Her words from yesterday echoed in his mind, leaving Trevon with a faint sense of loss.She was just showing her gratitude—nothing more.Madeline, hearing him stir, glanced up with a soft smile. "You're up? How's your injury? Still hurting?"The morning sun kissed her cheeks, bathing her in a gentle glow.Trevon was momentarily lost in the sight, taking a few seconds to remember her question.He winced as a jolt of pain shot through his shoulder at the slightest movement.His face scrunched up, but he managed a weak response. "I'm fine."Madeline caught the grimace, her eyebrows lifting ever so slightly, but she chose not to comment."Go freshen up. Breakfast is ready."The table was simply set with two glasses of sweet corn juice, a sandwich, and a small bowl of fruit.It was a humble meal, yet it felt like a feast compared to Felicia's oatmeal and buns.Feeling better a
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