Regis had just left James Ritter’s office. He walked down the corridor towards the elevator. But his steps halted when he saw the woman he had been looking for.
Amora Lysander stood in front of the elevator with a gloomy face. She seemed deep in thought, not noticing Regis now standing beside her.
"Ahem!" Regis cleared his throat softly to get her attention.
But Amora remained still, her head bowed as she looked at the old phone in her hand.
Regis glanced at her with his sharp eyes, a slight smile curling on his lips. “Amora Lysander,” he called.
Reflexively, Amora looked up, raising her hand and exclaiming, “Yes!”
“Pfftt!”
Regis struggled to hold back his laughter at Amora’s silly reaction. He hadn’t expected her to be so startled by his call.
Amora’s eyes m
"You can call me if you need help taking care of Mrs. Adams, Henry. I'll help you as much as I can."Amora made this promise to Emma's son before she left with Rayden. She couldn't leave without feeling responsible. They were outside Emma’s hospital room.Hilde stood next to Henry with a sharp look, but she said nothing. Amora ignored her, knowing that Hilde disliked her presence there.Even though they had resolved their misunderstanding, Hilde still couldn’t let go of her anger and hatred toward Amora. It wasn’t easy for her to forget those bad memories.Amora also didn’t want to prolong her conflict with Hilde. She decided to act normally.Right now, Amora’s main concern was Emma’s condition. Even though she couldn’t help financially, she was sincere in offering her assistance to take care of Emma.That’s wha
"Why are you still here, Uncle?" Rayden asked with curiosity and a hint of worry in his voice.Regis was pleased with the boy's response."I'm waiting for you," Regis replied, glancing at Amora, who still looked upset.Rayden's eyes widened in disbelief at the answer.On the other hand, Amora shot a sharp look at Regis. "Didn't you say you'd wait in the lobby? I thought you'd changed your mind," she said coldly.Regis let out a small chuckle. He could sense the annoyance in the woman's voice towards him. However, this only made her more intriguing to him."I was looking for you upstairs. I thought you’d take a while, but you came down first. We just missed each other."Hearing Regis's explanation, Rayden turned to his mother, seemingly asking about what had happened without his knowledge.Amora cleared her throa
"Wow! Are we really staying here tonight, Mom?"Rayden exclaimed in awe at the sight before him. He had just stepped out of the taxi with his mother and his superhero uncle.They were standing in front of a towering skyscraper, glowing with beautiful lights. This tall building was the most elite five-star hotel in New York City.It was Rayden's first time stepping into such a grand building, filled with high-class interiors and decorations. The floor beneath him was so shiny that he feared his worn-out shoes might dirty it."Mom." Rayden tugged at his mother's sleeve.Amora turned to him. She could see the worry in her son's eyes. For them, coming to such a luxurious place felt overwhelming.Although Amora had visited this hotel several times before, it was always for important events with her socialite friends or accompanying Chris, her former fiancé.
Amora didn't answer. She hurried to catch up with Rayden, pretending not to hear Regis's words.In her heart, Amora couldn't deny that she was happy to receive such luxurious accommodations. Especially seeing Rayden so excited because it was a new experience for him.However, Amora didn't want to get carried away with luxury that wasn't hers. She thought about finding a new place to live as soon as possible tomorrow so that Rayden wouldn't get too attached and spoiled by 'luxury' and 'power.'Regis quickly followed them into the grand building. The two guards at the door immediately straightened up to greet Regis.Two receptionists, a woman and a man, standing at the front desk, also greeted Regis and gave him a small nod as a sign of respect.Regis returned their nod with a slight one, then approached Rayden, who was exploring the spacious hotel lobby.The t
“Um... I think it's because you have children's slippers in your shoe rack, Sir Lorenzo."Amora quickly explained her son's thoughts. She didn't want any misunderstandings between them.Regis raised his eyebrows. He paused for three seconds, then chuckled. "So that's why," he murmured."Please forgive Ray, Sir. I hope you don't take it to heart. He's probably just curious," Amora said, trying to defend her son. She was worried Regis might be offended by Rayden's words.Regis's laughter slowly stopped. He looked at Rayden, who was waiting for an answer, then turned his gaze to Amora.She seemed awkward and chose to help Rayden put his shoes into the shoe rack.Regis smiled slightly. He followed Amora's movements and then said, "You don't need to apologize, Amora. There's nothing wrong with Ray's question."Regis looked at Rayden, who
“Of course, only your wife or girlfriend has the right to ask that. It’s not appropriate for me to question things beyond my position as a guest here,” Amora stammered, her face slightly downcast.She intentionally broke eye contact with Regis because her answer sounded as if she were hiding jealousy, though Amora had no such intention.Amora tried to clarify their relationship with him, but her words and actions were hard to reconcile.Right now, Amora's heart was still racing from Regis's actions. His finger remained on her lips. This time, he lifted her chin so their eyes met again.Regis's lips curled into a small smile. He slowly moved closer to her face, causing Amora to shut her eyes tightly.She thought Regis was going to steal a kiss from her, but he only leaned in to whisper in her ear, leaving Amora feeling even more flustered.Regis smirked and sa
Amora walked around the penthouse, searching for her son who had been out of sight for a while. Her face was still hot and flushed. Various curses against Regis kept running through her mind.“Where is that boy?” Amora muttered, letting out a long sigh. She was already tired, but she still had to wander around the penthouse.The penthouse was so vast that Amora didn’t know where to find her son. Finally, she had to call out to him to save time."Ray, come out! Where are you?""Mama!" Rayden answered.Amora turned toward the sound and saw her son poking his head out from behind one of the doors.“What are you doing there, Ray? Don’t wander around aimlessly. This isn’t our home. Be polite,” Amora reminded her son.Rayden pouted but followed his mother to the living room, where there was a high-end sofa and a white marble table that looked so elegant.Beautiful glass chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, adding to the luxurious atmosphere that repeatedly amazed Amora.The luxury in fro
“Mom, I’m really hungry,” Rayden whined again, seeing that his mother hadn’t moved.“Are you sure you don’t want something else, Ray?” Amora asked to confirm.“No. Instant noodles are quicker, so I won’t have to wait long,” Rayden replied, trying to explain why he chose the quick meal.But Amora saw through his lie. She was deeply touched by her son’s mature thinking, not wanting to burden her.Even though Amora didn’t have much money to buy her son a fancy meal right now, she decided to get the best food she could with the little money left in her wallet.“Mommy will go to the nearest convenience store. Wait here, okay?” Amora said.Rayden nodded.Just as Amora was about to step out, she turned back and gave her son a sharp look.“Remember, don’t touch anything, Ray. We’re just staying here temporarily, so don’t cause any trouble,” Amora firmly warned him.Amora knew her son wasn’t a troublemaker, but she felt the need to remind him because of the expensive items in the penthouse.Ev
“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
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
“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
“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
"Wa-wait! I’ll talk!" Amora blurted out as Regis leaned closer, his lips just a whisper away. She quickly clamped her hand over her mouth, blocking him before he could take advantage of her silence.Regis halted, his lips curving into a smirk. One thick eyebrow arched, silently urging her to speak.Amora hesitated but eventually lowered her hand. Her eyes glared sharply at him, her lips pursed in frustration over how powerless she felt against him.She then recounted her day, including her meeting with Estelle Mauverick. However, she intentionally omitted the part about being mocked and bullied by Chelsea Harrison and Gloria Barclay.Amora refused to be seen as someone who only complained. Moreover, she didn’t want Regis to dirty his hands when dealing with those two women.“So, you’re thinking about starting a business?” Regis murmured, clearly surprised at the collaboration Estelle Mauverick had proposed to his wife.Amora nodded. “I just can’t sit around doing nothing and living of
“I'm sorry. My phone died completely and I really didn't know that my message wasn't delivered.”Regis expressed his regret to Amora. He then recounted everything that had happened to him throughout the day, including his dramatic entrance into the Jefferson residence.Amora lifted her face and looked at Regis in shock when he told her about his actions in capturing the perpetrators of the Jefferson family members.“You …. you’re not hurt, right? Are you okay?”Without waiting for an answer, Amora anxiously began inspecting Regis. She lifted his arms and turned him around to ensure he hadn’t sustained any significant injuries.Suddenly, Regis pulled off his plain T-shirt, revealing his broad chest, and tossed it carelessly onto the floor. “Want to check this part too?” he teased.Seeing the finely chiseled muscles of Regis’s body, Amora’s face flushed instantly. “Wh-why are you taking your shirt off?” she protested, flustered.“I’m just trying to make it easier for you,” Regis replied
"Speak," Amora replied indifferently.Her nonchalant attitude made Regis boil with frustration. He didn’t speak immediately, observing how Amora deliberately ignored him by staying glued to her phone, as if disregarding his presence entirely.Finally, Regis snatched the phone from her hands.“Regis, give me back my phone!” Amora snapped.But Regis held the phone behind his back. “It’s late, Amora. Who could possibly be bothering you at this hour?” he questioned.Before Amora could respond, Regis checked her phone himself. The screen merely displayed a game she’d been playing.“No one’s contacting me, are they? Satisfied now?” Amora said lazily, brushing off his accusation.Amora knew she shouldn’t act so childish but couldn’t help herself. It reminded her of her son earlier that afternoon, who had thrown a similar tantrum.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to accuse you,” Regis said, returning her phone. “I thought you were still mad at me and ignoring me on purpose.”“You must still be drunk
The ginger water Amora had prepared was now boiling. She poured it into a clear glass and carried it, placing a coaster beneath the cup.She also brought two boiled egg whites, something Noel once told her was helpful for reducing excess stomach acid.Amora walked to the bedroom since Regis was no longer in the living room. Upon entering, she heard the sound of running water from behind the bathroom's glass door.She placed the glass of ginger water and the plate with the boiled egg whites on the small table next to the bed.Amora thought about leaving the room before Regis came out of the bathroom. However, the sound of water had stopped, and moments later, Regis emerged wearing only a bathrobe.Amora quickly turned her face away. “The ginger water is over there,” she said, pointing to the glass she had set down earlier.Regis gave it a brief glance before turning his gaze back to her.“Drink it when it’s not too hot. I also made boiled eggs for you. Eat them before you sleep,” Amora
Regis had arrived at his penthouse. He entered the access code for the door and stepped inside as it swung open.The interior was dimly lit, with only a few lights casting soft glows in scattered corners of the room.“Amora? Ray?” Regis called out. But there was no response from either of them. The entire space was eerily quiet, the only sound being his own footsteps.‘Looks like everyone’s asleep,’ he guessed.He glanced at his watch, the face on his left wrist showing it was already nine in the evening. The drive to the penthouse had taken longer than expected, thanks to heavy traffic.After swapping his shoes for indoor slippers, Regis headed toward the living room. He stopped abruptly when a sharp pain flared beneath his chest.His hand instinctively reached out to steady himself against something. He bent slightly and leaned against the piano in the room. But his weight accidentally pressed down on the keys, sending an echoing note reverberating through the space.Regis let out a