“What did you just say?”Estelle’s shout echoed through the café. She quickly covered her mouth with both hands, leaning closer to whisper to Amora, who sat across from her.She had just heard a shocking revelation from Amora, something so unbelievable it felt like headline news!Amora had confessed to Estelle that she was the wife of Regis Lorenzo, the famous Young Master who was the target of socialite women!Nowadays, Amora is busy building a business with Estelle. She had recently learned from Albert that Estelle hadn’t been lying about what had happened to the Mauverick family—and herself—over the past seven years.Albert also confirmed that Regis was well-acquainted with Estelle’s husband.With this assurance, Amora decided there was no need to hide her status as Regis’s wife from Estelle, especially now that they were business partners. Lying would only erode the trust they were building.Before revealing this, Amora had asked Regis for permission to tell Estelle about their re
“Of course. She’s had the nerve to smear our names. I won’t let her get away with it,” Estelle said with fiery determination.Previously, Estelle had filed a defamation lawsuit against Chelsea for tarnishing her and Amora’s reputation. However, Chelsea managed to have the case dismissed by leveraging support from her fiancé’s influential family, leading Estelle to believe she needed a different strategy to strike back.“You mentioned yesterday that you had a great idea to teach her a lesson. What is it, Amora?” Estelle asked, her curiosity piqued.A sly smirk crept onto Amora’s lips. A few days ago, she had received some intriguing information about Chelsea Harrison from Albert. Initially, Amora had no intention of stooping to underhanded tactics by sharing the details with anyone.However, when Amora learned from Estelle that Chelsea continued to bombard them with malicious rumors among their peers, she realized she couldn’t just stand idly by.Amora had to act—not only to stop Chels
After a thirty-minute discussion, Estelle excused herself to leave the café first. She had an appointment with the owner of a building she was planning to purchase for their future main office."I’ll update you once I’ve negotiated the price with the owner," Estelle said as she got up from her seat."Good luck, Estelle!" Amora cheered, clenching her fists to show support.Estelle smiled and waved at Biana and Amora before leaving. Once Estelle was gone, Biana wasted no time interrogating Amora. She had been holding back her curiosity about Amora’s situation, but now she needed answers.Biana hadn’t asked her over the phone because she wanted to see Amora in person and assess any changes for herself. Now that she had, she wasn’t going to let it slide."I think it’s time you tell me what’s been going on with you, Amora. Do you know how worried I was when I couldn’t reach you?" Biana blurted out.She had been extremely anxious when Amora became unreachable after they parted ways at the h
“Hey, don’t you have eyes?!”A burly man with an angry expression was shouting at a younger man seated in an electric wheelchair.The commotion happened near Amora’s table, making it hard for her to avoid witnessing the scene.After observing the situation, Amora guessed that the disabled man's wheelchair must have accidentally bumped into the burly man. The coffee drink that the disabled man was carrying spilled and hit the shoes of the man with the creepy face.“I’m sorry, it was an accident,” the disabled man apologized, his innocent face full of regret.However, the burly man refused to accept the apology. “You think saying sorry fixes this? You think your apology will clean the stain off my shoes?” He snapped.Trying to resolve the situation, the disabled young man pulled out his wallet and took out several bills to compensate for the mishap.“Will this be enough?” He offered three hundred-dollar bills to the man demanding reparation.The burly man’s fierce expression softened im
"Hello, Amora. I’m almost there. You’re done, right?"A sly smirk crept across the lips of the young, unfamiliar man as he heard Regis’s voice on the other end of Amora’s phone, which was now pressed against his ear."Amora? Are you listening?"Regis called out to his wife again, thinking it was Amora who had answered his call.Just as the stranger was about to respond, he suddenly heard Amora’s voice behind him, causing him to change his mind.Slowly, the man lowered Amora’s phone from his ear, maintaining a calm expression as he placed it back on the table. Turning around, he spotted Amora walking toward the table, carrying the latte he had ordered."Did I keep you waiting too long, Sir?" Amora asked, still unaware that the man had answered Regis’s call."Not at all," the man replied with a composed demeanor, ensuring she wouldn’t suspect anything."Here’s your drink, Sir." Amora set the glass in front of him. "This time, try not to spill it," she joked.The man responded with a fai
Outside the café, Regis was already waiting to pick up Amora. But instead of staying in the car, he stepped out and stood by the vehicle.“What’s wrong? Why are you out of the car?” Amora asked, puzzled.Regis didn’t answer. Instead, he shot back, “Are you done?”Amora nodded.“Where were you earlier?” Regis pressed further.His sharp gaze fixed on her, scrutinizing her intently.“Earlier?” Amora frowned but soon realized what her husband was getting at. “You mean that phone call?”Regis cleared his throat and looked away, but his tone stayed firm. “Who were you talking to? I heard a man’s voice. Was he a friend?”As far as Regis knew, Amora planned to meet Gino Moonstone’s wife and her former colleague, Biana Curtiz, today. So, hearing her on the phone with a man had caught him off guard. What made it even stranger was that the man’s voice sounded oddly familiar, yet Regis couldn’t place it.That’s why he had gotten out of the car—to catch a glimpse of whoever his wife had been talki
“What do you mean by cooperation?”Amora’s hazel eyes narrowed sharply. She had a feeling Regis’ words carried a deeper meaning.“I’m going to increase security and surveillance around you. I hope you won’t reject this,” Regis explained, laying out his plan for her safety.Amora’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Wait, you mean … there will be people following me around once my identity is revealed?”Regis nodded. “It’s all for your safety, and this applies to Ray too. I hope you understand—there’s a risk someone might target you both,” he clarified.Regis felt it was necessary to increase their son’s security after the celebration as well. He worried that Xavier wouldn’t be able to handle everything alone.Amora rolled her eyes in frustration. “Your enemies are such a hassle,” she muttered.Amora let out a long sigh. While she understood Regis’ arrangements were meant to protect her and Rayden, she couldn’t help but feel burdened. Her longed-for freedom was slipping away, and it frustrate
Amora's eyebrows knitted further in confusion. She couldn't understand the reason behind her husband's drastic change in expression. She could see the anger mixed with anxiety in Regis's eyes, but she could not find the reason.Still overwhelmed with confusion, Amora repeated what she had said earlier, “I... I said I don't know him. But, I'm sure he's not a bad person.”“That's not it. I mean what did you say he was? Paralyzed?” Regis asked, trying to confirm he hadn’t misheard."Y-yeah. He was sitting in a wheelchair. Seems like he has some issues with his legs," Amora replied, trying to explain the condition of the man she helped earlier."So, I hope you don’t go around accusing people without understanding their situation first," Amora added, which Regis ignored.Regis clenched his fists tightly. His anger simmering. He glanced at Mark who also looked shocked at Amora's explanation.Although it was still just a hunch, somehow Regis felt that the strange man who met Amora by chance
A wide smile lingered on Regis' lips as he parked his car at his penthouse. He could barely contain his excitement to see the woman he adored. Even though the sky had only just turned orange, he was already home earlier than usual."Good afternoon, Young Master Lorenzo," One of his subordinates patrolling the parking area greeted him."Afternoon," Regis replied, making his subordinate's face twisted in shock.Why wouldn't he be surprised? Regis was usually indifferent to every one.The unexpected friendliness made his subordinate doubt whether he had mistaken him for someone else. But upon seeing the sharp glint in Regis' eyes, the man’s courage immediately faltered.Regis cleared his throat softly. He realized his expression was a bit excessive, but it was hard for him to suppress his happiness. He was sure Amora would be surprised to see him since he hadn’t told her he’d be home earlier than usual.He walked into the elevator, his arms full of gifts he'd picked up on his way back.T
Amora's thoughts raced as she scowled internally. 'What’s he planning now? He better not ask for something weird, 'she mused, her eyes narrowing at Regis suspiciously.The subtle shift in Regis's expression revealed everything. His irritation toward Albert gradually faded, replaced by an idea—he saw an opportunity to make Amora owe him.“Well?” Regis prompted again when his wife didn’t respond.“What kind of reward are you thinking of?” Amora probed, her lips pursed.“Would you really grant it if I told you?” Regis challenged, making her feel even more wary.Amora knew Regis was scheming. Yet, with Albert and the others' lives potentially in grave danger, she didn’t have the luxury to deliberate long. Her immediate instinct was to ensure their safety, even if it meant taking a risk.“Of course, as long as you fulfill my request,” Amora replied, keeping her tone steady.She trusted that Regis wouldn’t demand anything harmful or malicious—not after his heartfelt confession the night bef
"Where’s my husband, Mr. Carter?"Amora interrogated her husband's assistant, who stood stiffly in front of her. She was considering seeking out Regis to plead for forgiveness on behalf of Albert and the others.She would feel guilty if she didn't help them, especially since Albert had been incredibly helpful to her over the past few days."I’m sorry, Ma’am, I .…"Amora let out a sharp breath. Seeing Mark’s hesitation, she sensed that he was reluctant to reveal her husband's whereabouts."Never mind. Leave and wait for me in the lobby," Amora ordered firmly.Mark nodded and quickly left the room.After he was gone, Amora picked up her phone and searched for Regis’s contact. Without a second thought, she initiated a video call. It didn’t take long for him to answer.Regis’s face appeared on the screen. Amora had chosen video call to ensure she could see exactly where her husband was."Regis," Amora greeted nervously. This was their first video call. They usually communicated via text o
"So you told them?" Amora asked, probing."Of course not. Why would you want to get involved with people like that again?" Estelle chimed in."Smart. But I don't see any harm in using this opportunity to introduce our business to them, Estelle," Amora said, a sly grin spreading across her face as she shared an idea that suddenly popped into her head."Brilliant idea. Alright, then, let’s squeeze some money out of them," Estelle replied, laughing heartily.Amora could only shake her head. "But don’t tell them I'm Regis' wife. This is still top secret. I don’t want to deal with people like them," she reminded her friend."Relax. I’ll keep my lips sealed." Estelle mimed locking her mouth."Alright, if there’s nothing else to discuss, I’m going to have breakfast," Amora said, intending to end the call."Okay. But have you contacted Mr. Ritter? He was really worried last night. Poor guy," Estelle muttered, remembering his concerned expression."I’ll try to reach out to him later," Amora re
“Ma’am, you’re awake? I’ve come to pick you up.”Mark Carter stood at the door of Amora’s hotel room. As instructed by Regis, he was here to escort her.“My husband has already left?” Amora asked as she scanned the area around Mark.When she woke up earlier, Regis was nowhere to be found in the room.“Yes, Ma’am. The young master had some matters to attend to this morning. He asked me to come and check on you,” Mark explained, his head slightly bowed. He didn’t dare look her directly in the eyes or even glance at her.Amora’s appearance was quite disheveled; she had just woken up and was wearing a kimono-style towel provided by the hotel.Of course, she wasn’t trying to seduce anyone. She had simply taken off her dress last night, finding it too uncomfortable to sleep in.Her body was modestly wrapped in the kimono, but still, for a normal man like Mark, it was hard not to notice the beauty radiating from her.“Come in. I’m still having breakfast,” Amora said casually, walking back in
"I've already explained everything. I’m not involved! Don’t you get it? Get me out of here!"A middle-aged woman with heavy, smeared makeup leaned her face through the gap between the steel bars of the cell she was spending the night in. She had been yelling for over an hour, and her voice was now hoarse.Inside the dark and damp cell, she wasn’t alone. Sitting in one corner, hugging her knees tightly, was a young woman dressed in a once-elegant gown that now looked disheveled and dirty.The two women from vastly different generations were Julia Brown and Chelsea Harrison.Both had been detained at the local police station after undergoing separate interrogations for their crimes. The filthy, cramped cell with thick, dusty iron bars only added to Julia’s frustration.Standing by the bars, Julia shouted again, “I’m innocent! Don’t you know who I am?!”She couldn’t accept being treated this poorly by being thrown into a foul-smelling, filthy prison cell. The dim lighting in the tiny roo
"Ugh!"Amora struggled to keep up with Regis' increasingly passionate kiss. She felt completely overwhelmed as Regis greedily claimed her lips, leaving her no room to resist.Amora’s back was pressed tightly against the headboard as Regis’ hand moved to cradle the back of her head, deepening the kiss even further.Regis’s tongue was relentless the moment Amora parted her lips. The room was filled with the sounds of wet kisses and muffled moans.Amora’s thoughts were a whirlwind. She couldn’t even process what she was doing anymore, but one thing was clear—she was thoroughly enjoying the kiss.Seconds later, her chest tightened as her lungs screamed for air. She tapped Regis lightly on the chest, signaling him to stop. He finally pulled back, giving her a moment to catch her breath.Amora glared at him sharply, wiping her now-flushed lips with the back of her hand.Seeing her do this, Regis immediately leaned in and planted another quick kiss on her lips. Instinctively, Amora wiped the
Amora’s eyes darted nervously, her mind racing but completely blank. Every word she had planned to say vanished in the shock of the moment. She had no idea how to respond to the question Regis had just asked her.Truthfully, Amora didn’t even fully understand her own feelings. She wasn’t sure if she had broken her own vow never to fall in love again—a promise she had kept for the past seven years, haunted by fear and pain from her past.Her previous experience had left a deep scar on her heart. Yet, after spending nearly a month growing close to Regis, she found herself feeling an unexpected sense of comfort—a sensation she never thought she’d experience again.Still, Amora had repeatedly reminded herself not to make the same mistake twice. She had ingrained it in her mind: loving anyone meant opening herself up to disappointment.“Do I ... have feelings for him?” Amora wondered silently.Amora had considered the possibility that her feelings for Regis were nothing more than temporary
A nervous smile appeared on Amora’s lips as she tried to clear her mind, which had suddenly gone blank because of a strange question that popped into her thoughts.“I-I thought our relationship has always been mutually beneficial. What do you mean by saying you’re hurt? Aren’t we both grown-ups who can accept the risks of our actions? Do we really need to make a fuss over such a small accident?”Amora tried to keep an open mind. She still wasn’t sure if Regis had any special feelings for her.‘Have I not made my signals clear enough?’ Regis thought as he let out a weary sigh. He wasn’t sure if he was being too dense or if Amora was just too oblivious to pick up on the signs of love he’d been giving her all along.Suddenly, Regis placed his large hand on top of Amora’s head, ruffling her long hair playfully.“Regis, stop it! What’s wrong with you?” Amora complained, trying to fend off his hand, which seemed determined to turn her into his personal plaything.“You must be feeling better