Regis clasped his hands together and looked at Mark with eager anticipation. His intention to get back to work was momentarily put on hold. His sharp eyes fixed on Mark.
"Go on, what brilliant idea do you have, Mark?" Regis commanded his assistant.
Mark cleared his throat awkwardly and spoke cautiously, fearing his suggestion might backfire on him, "Well, you could find someone to pretend to be your partner, Sir. That way, your father might stop pushing you."
"Pretend?"
Regis was quite surprised by his assistant's suggestion. It was beyond his expectations. However, he thought there might be some truth to what Mark was saying.
His father had always been worried about his marriage. Although many women tried to get close to Regis, he dismissed them all.
Regis had never thought about a serious relationship leading to marriage. To him, it was better not to be tie
"Young Master, I've registered as a match seeker on the Blind Date App and signed up for VIP membership to keep my identity confidential," reported Mark, now back in Regis's office.Following Regis's orders, he had to register himself as a match seeker. Regis glanced at him briefly after hearing his report.Regis's fingers were still busy scrolling through his phone, reading articles about the accident he was involved in. He hoped to find useful information from the articles but found nothing significant."Continue," Regis ordered indifferently, noticing that his assistant was waiting for a response.Clearing his throat, Mark continued, "As per your instructions, I've filled out the criteria you requested."Mark handed his tablet to Regis and added, "Here is a list of women scheduled for the blind dates from tomorrow afternoon to evening. There are thirty-two in total."One of Regis's eyebrows lifted. He glanced at Mark and said, "Looks like you're quite popular, Mark. I thought you'd
The elevator doors opened. Regis had just arrived at the second basement level, where its top executives parked their cars.His eyes scanned the area, searching for the red metallic Aston Martin he had used seven years ago.His gaze settled on a man in his thirties wiping the windshield of his car. This was Albert Parker, Regis’s personal driver.Regis walked over to him. Albert had been working for Regis since his recovery from the hospital seven years ago.Although Albert was initially hired by Diego to monitor Regis’s movements, his performance had always impressed Regis.Because of this, Albert was especially trusted to take care of and clean every car Regis planned to use.Busy cleaning the rear window and humming a tune, Albert didn’t notice Regis’s presence and was startled when he saw Regis standing beside the car.“Young Master,” Albert stammered, stopping his work.Regis nodded slightly.“Do you need to go somewhere?” Albert asked, puzzled.Usually, Mark would notify him if
Regis stared at the diamond earring in his hand, feeling confused. He was sure he had seen it before, but he couldn't recall who it belonged to.Regis knew that no woman had ever been in the car he was driving. He was a car enthusiast, both then and now, and always treated his vehicles with great care. Some cars were exclusively for his use, including the one he was driving now."Are you alright, Sir?"Albert Parker's voice broke Regis's thoughts. His driver had caught up with him.Regis saw the worried look on Albert's face as he stood by the car."Did you clean this car, Al?" Regis ignored his driver’s question.Albert nodded slightly."Did you see the pair to this earring?" Regis asked, showing the earring to his driver.Albert tilted his head and then shook it firmly. "No, Sir. I just saw it now," he replied honestly.'So, the earring fell here and its pair is somewhere else,' Regis thought.Suddenly, a vague image of the woman who spent the night with him at the Manhattan Hotel s
Biana walked towards the waiting area, her face etched with anger. Her eyes scanned the surroundings for any sign of her ex-boyfriend. But he was nowhere to be seen.All she saw were a few unfamiliar faces.“Where did that jerk go? Did he run away scared?” She thought, feeling more frustrated by the second.Deciding to return to work, Biana was about to leave when a man’s voice stopped her.“Excuse me, are you Miss Curtiz?”Slowly, Biana turned around to face a man who looked older than her. Her expression was confused as their eyes met.She blinked several times, surprised and impressed. The man’s neat and clean suit made him look very handsome. Although Mark didn’t possess the same commanding and masculine charisma as Regis, he was still quite striking, comparable to top-tier actors.Mark always
The corner of Mark's mouth lifted in a mocking smile. "Are you planning to wash your hands of what you've done and throw baseless accusations at me, Miss Curtiz?"Biana shook her head repeatedly in confusion. "Please clarify, Mr. Carter. In what way can you say that I've deceived you? We have never met, let alone known each other!"Now, Mark had his hands on his hips. He couldn't believe he was dealing with such a complicated girl. He only wanted to ensure that the person his boss was looking for wasn't this girl."We've indeed never met or known each other, Miss Curtiz. But what did you do yesterday? Can you tell me if the person working under the name Biana Curtiz yesterday was you?"Biana's face turned pale upon hearing his question. "So... you're really not..."Mark's brow furrowed deeply, staring straight at the girl with various thoughts running through his mind.&nb
"Amora, this is really bad!""What do you mean, Biana?"Amora frowned. She glanced at Rayden for a moment. They were sitting on the bed together, as Amora had intended to read a book to her son.Not wanting Rayden to hear their conversation, Amora signaled for her son to step out of the room for a bit.Once he was outside, Amora continued her conversation with Biana on the phone."What’s wrong, Biana? You said someone? An assistant from Royal Dragon is looking for me?" Amora asked, confused."Yes. And do you know who sent the $500 tip? It was him!" Biana shouted, forcing Amora to hold the phone away from her ear for a moment.Amora tried to process everything Biana was saying, including the misunderstanding between them. She wasn't too surprised as she had suspected it from the beginning.'So now he's sending hi
“Oh my gosh, it's already this late.”Amora glanced at the clock showing half past four in the morning. She quickly removed her apron, changed her clothes, and walked towards her son’s room.She carefully grabbed the door handle to Rayden’s room. The room was still very dark as dawn had not yet broken.Only a night light provided minimal illumination in the boy's room. Amora sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked her son's hair, and smiled softly.Her gentle touch woke Rayden. “Mom, are you leaving already?” Rayden asked while rubbing his eyes. The boy was used to his mother’s routine.Amora nodded slightly. “I’ve prepared your breakfast on the dining table. You just need to put it in the microwave or ask Mrs. Adams to warm it up.”Rayden nodded drowsily on the bed. His mother had given a spare key to Emma so she could come over anytime to pick him up when it was time to go to school.A small smile appeared on Amora's lips whenever she saw her son's adorable behavior. “Alright, I
"Perfect!"A broad smile adorned Amora's face as she gazed at the newly arranged products on one of the display shelves. She pushed the empty trolley into storage, and she saw Biana organizing some newly arrived items."Bia, anything I can help with?" Amora asked the girl."No, it's fine, Amora. I'm almost done here," Biana replied, counting and jotting down the items on a small piece of paper.Amora nodded slightly and headed towards a special rack for storing employees' belongings at WW Mart. She retrieved her backpack from there."Oh, by the way, how about last night? Did that man continue questioning you?" Amora asked, settling into an empty chair in the storage room.Biana glanced briefly and replied, "No. He left shortly after I called you."Amora was taken aback. She was quite surprised by Biana's short response. She had felt guilt
“What are you doing here?” Regis demanded sharply, glaring at the elegantly dressed middle-aged woman in a matching blouse and midi skirt.The woman was none other than Liliana Ritter!Amora’s eyebrows knitted together as she glanced back and forth between Regis and Liliana, clearly confused.'Wasn't Mark supposed to come? Why is Mrs. Lorenzo here instead?' Amora wondered, still trying to process the situation.Liliana remained calm despite Regis's cold demeanor. She walked gracefully toward their table and pulled out a chair directly facing Regis and Amora.The tension between them was palpable. Regis radiated hostility, but Liliana's nonchalant attitude made him feel like a fool.“I came to see you, Regis,” Liliana said calmly, placing her handbag on the table.Regis let out a bitter scoff. “I don’t think we have anything to talk about,” he shot back curtly.Without waiting for a response, Regis stood up, grabbed Amora's wrist, and headed for the door.Though still confused, Amora q
After spending the whole day in the hotel room since yesterday, finally this afternoon Regis and Amora decided to go out with Rayden. They wanted to visit Emma Adams' residence, more precisely the apartment of Emma's son-Henry Allen.Upon arrival, they were warmly welcomed by Emma. Amora introduced her husband to her.Emma was shocked. She never expected Regis Lorenzo to be Rayden's biological father. But after hearing Amora's story, she shared in their happiness."Thank goodness Ray's dream of having a father finally came true. And not just any father—his biological one," Emma said, glancing at Rayden sitting beside her.The boy simply grinned and continued enjoying Emma's homemade apple pie. It had been a long time since he last tasted her cooking, and before he knew it, he had already eaten two slices."That's enough, Ray. You've had too many sweets today," Amora said as Rayden reached for another slice."But Grandma's apple pie is so good," Rayden quipped, ignoring his mother's pr
"Hank, do you think this recording is real?" Alejandro asked after spending considerable time analyzing the audio he had received.Even though the voice clearly belonged to Altan Demir, Alejandro still found it odd. He questioned Altan's motive against Kenneth. He knew the two had never crossed paths before, and there was no apparent reason for Altan to murder his eldest son."I need to verify it first, Boss," Hank replied cautiously."If this recording is genuine, then Regis Lorenzo has been innocent all along," Alejandro murmured with a long sigh.However, Alejandro did not appear regretful for wrongly accusing Regis. After all, the Royal Dragon had caused him countless troubles. The rivalry between the Golden Snake and the Royal Dragon was well-known.Hank remained silent as his phone rang suddenly. It was a call from one of his contacts.After the call ended, Hank immediately reported to Alejandro. "Boss, there's information that Altan Demir was summoned to the local police statio
Old Madam Lorenzo had just returned to her pavilion after visiting her son’s headquarters. Her pale, aged face was still filled with anger. Her gaze landed on her daughter-in-law, who was already standing there to greet her."Mother," Liliana greeted."You still haven't left?" the old woman asked indifferently.Liliana shook her head. "I wanted to hear from you first," she replied.Winny Silverlake gestured for Rebecca to leave, and Liliana quickly guided the old woman to sit on the family room sofa in the pavilion."You look very pale, Mother," Liliana murmured with concern. She remained standing by her mother-in-law's side and asked, "Did something happen earlier?"Winny let out a long sigh and answered, "It’s nothing. Just an old ailment.""Did Diego still refuse to change his mind and upset you?" Liliana guessed.Winny let out a thin smirk and muttered, "It seems he would rather see me dead than listen to my request.""Mother ...." Liliana's concern became more evident. From the b
"Mother!"Diego called out to his mother again, but the elderly woman didn’t respond.Winny Silverlake's face quickly turned pale. Her breathing grew more labored. One hand gripped the arm of the sofa to keep herself from collapsing.Diego hurried to support his mother and shouted toward the door, "Rebecca! Pablo!"Both Pablo and Rebecca, who were just outside the room, were startled by the head of the Lorenzo family's urgent call. They rushed in immediately.Seeing their employer in distress, Rebecca quickly helped the elderly woman sit back on the sofa, making sure she was comfortable. She pulled out an inhaler from the small bag slung over her shoulder.Diego ordered Pablo to go and prepare the wheelchair, worried that his mother might need it soon. Meanwhile, Rebecca focused on administering first aid.As a trained caregiver, Rebecca swiftly helped Old Madam Lorenzo use the inhaler, gently spraying the medication into her mouth. After a moment, she slowly removed the inhaler. "Mad
“Do you even realize what you’ve done, Diego?” snapped Mrs. Winny Lorenzo angrily.The elderly woman still hadn’t forgotten the lie her son told two days ago. The memory was still vivid in her mind.After the chaotic ship party, Old Madam Lorenzo had been asked to return home and wait for good news from her son. She was extremely worried when she heard that Regis had run away and hoped Diego would handle it well.But instead of good news, she got the opposite. Diego had gone against Regis’s marriage.Winny also found out that Diego had issued an ultimatum to the Royal Dragon staff, stating that Regis would no longer be recognized as a Lorenzo if he refused to break things off with Amora.Winny Silverlake was furious at her son’s decision. She had only found out that morning when someone secretly tipped her off.Diego had previously instructed his subordinates to keep the news from her because he didn’t want her to show up and unleash her anger on him like she was doing now.Winny rare
"Forgive my insolence, Madam," Pablo reflexively lowered his head in front of Winny Silverlake.Finally, Pablo Varon stepped aside to let the old woman pass.Winny curled her lips lazily and hissed with disdain, "It seems my son needs to reevaluate his employees' attitudes. I can't believe you don't understand your place."Pablo knew she was merely bluffing. The Old Madam Lorenzo had no authority to fire him, and Diego Lorenzo wouldn't comply with her whims just because Pablo was doing his job.After all, Diego himself had instructed Pablo not to let anyone into the room. Still, the old woman's threat made him uneasy."I deserve any punishment, Madam," Pablo replied, keeping his head bowed.As expected, the old woman ignored him and proceeded inside once Rebecca was instructed to open the grand door before them. As the doors swung open, all eyes turned to them."Madam Lorenzo," everyone in the room greeted her, except for Diego Lorenzo.Winny ignored the greetings. Her sharp eyes focu
The morning at Royal Dragon's headquarters was unusually quiet. Everyone was busy with their tasks, but the silence was abruptly shattered when Old Madam Lorenzo arrived without prior notice.Usually, Old Madam Lorenzo stayed in a separate pavilion away from the main Lorenzo residence because she disliked the constant chaos that often erupted there, as it was connected to Royal Dragon's headquarters."Madam," greeted one of Diego's subordinates, clearly surprised by her sudden appearance. After all, Old Madam Lorenzo rarely stepped foot in the main residence before the servants had cleaned up any messes inside.Winny Silverlake had always disliked the smell of blood, so she insisted that the place be cleaned thoroughly before she arrived.Sometimes, Diego's subordinates were still covered in blood after getting into fights during their missions. Other times, it was because Diego had punished them for severe negligence.Violence was nothing new in the main Lorenzo residence. That was p
"I'm truly sorry, Young Master. If there's anything I can do, just tell me," Mark expressed with genuine remorse.If it weren't for Diego's threats, Mark would never have become a traitor. He felt awful and didn't know how he could face Regis later."What could you possibly do, Mark? If I asked you to unfreeze my accounts, could you do it?" Regis quipped with a chuckle.Of course, that request was impossible. Mark's weakness was firmly in Diego's grasp, leaving him powerless to act recklessly."Young Master, I—""It's fine, Mark. I know where you stand. You had no choice; you did it to keep your job and to protect your sister," Regis interrupted with a long sigh."Don't worry about it. I still have some savings to get by," Regis added confidently.In reality, he wasn't sure how long that money would last if he didn't find another source of income soon."Thank you for understanding me, Young Master," Mark murmured."Is that all you wanted to tell me, Mark?" Regis probed. He had a feeli