"Chicago... it would be a great opportunity for my career, Mom," comments the young and promising doctor Arya to her mother. "I wish you could come with me."
"Me too, daughter. I don't know… but that's not important. Your career is, you're going to save many lives," Mirella adds with difficulty. She never had faith that Arya could make a future for herself, but she knew she wasn't a normal girl. Anyone who saw her would know she had exceptional charisma.At night, she called Daniel to inform him of the symposium."You know you should talk to him about that," Daniel Cheng comments to the young woman. "I don't know why you're telling me... it's clear that neither of you follows my advice.""I'm telling you because Ayden asked me to inform you," she replies."Okay, go to your conferences. I can't wait to see Ayden go crazy about you being alone with Mark," Daniel laughs at the thought."I won't be alone with him... there are over forty people going,Ayden returns home furious, feeling the adrenaline and anger coursing through his body. As soon as he arrives at his apartment, he locks himself in his room and starts throwing everything in his path. Breaking lamps, paintings, trivial decorations - nothing significant enough to weigh him down."You're so empty, Ayden Emory... so empty that you ruin the only good thing in your life!" he screams in agony.He enters the bathroom and furiously smashes the mirror in front of him."You can't even control yourself, let alone your actions," he says to the shattered reflection. "You're a dirty, repulsive scum who tries to deceive others with pretty clothes... you're nothing, Ayden. You're nothing that matters."Enraged with himself and feeling miserable, he continues to break the mirror with his fists. The old self-destructive reactions resurface, the desire to injure or hit himself not even necessary. However, frustrated with himself, he ends up punching the wall, damag
Ayden had sent Bea to keep Arya company. She had become a careful employee and close to the young pregnant woman, so she was the right person to stay by her side. "You should go home and rest," murmurs Bea, noticing that the young future doctor has not slept as she should have. "Mr. Ayden won't mind if he doesn't see you," she says, concerned about Arya's health. "I'm fine like this," Arya assures her, but Bea doesn't believe her. "I already slept very little in the afternoon." "As you wish, but I see a tired look on your face that you can't hide," Bea remarks. Arya tightens her lips in a straight line, knowing that she is right. "I can rest in the employee break rooms here at the hospital," she finally says. "Can you stay with my mother for a couple of hours?" she asks out of courtesy, even though she knows Bea is there for that. "Of course, anything, just call me if you need anything," Bea comments to make her feel at ease. "Go rest peacefully." "Thank you, Bea," says Arya, st
Ayden had never been more worried in his life than he was now. Thinking about all the wrong actions he had taken against the young woman, whether voluntary or involuntary, made him feel bad. That's why he ordered the move to be made immediately, but unfortunately the service had not been confirmed, so they would have to wait. Angry with Daniel for not confirming the service, he convinces himself that it was a good choice to have fired him."Don't you think you're being a little unfair, son?" Gerard Emory inquires of his eldest son over the phone."Why would I be, father? He has not failed me once, but several times, and on top of that, he crossed the lawyer-client boundary. What he thinks of me and what I do with my money is not something that keeps me up at night, but from there to wanting to intervene in my decision-making to screw up my existence. I don't think it's right," Ayden defends his position."Well, son, the problem is that he sees you as a friend be
" I'm glad to have found you, Mr. Specter," Ayden said, convinced that he had found the ideal lawyer. "Don't worry about your commission, I'll pay you everything on time.""I know, Mr. Emory," Gabriel Specter added, one of the best lawyers in the city. "Your reputation precedes you. I've been wanting to contact you for years, but I know you had a strong alliance with the Cheng. Will that bring any future problems?""Not at all. My dissolution with them was because they crossed the lawyer-client line, which I hope won't happen here," Ayden said, looking at him firmly.Gabriel wasn't intimidated; he was also a powerful man who knew how to move the pieces in favor of his clients. "Don't worry, Emory. As long as you don't ask me to be a participant in fraud, I'll be more than happy to work with you," he said, smiling."Okay, there's something you need to know about that," Ayden said, taking a sip of his brandy before telling him about Arya.Gabriel asked a series of questions to put him i
Ayden knew he was failing as a future father by not providing the support Arya needed. He was failing as a son by lying to his father, hiding the truth about his relationship with Arya. As a brother, he was denying Mark the opportunity to redeem himself. And with himself, he had failed by not keeping every promise he had made to himself.During the night, Arya's mother had worsened. Her heart condition, combined with the cancer spreading throughout her body, was causing her health to deteriorate rapidly."Mr. Emory, it's best to talk to the doctor," the nurse informs him. "She's not doing well... I don't think she'll make it another day."Ayden enters Mirella's bedroom and notices she is struggling to breathe even with oxygen on."Call them immediately," he nervously asks Sebas, who is standing next to him. "And have Arya's gynecologist come.""Yes, sir," he informs him, taking the phone and calling Mirella and Arya's regular doctors.Within half an hour, everyone was there. Once Arya
Arya is lying on Bea's bed, in a lot of pain."I think we should inform Mr. Emory," Bruno suggests."No, not today," Arya whispers with effort. "Please, not today.""Don't worry, beautiful," says Bea. "I'll take care of you. The important thing is that you rest and recover, then you can make a decision.""Will you guys keep me informed about my mother's funeral?" the young woman asks her friends.Sam and Bruno look at each other, knowing that if she is no longer at Emory's house and now that Mrs. Mirella has passed away, they will no longer be needed."Without you there, and Mrs. Mirella gone, I don't think we'll be called again," Sam informs her, stroking his friend's forehead."Sebas and I will keep you informed," assures Bea, handing her a pain and antibiotic pill given to her by the doctor. "Take it, you need to rest, it's almost dawn and you haven't slept a wink. I need to go to Mr. Emory's house, he's going to need help. By any chance, do either of you know how to take care of b
Arya had cried for a long time, and the boys had to call the nurse to sedate her so she could rest. In the end, Ayden sent a doctor to check on her and hired a nurse to help with milk extraction. The young woman had been having fevers from not extracting milk, and her breasts hurt, as well as the surgery. Despite feeling betrayed, the millionaire continued to pay the boys for the forty days she would be on bed rest.The funeral was scheduled for fifteen days later, so Arya could get up. According to the doctor, she had been left very bruised, probably due to the urgency of the surgery. That's why it took her a while to get back on her feet. Also, Bea had been sending things over to her house, but not everything.Suddenly, one of those days, Bea and Sebas came for her. She was to be transferred to Ayden's house."He promised he wouldn't see me again," she says."He's not in that house anymore, he left it to you so you can recover," Bea warns her and looks at the boys. "This way, you ca
Five years have passed since the last time Ayden Emory saw Arya Harley. He knew she was studying abroad, but never where. She had made a separate agreement to never disclose her location to the millionaire. Checking social media was useless, she wasn't on it. Searching for her was futile, as if she had vanished like foam in the sea."Miss Edwards, you have a phone call," his assistant announces at the door. "It's from Mark Emory.""Please put him through. Close the door, Dalila, please," she kindly requests."Hey Annie!" Mark greets her when she answers."Hey, Mark, how's everything going?" she inquires while pretending to brush imaginary lint off her tight skirt under her doctor's coat.Mark didn't usually often call, but when he did, she usually answered."Here, waiting for you to tell me when you'll be in New York," he comments, hoping she'll say the same day.Annie Edwards laughs shamelessly."Nice joke," she says. "You should come here for a couple of days instead. I'm free next
"Mom, I'm ready!" Aryehn shouts from somewhere in the house."Get in the car, Henry is already waiting for us," Arya replies.Aryehn grabs his phone and heads out of the mansion to the front entrance. Before leaving, he checks his notifications and reads a message from his father saying that he's already waiting for them at the main venue."Mom, Dad is already waiting for us!" Aryehn exclaims, making sure his suit is properly adjusted.Arya comes down in her burgundy dress, fitted at the bust and loose at the waist down to the knees."Mom, you look gorgeous!" Aryehn says, approaching her to kiss her on the cheek. "Are we ready to go?""Yes, everyone is waiting for us there," she affirms, taking the arm her son offers.Aryehn has grown into a handsome seventeen-year-old, chivalrous and formal, just like his father. Arya watches him with pride, happy to see him so content.Henry opens the limousine's door, and they get in. The escorts follow them in another car behind, but they ignore t
"He escaped last night, but we didn't realize it until this morning," the detective says. "We were following him, and he left clues, as if he knew this was going to happen."Arya remembers her brother telling her that he would take care of it, and seeing him lifeless is something she never wanted to happen."Jeff, no!" Arya screams, throwing herself onto his lifeless body. The officers try to pull her away, but it's impossible; she holds onto her brother tightly.Jeff groans, and she hears him clearly."He's alive!" she shouts to no one in particular. Paramedics arrive and approach him to provide assistance.Mark takes advantage of the distraction and elbows the police officer who is about to handcuff him. He grabs the gun lying at his feet and aims it at Arya. Ayden watches in a blur as Mark raises the gun.The police officer, wiping his nose, Mark with the gun aimed at Arya, and Ayden firing at him in the chest, right in the heart, his half-brother.Mark falls to the ground like a d
Five days earlier"What's on your mind?" Daniel asks when he sees his friend lost in thought."Mark's mother had a necklace with a ruby. I have no idea what happened to it," Ayden says, frowning, and as soon as the words leave the millionaire's mouth, Daniel feels a chill run down his spine. "Now, more than ever, I suppose Mark has something to do with this.""You're giving him too much credit; he's an idiot," the lawyer says disdainfully, not trying to imagine what he thinks he's imagining. "You know, he can hardly run that hospital. If it weren't for his assistant, it would collapse."Daniel can't pay attention to what's happening; he urgently needs to leave and check if the necklace his wife has is the same one his friend is talking about."Gabriel, it's Daniel, something urgent has come up, can you go for Arya and let her know what's going on? Ayden doesn't want her to find out through the media or let their son know what's happening," he informs while using the hands”free functio
Ayden and John take refuge in George's apartment, unable to maintain communication with the outside world."Sir, it's on all the news channels," John comments while continuously flipping through channels."I know, now it will be almost impossible for me to go out. No one can see us," Ayden affirms with an idea forming in his mind. "Besides, the fact that Daniel is missing. We should go look for him.""Not right now, sir, we need to hide," John explains, standing up. "It's best if we don't go back to your house, at least not until it gets dark.""You can stay here as long as you like," George says, taking out a couple of waters and snacks from the fridge. "I live alone, so no one will know you're here."Both John and Ayden exchange glances and accept. After all, they need some rest before venturing out again."Alright, after all, we've hardly slept. A little sleep will do us good," Ayden says, sinking into the sofa."At the end of the hallway, the door on the right is the guest bedroom
Mark's voice echoed loudly in Arya's ear, and she felt disgusted just hearing it."Is something wrong? You don't seem to want to answer," he inquired, feigning concern."Hello, Mark, it's not that. You caught me at a busy time," she lied, hoping he would hang up."I'm sorry; I just wanted to talk and see how you're doing. I heard about the attack and the blame on Ayden; it's all over the news now," he explained in a tone that almost convinced her. "Turn on the TV; it's on every news channel."Arya felt her heart start pounding in her chest. She felt anxious for Ayden, rushed to the living room, and turned on the television, desperately searching for a news channel. The anchor had a photo of her husband on the screen."I told you; it's all over the news," Mark repeated. "Please, tell my brother to be careful. I'll try to keep track of you, but you know I'm short-staffed and can't be in two places at once. Nevertheless... we have a pending conversation, remember?"Arya was taken by surp
Arya woke up with her son on her mind, an unhealthy concern gripping her as she rushed to Aryehn's room to check on her little one. She opened the door to find him curled up in the middle of his bed. Cautiously, she approached and settled beside him to give him a hug.Aryehn, sensing her presence, turned and nestled against her side."Mommy, I love you," the half-asleep boy murmured, hugging his mother."I love you too, my beautiful boy," Arya replied, holding him close. Over the years, the fear of not seeing him again had been overwhelming. But now that they were together, the fear of losing him paled in comparison to what she had felt before.While Arya contemplated what her husband might be doing at that moment, she allowed herself to enjoy this precious moment with her son. It wasn't until an hour later that Aryehn woke up fully, and they headed downstairs for breakfast."Good morning, Miss Harley," Tim greeted, emerging from his hiding spot and catching Arya off guard."You start
After such a shocking confession, Arya, with her heart equally heavy for her husband, hugged and comforted him until he fell asleep in her arms. Feeling him so vulnerable only fueled her irritation towards Mark.She thought about all the times she had been alone with Mark and regretted every moment of it. Deep within her soul, she lamented her stubbornness. Lost in thought, she fell into a deep sleep, unaware when Ayden woke up in the early morning to leave.He watched her in amazement, observing how she clung to the pillow, burying her nose to catch his scent on the fabric. Ayden couldn't quantify the love he felt for her, but he knew he would do anything for their son and Arya.Silently, he left the room, making his way downstairs to his office before exiting through the secret door into the hallway that led to the bunker."Hello, John," he greeted his bodyguard when he saw him leaning against the wall, finishing a cigarette. "Do you know anything about our escape?"John took out on
Ayden Emory was concerned about Arya's safety. He had provided a lot of security for her, yet the feeling of unease wouldn't leave his body. He feared for her and their son."Sir, everything is ready for us to leave whenever you order," John reported over the phone."We'll leave before four in the morning; we need to be in her building before she wakes up and have everything set up," Ayden declared, following the plan."Understood. I'll make some final arrangements for our fake flight tonight," John said before saying goodbye and hanging up.Ayden Emory was worried about the safety of his now wife and son. He knew Arya didn't adhere to the recommended security measures because she didn't care much about her own safety."Sir, everything is ready for tonight," John informed over the phone. "The van is loaded with everything we need to install the cameras in Mark's building.""Great, we'll leave in the early morning. We need to enter the building before my brother leaves so we can verify
The morning was very cold. Aryehn was still asleep, so they brought the baby monitor to the living room to hear in case he woke up.Gabriel was at the front door early in the morning, waiting for someone to open it. Henry, in charge of house security, now had to report the arrival of visitors to Arya first, to see if she authorized them or not."Miss Arya, Mr. Specter is already at the entrance. Should I let him in?" he asked with great formality as she descended the stairs."Yes, please, have him come to the kitchen, Henry," she replied, walking directly to the coffee maker to prepare coffee. Ayden joined her a few minutes later, just as Gabriel arrived."Good morning, sir, Mrs. Emory," the lawyer greeted with formality, shaking hands with the millionaire."Good morning, Gabriel, come in," Ayden indicated the chair in front of him in the dining room."Would you like coffee?" Arya asked, pouring a cup for herself and another for Ayden."Yes, please," he said, taking a few folders from