So, her heartfelt plea was all about getting those papers.Madeline could not help but smile at the irony. "With all your charm, Ms. Sanders, why don't you ask grandma yourself? You're so devoted to Mr. Gibson, and with grandma's soft spot for her grandson, she's bound to say yes."Lydia's fists were balled up tight as she spat out, "So, Madeline, you're really not going to do us this solid? How can you be so wrapped up in yourself? Your selfishness is screwing all three of us over!"The whole table was stunned into silence by her outburst."Ugh, I'm about to hurl my dinner." Yeneth could not take it anymore and blurted out, "Will you let us eat in peace!"Caleb signaled for the waiter. "Could we get a quiet booth, please?"The waiter, looking sorry, quickly bowed and went to set it up. Trevon dismissed the idea with a wave of his hand. "Forget it." Lydia opened her mouth to argue, but Trevon's frosty stare stopped her abruptly. She was seething inside. She was always the one f
The news was a ray of hope for Madeline, but the looming concern was the cost. Don't stress about the money. You can pay me back whenever you're able to."Madeline winced inwardly, thirty thousand dollars for the medicine was way beyond her means."However, there's something I'd like to ask you," Caleb said, changing the subject."My mentor is really interested in your mom's condition and wants to examine it closely. The hospital records I've seen are only recent. Is there any chance you could dig up her older medical records?"Madeline paused, recalling the stack of papers tucked away in Bella's belongings."I'll get them sorted out and to you today," she promised.Caleb nodded, his gratitude evident.Madeline softly shook her head. "The thanks should really come from me. I don't know who your mentor is, but they must be something special. Having such an amazing doctor look after my mom's condition is a true gift."She blushed slightly. "You've done so much for me, and I feel
Madeline paused, at a loss for words, and could only offer a smile.Edith caught the awkwardness of her previous comment and quickly corrected herself, addressing Yanick, "You better stick around this time. Your mom's lined up a bunch of dates for you. Time to meet some ladies and settle down."Yanick's skin crawled at the thought, but he leaned in with a cheeky smile, "Not a fan of those girls. I think Madeline's pretty great."His eyes flicked over Madeline as he spoke.Madeline tensed up. What kind of nonsense was he spouting? Before she could gather her thoughts, Yanick went on, "Grandma even had the tarot cards read to find me the right one."So that's what he was getting at? Madeline let out a relieved breath.Edith chuckled. "You're okay with that? Then I might just find the perfect day to trek up the mountain and see what the tarot cards say."Yanick leaped to his feet. "After seeing the Northern Lights, Grandma claims she's old but now she's more spry than ever, ready t
Madeline shook her head with conviction. "How could I ever resent you, Grandma? You were there for me when I felt so alone. Without you, my mom and I would be lost. She wouldn't have the care she needs, Sanders wouldn't cover her medical bills, and I wouldn't have the life I have now."She would not have spent those three years close to Trevon. Even though she was upset with Trevon, she never thought he owed her anything. It was just hard to accept his favoritism."After three years, Trevon and I never grew close, his heart was always with Lydia. I've accepted that, and moved on. That's why I'm asking you, Grandma, to give us your blessing, for Trevon and me."Edith's hand shook ever so slightly. "Are you sure this is what you want?"Madeline gave a nod, her smile a blend of warmth and determination. She was set on getting a divorce. Edith felt a sharp twinge in her heart as she noticed that, her eyes misting over. "Madeline..."She was such a wonderful person, Edith hated to see
With a casual authority in his voice, Trevon replaced the juice with a cup of warm water, a thoughtful gesture that was all too uncommon.Madeline eyed the warm water in her hands and let out a soft laugh. Why not indulge him that once? She took a sip of the bland water, giving him that much.Madeline pulled out her ID and handed it over to Trevon with deliberate slowness. "Grandma's already given me the papers. It's time we get divorced."Trevon froze, caught off guard. She had cleaned up the house and even fixed him a glass of juice. He had thought maybe she was softening up, ready to back down. Their marriage was beyond saving, but Madeline had been there for him for three years. He did not want their last moments to be a bitter battle.It was a relief that Madeline seemed to be the one conceding. He could use that as a chance to bow out gracefully, to treat her well before they parted ways. However, then, Madeline brought out her ID again, mentioning divorce. What was she getti
On Sunday morning, Madeline woke to darkness. She assumed it was dawn until her phone read nine o'clock—it was a downpour. Yesterday had been so sunny. With the rain, Madeline wavered on visiting Bella in the hospital. She was doing better, but early pregnancy was risky, and a fall could be disastrous.Caleb's message popped up. "Madeline, you up? It's nasty out. Stay home. I've got your mom covered."Nobody could outdo Caleb in thoughtfulness. "Thanks, I owe you one, Caleb.""Another treat to say thanks?" Caleb asked."Ha, definitely. However, no more Luxuria Supper House.""Yeah, not the best. You're moving, right? Why not cook at your new place?""I could do that! I'm pretty handy in the kitchen.""We'll see about that."After a good chat with Caleb, Madeline felt a whole lot better. She could not help but share a thought with Yeneth: "Caleb is such a gem. The girl who ends up with him is going to be one lucky lady."Yeneth shot back with a teasing emoji. "Well, if he's suc
The final day's breakfast was bound to be anything but enjoyable.Madeline stepped back, arms folded, her voice icy. "So you take Lydia's word for everything? Trevon, I never took you for a fool. However, to think you would be so blinded by love. Around Lydia, it's like your brain checks out. Lydia having a tough time overseas? Why don't you check in with Cilix and see just how 'tough' it's been for Lydia these past three years? More like living the high life, if you ask me. And even if she's had it rough, what's that got to do with me? Did I make her life difficult? Why should I be the one to wise up?"Trevon's brow creased with concern. "Why are you thinking this way? I thought you getting your papers meant you'd done some soul-searching?"Soul-searching about her past tantrums and irrational behavior. Madeline could not hold back and scoffed. "Me, soul-search? What on earth is it? Trevon, let me tell you why I really went for those documents. I'm sick of you two jerks, flitting a
Madeline's hand, which had been reaching out, froze in place. Chilled by the rain, she slowly pulled back. She had noticed the troubling online chatter and wanted to ask Trevon about his plans—did he need her help? The thought was almost comical. When trouble struck, her instinct was to offer assistance. However, what could she possibly do for him?Despite that, Madeline turned and headed for the elevator. Her path was blocked by an onlooker. "That was Mr. Gibson who just left, wasn't it? Do you know him?""You look so familiar. Are you acquainted with Mr. Gibson, are you his wife?""That's her, that's her. I've seen them return together many times."While talking, someone whipped out a camera and started snapping photos. The flash was blinding. Madeline raised her hand to shield her eyes. "You're mistaken. Please, let me through."The woman who recognized Madeline chuckled. "No mistake here. It's definitely you. Don't be upset, it's not like you're the only one with a cheating hu
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