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
“I just received word that Alejandro Volker officially announced yesterday that Cedric Volker will be the primary successor of Golden Snake. The news is expected to go public starting tomorrow.” Mark reported that he had read a fresh message from one of his contacts.A cold smirk curled at the corner of Regis’s lips. “Looks like he’s tired of sitting in that wheelchair and wants to play with fire, Mark.”"That’s what I think too. We can’t let him get away with this, Young Master," Mark replied, certain that Cedric was plotting something behind their backs.“Is our plan ready?” Regis asked.For the past few days, Regis had been meticulously preparing a surprise to deliver a crushing blow to Cedric Volker during the illegal transaction Cedric planned to carry out in the coming weeks.Regis was determined to show Alejandro that choosing his crippled youngest son as Golden Snake’s heir would only bring shame to the Volker name.“It’s ready, Air. All we need now is for Cedric to make his m
"Wait, you mean... Cedric Volker, the disabled son of the Volker family?"Xavier was stunned upon hearing that Alejandro Volker's son dared to approach Regis' wife at the café earlier.Regis nodded. "Yes, him. The café's CCTV was sabotaged by his men, but Mark managed to confirm through nearby surveillance cameras that it was Cedric Volker," he growled.Regis was still upset that Alejandro's son had managed to put on a mask of innocence and weakness to trick his wife. The thought made Regis want to punch Cedric's face and leave a few marks of his own.He hadn’t told Amora yet. Regis worried she wouldn’t believe his story about Cedric. Still, he planned to talk to her once she’d calmed down a bit."Wow, he’s bold. Is he trying to declare war?" Xavier exclaimed, his teeth gritting in frustration. He couldn’t believe Alejandro’s son would go as far as using Amora to put pressure on Regis."I’m not entirely sure of Cedric’s intentions with my wife," Regis admitted, exhaling deeply, "but I’
“Dad, do I really have to wear this?”Rayden asked his father who was watching his appearance in the full-length mirror that revealed his handsome and adorable figure.They were in an upscale boutique, where Regis had ordered a tailored suit for his son and a gown for his wife, both for the upcoming Royal Dragon anniversary celebration.Rayden was in the same fitting room as his father. His mother was in a different fitting room from them.Rayden is currently trying on a black tuxedo suit with a silver tie adorned with tiny diamonds. It was by far the most expensive outfit he had ever worn, and its weight was a bit much for his small frame.“You look incredibly handsome, son,” Regis complimented with a broad smile.“But it’s so heavy, Dad,” Rayden whined.Regis understood his son’s discomfort. The tuxedo was indeed a bit heavy—unsurprising, considering it wasn’t just designed by a renowned fashion designer but also incorporated cutting-edge technology that rendered it bulletproof.Reg
A wave of confusion swept over Rayden’s mind as he processed the question his father had just asked. He vividly remembered his mother asking him a similar question years ago, just before deciding to marry Regis.Back then, Rayden thought his mom was joking. After all, she had only asked for his opinion about Regis becoming his father, which made him happy since he had always wanted a father figure.This time, this similar question, with a different intent, certainly made Rayden think hard. He felt that Regis didn't just want to ask for his opinion, but there was another purpose that the man wanted to know from him.If he wanted to equate Regis with his biological father, of course, Rayden didn't like it. Although he had never met him in person and had no idea who his biological father was. In his mind there was only a negative assessment of the figure.Tilting his head slightly, Rayden fixed his sharp gaze on Regis.“Daddy is Daddy. There’s no way you’re anything like him,” Rayden dec
"Could he really be my biological father?"Rayden muttered to himself in front of the mirror. The thought had crossed his mind out of nowhere. Suspicion after suspicion began to bubble up, but he quickly shook his head.“No … no way. He’s not my real father,” Rayden mumbled, trying to push away his own analysis.“Where’s Mommy’s handsome prince?”Amora's voice interrupted Rayden's thoughts. He immediately turned his head and found his mother standing at the door of his fitting room.Amora looked stunning and elegant in a luxurious gown that highlighted her beauty.Rayden blinked, momentarily taken aback by her appearance.“Wow... my son is so handsome,” Amora praised enthusiastically. Her smile wide as she took in the sight of her son in formal attire for the first time.“You know, Ray, I almost thought you stepped right out of a fairy tale book,” she teased, giggling at her own imagination.Rayden gave her a shy smile as he walked toward her, gazing at her intently.“You’re beautiful
After finishing the fitting session, the sun had already begun its descent. Regis invited Amora and their son to dine at a restaurant his assistant had reserved.Upon arrival, a waiter and the restaurant manager greeted them warmly and escorted them to the private room they had booked.Rayden’s wide eyes wandered around the VIP room in awe. He took in the beautiful crystal chandeliers hanging elegantly from the high ceiling.His little feet quickly carried him to the large windows, which offered a breathtaking view of the city glowing with a myriad of twinkling lights.Mark followed closely behind, his duty being to accompany his young master’s son.“Do you like this restaurant, Little Young Master?” Mark asked, noting the sparkle in the boy’s eyes.Rayden looked up and nodded enthusiastically. His gaze shifted to the long dining table, where his parents were busy ordering food with the help of the manager.“Uncle Carter, can I ask you something?” Rayden whispered softly, as if afraid
"Congratulations on your upcoming wedding, Amora! Your fiancé is the dream man for many women. You're truly lucky!"A broad smile curled on Amora Lysander's lips as her best friend, Chelsea Harrison, congratulated her. There was no denying the joy blooming in her heart, as her moment of happiness was just around the corner.In one week, Amora would become the wife of Chris Walden. A year ago, she met her future husband at an annual event for the Lysander company. She fell in love with him, and fortunately, her feelings were reciprocated. Their relationship was blessed by both families.Amora was attending her bachelorette party, organized by her college friends. The party was held in an exclusive, private lounge at a luxurious five-star hotel.The sound of pounding music and singing enlivened the small party in the room. Two young women, already drunk, were dancing on the table, while two others were busy cheering and clapping.Amora Lysander shook her head slightly and laughed at the
After finishing the fitting session, the sun had already begun its descent. Regis invited Amora and their son to dine at a restaurant his assistant had reserved.Upon arrival, a waiter and the restaurant manager greeted them warmly and escorted them to the private room they had booked.Rayden’s wide eyes wandered around the VIP room in awe. He took in the beautiful crystal chandeliers hanging elegantly from the high ceiling.His little feet quickly carried him to the large windows, which offered a breathtaking view of the city glowing with a myriad of twinkling lights.Mark followed closely behind, his duty being to accompany his young master’s son.“Do you like this restaurant, Little Young Master?” Mark asked, noting the sparkle in the boy’s eyes.Rayden looked up and nodded enthusiastically. His gaze shifted to the long dining table, where his parents were busy ordering food with the help of the manager.“Uncle Carter, can I ask you something?” Rayden whispered softly, as if afraid
"Could he really be my biological father?"Rayden muttered to himself in front of the mirror. The thought had crossed his mind out of nowhere. Suspicion after suspicion began to bubble up, but he quickly shook his head.“No … no way. He’s not my real father,” Rayden mumbled, trying to push away his own analysis.“Where’s Mommy’s handsome prince?”Amora's voice interrupted Rayden's thoughts. He immediately turned his head and found his mother standing at the door of his fitting room.Amora looked stunning and elegant in a luxurious gown that highlighted her beauty.Rayden blinked, momentarily taken aback by her appearance.“Wow... my son is so handsome,” Amora praised enthusiastically. Her smile wide as she took in the sight of her son in formal attire for the first time.“You know, Ray, I almost thought you stepped right out of a fairy tale book,” she teased, giggling at her own imagination.Rayden gave her a shy smile as he walked toward her, gazing at her intently.“You’re beautiful
A wave of confusion swept over Rayden’s mind as he processed the question his father had just asked. He vividly remembered his mother asking him a similar question years ago, just before deciding to marry Regis.Back then, Rayden thought his mom was joking. After all, she had only asked for his opinion about Regis becoming his father, which made him happy since he had always wanted a father figure.This time, this similar question, with a different intent, certainly made Rayden think hard. He felt that Regis didn't just want to ask for his opinion, but there was another purpose that the man wanted to know from him.If he wanted to equate Regis with his biological father, of course, Rayden didn't like it. Although he had never met him in person and had no idea who his biological father was. In his mind there was only a negative assessment of the figure.Tilting his head slightly, Rayden fixed his sharp gaze on Regis.“Daddy is Daddy. There’s no way you’re anything like him,” Rayden dec
“Dad, do I really have to wear this?”Rayden asked his father who was watching his appearance in the full-length mirror that revealed his handsome and adorable figure.They were in an upscale boutique, where Regis had ordered a tailored suit for his son and a gown for his wife, both for the upcoming Royal Dragon anniversary celebration.Rayden was in the same fitting room as his father. His mother was in a different fitting room from them.Rayden is currently trying on a black tuxedo suit with a silver tie adorned with tiny diamonds. It was by far the most expensive outfit he had ever worn, and its weight was a bit much for his small frame.“You look incredibly handsome, son,” Regis complimented with a broad smile.“But it’s so heavy, Dad,” Rayden whined.Regis understood his son’s discomfort. The tuxedo was indeed a bit heavy—unsurprising, considering it wasn’t just designed by a renowned fashion designer but also incorporated cutting-edge technology that rendered it bulletproof.Reg
"Wait, you mean... Cedric Volker, the disabled son of the Volker family?"Xavier was stunned upon hearing that Alejandro Volker's son dared to approach Regis' wife at the café earlier.Regis nodded. "Yes, him. The café's CCTV was sabotaged by his men, but Mark managed to confirm through nearby surveillance cameras that it was Cedric Volker," he growled.Regis was still upset that Alejandro's son had managed to put on a mask of innocence and weakness to trick his wife. The thought made Regis want to punch Cedric's face and leave a few marks of his own.He hadn’t told Amora yet. Regis worried she wouldn’t believe his story about Cedric. Still, he planned to talk to her once she’d calmed down a bit."Wow, he’s bold. Is he trying to declare war?" Xavier exclaimed, his teeth gritting in frustration. He couldn’t believe Alejandro’s son would go as far as using Amora to put pressure on Regis."I’m not entirely sure of Cedric’s intentions with my wife," Regis admitted, exhaling deeply, "but I’
“I just received word that Alejandro Volker officially announced yesterday that Cedric Volker will be the primary successor of Golden Snake. The news is expected to go public starting tomorrow.” Mark reported that he had read a fresh message from one of his contacts.A cold smirk curled at the corner of Regis’s lips. “Looks like he’s tired of sitting in that wheelchair and wants to play with fire, Mark.”"That’s what I think too. We can’t let him get away with this, Young Master," Mark replied, certain that Cedric was plotting something behind their backs.“Is our plan ready?” Regis asked.For the past few days, Regis had been meticulously preparing a surprise to deliver a crushing blow to Cedric Volker during the illegal transaction Cedric planned to carry out in the coming weeks.Regis was determined to show Alejandro that choosing his crippled youngest son as Golden Snake’s heir would only bring shame to the Volker name.“It’s ready, Air. All we need now is for Cedric to make his m
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
“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
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