Madeline strolled into the lobby, her eyes like frost as they landed on the man who spoke.It was Hoyt.Hoyt smirked upon seeing Madeline. "Well, if it isn't my favorite niece! Been ages, kiddo. I've been missing something fierce."The words had barely left his mouth when Hoyt felt a piercing stare drilling into him.He scowled and traced the line of sight.Standing next to Madeline was a man in a pricey suit who oozed class. He was smirking at Hoyt.A shiver ran down Hoyt's back from that look.However, the sensation vanished as quickly as it came, as if it was never there.It must have been his imagination.Hoyt shrugged it off and gave Madeline another eyebrow raise.Madeline's voice was a frosty blade. "Your 'favorite niece' is in the psych ward. If you're missing her that much, why don't you go and keep her company?""Madeline, you're really pushing it," Hoyt snapped, slapping his hand down and pointing accusingly at her.Madeline was not in the mood for his nonsense.
Hoyt took off in a rush.Madeline watched him go, a smirk playing on her lips.Perfect.She was in for a real showdown.Nash wondered what they should do with the painting Hoyt had dropped off."Just stash it in some corner," Madeline said with a casual glance."When he shows up again, hand it back to him and kick it to the curb."Nash gave a knowing nod.It was an obvious move.Yarden watched her handle the situation with such poise and could not help but feel a bit proud.Madeline had not turned out like Bella, who was all about love and nothing else.Yarden said, "Madeline, you're invited to dinner with the Zieglers. Mr. Yash Ferguson's brothers are back in town. They want to thank you face-to-face."He was so quiet, she had nearly forgotten he was there.At his words, a flicker of conflict crossed Madeline's face. "I just helped my great-uncle out that one time. Now, everyone's queuing up to thank me. I really can't take all the credit."Besides, Mr. Yash Ferguson's b
Trevon had meant to pick up Madeline, but one thing after another had held him up, not to mention the treacherous snowy roads. By the time he reached Oralia, he learned that Caleb had already whisked Madeline away.He had rushed to the Luxuria Supper House after hearing where they were, only to be frozen in place by Madeline's words.Rooted to the spot, Trevon felt the veins on his forehead throb uncontrollably with each passing second.Riley was on the verge of a meltdown, jabbing a finger at Madeline and yelling, "How could you be so shameless?"The idea of Madeline seeking another man to father her child was just outrageous.Riley wanted a grandchild, but it had to be Trevon's, not some stranger's offspring!Madeline, ever the instigator, taunted, "You're waiting for Trevon to give you a grandson, but that's a long shot. Why not claim this kid? It was conceived while I was married to Trevon, and everyone will believe he's the dad!"Riley clenched her teeth and snapped, "In yo
Inside the private room, Caleb dismissed the waiter with a chuckle, "I've never seen Mrs. Yagle so... Well, rattled before."Riley, leaning on the Gibson family's support and her status as a widow, commanded extra respect from the old guard in Redenbaugh City.In the city's social circles, she was practically royalty, and few had the nerve to cross her."It was her who came looking for trouble with me, and she even tried to drag you into it," Madeline explained.Madeline did not want the Gibsons to find out about the baby's lineage, but she could not stand by and let Caleb take the fall.That mess was not good for her, Caleb, or even the baby.She had rushed into a divorce before, not thinking things through. However, she refused to admit to anything.Coming clean was meant to sicken Riley and to officially give her child a backstory.She could not just say the baby's dad was dead, could she?That would only lead to more issues once the baby arrived.A wave of complicated fee
Caleb was seething at Trevon's untimely intrusion, severing the moment.He had finally found the guts to lay his feelings out to Madeline, rehearsing lines in his head to win her over.However, Trevon swooped in.A huge chunk of Madeline's hesitation to tie the knot was tied to Trevon's presence.With Trevon in the picture, her 'yes' seemed even more out of reach.With that thought, the glares they traded turned frostier by the second."Mr. Gibson, you're not exactly busy yourself, huh? Clocking out this early, is the Gibson Group about to go under?"Trevon smirked. "Hardly. We've still got plenty of cash to splash on the Jabs family.""Well, that's a relief. Mr. Gibson, you can count on me. I've got the chops to take care of your health issues."Madeline was speechless.By the time Yeneth and Yahir showed up, Caleb and Trevon were perched on either side of Madeline, tossing snarky comments back and forth.Neither of them even glanced at the other, as if they were dissing th
Trevon looked where she was staring and saw a bunch of cars parked with several women getting in and driving off.Nothing seemed out of the ordinary."What's up?" Trevon inquired.Madeline quickly came back to her senses, her lips quivered, but she did not say a word.Instead, she turned to Caleb and asked, "Caleb, could you drop Yeneth off? She lives far away, and it's tough to catch a cab tonight."Caleb felt a knot in his stomach. "What about you?"Madeline gave a strained smile. "I'll ride with Trevon. We're headed the same way."Trevon's eyebrow quirked up, a spark in his eyes.Caleb watched them, feeling a sour twist in his gut, his heart swelling with an emotion he could not quite name."Sure."He did not dare to ask more and quickly left with Yeneth.Trevon's gaze shifted, landing on Yahir. "You're not going?"Yahir scratched his head. "Maybe I should tag along with you?"He did not want to face the boss lady at home. Going back would be like walking straight into
He did not know what he had until he looked, and Hoyt's digging had unearthed a goldmine. Cilix's recent jaunt to the Southern Archipelago had paid off big time. He had not just thrown up five factories, he had nailed down their supply chains too.In under a month, those factories would be cranking out nearly ninety percent of their workload.When the time came, would there even be a whisper of Jasperia Textiles left in the air?Cilix had gone and done it himself. He ordered a deep dive into every nook and cranny of the Sanders Group's factories, not letting anything slide.In the span of a single day, Hoyt's assets were frozen solid.Talk about kicking someone to the curb!Madeline hit the nail on the head—it was not her cutting off his escape, it was Cilix!To think, they had grown up together, side by side, and he had never guessed Cilix had such a dark heart.Hoyt, steaming mad, stormed into the Sanders family's mansion and let his fist fly right at Cilix.Wham!Cilix too
It took a while, but Lacee finally came over to Skylar, her voice gentle. "Mrs. Lowe, Mr. Sanders has left."She offered her hand to Skylar.Skylar swatted it away. "Get away from me, you faker! It's all your fault Lydia's locked up in that place!"Lydia was trapped, living a nightmare. Cilix seemed like he could not care less about her.What was going to happen to Lydia?Skylar was cursing under her breath, clutching her chest, coughing fits, seizing her.Lacee stared at her reddened hand, a hurt look on her face. "Mrs. Lowe, I swear I just stumbled upon that conversation about the mental hospital. You can check the bank cameras if you don't believe me. There were two ladies talking right next to me."Skylar eventually figured it out.Lacee was not the type to pull off such a stunt, not even if she was ten times bolder. It had to be Madeline, setting up the whole thing so Lacee would accidentally catch that conversation.However, Skylar could not let go of her resentment.If