For someone like Silas, who had grown up with an overindulgent brother and a workaholic father who used money to solve problems, he’d never once been verbally disciplined. Now, he’d suddenly received a shoe to the face. He was so stunned that he couldn’t react for a long time.When he did, it seemed he didn’t feel anger in the end. He chuckled and wiped his face. Wow, fierce women were really the best. "Okay, don’t be angry. I didn’t mean it maliciously."Bella didn’t even want to acknowledge the man anymore. His thinking aligned with Vaughn’s. As expected, most men raised in wealthy families seemed to grow up with the mindset that they could get whatever they wanted with money."I still have things to do, so I’ll go first." She said her goodbyes to Damien and left.Silas watched her retreating figure, his eyes falling on her slim waist and voluptuous backside, hugged by the short dress she wore. He said to Damien, "How about you give me her number?""She is a married woman.""Huh?" T
Bella was speechless. She couldn’t comprehend why Jessica was in her apartment or why she’d insulted her. It had been a while since they’d seen each other, and Bella couldn’t recall doing anything that might have offended her sister. But how could she not feel angry, seeing the person who had once tried to kill her lounging casually on her sofa, still audacious enough to throw insults? "What are you doing here?" she demanded. "Why can’t I be here? Isn’t this the apartment Vaughn got you? It’s not yours, so what right do you have to kick me out?" Bella couldn’t believe her nerve. "Vaughn is my husband," she replied firmly. She had every right to anything he owned, whether money or property. The apartment was hers, and even Vaughn hadn’t fussed about ownership. So why was Jessica making an issue out of it? "That's what you think!" Jessica spat, trembling with rage. She looked at Bella with such hatred that Bella almost expected her to strike. Thinking back to the text she’d received
"I’ll send the private jet to pick you up tomorrow at noon. Be ready."Bella wanted to scream in frustration. Couldn't he get the hint that she didn't want to go back to the city? Vaughn's behavior was very strange. First, he broke it off with Jessica, and now he wanted her to attend an event with him? Usually, he mostly avoided being seen with her in public.She cut the call, fearing that if she heard his voice again, she might end up saying something she shouldn't—like cursing him. Honestly, she was getting so used to living a remote life that she felt very reluctant to go back. Maybe she would have preferred it if Vaughn and Jessica were still together; that way, her sister would be a distraction for Vaughn.Bella rubbed her cheeks absentmindedly; it still stung a bit from where Jessica had hit her. It was already late, and she had no interest in watching television, so she might as well go to bed. She took a shower, put on her nightwear, and lay on her soft bedding. It didn't take
Vaughn's $26 million mansion was nestled in a high-class neighborhood, standing grand and elegant with its stone walls and steep slate roof. Warm lights glowed from its many windows, creating a welcoming aura. A circular driveway led to the main entrance, flanked by neatly trimmed bushes and vibrant flowers. At its center, a fountain stood, surrounded by lush green lawns and softly lit pathways.Bella had only been here a handful of times. She much preferred living in the villa over staying in the mansion. Whenever she stayed here, she felt uncomfortable. The space was simply too vast. Although there were maids and other staff in the house during the day, they all retired to their homes by dusk, leaving the mansion eerily quiet.Vaughn owned many properties—mansions, villas, vacation homes, and even skyscrapers. But Bella had never been the materialistic type. She longed for a modest home where she and her husband could spend quality time together.Unfortunately, the mansion was teemi
Bella threw the first punch; unfortunately, the man was able to evade it very easily. Her chest heaved as she faced Vaughn, her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Rage burned in her eyes, frustration bubbling just beneath the surface when she saw the amusement on his face. “Stop smirking like that!” she snapped.Vaughn, calm as ever, tilted his head slightly, dodging another punch aimed at his face. “Is that all you’ve got?”“Shut up!” Bella growled, throwing another punch, followed by a clumsy kick. But Vaughn moved like water, effortlessly sidestepping each attack. His movements were fluid, precise, and unhurried—more like a dance than a fight.Bella stumbled but quickly regained her footing, her frustration evident. She lunged again, this time with more desperation than precision. Vaughn caught her wrist mid-swing and released it just as quickly, almost as if he found her attempts amusing.“Why aren’t you fighting back?” she yelled, her voice a mixture of ang
The Banquet Hall was decorated lavishly. The heavy scent of expensive perfumes mixed together was very unpleasant, though when Bella saw the table brimming with all kinds of desserts, she felt her mood lighten up a bit.Being married to one of the world's richest men meant that she had a free pass to attend exclusive events like this. It was just a gathering where rich people mingled, compared who had the most assets, and formed partnerships. The rich only favored the rich. It was one of the reasons why she hated attending events like this."Mr. McCoy, it's a pleasure seeing you here," a middle-aged man with a balding head and an obvious potbelly was the first to walk up to them. Bella was ignored as usual; she was treated more like an accessory by her husband's side, only there to make him look good.As Vaughn and the man cheerfully chatted about business, Bella looked around the place. She saw some familiar faces, like her sister, Damien, and her parents. That's right... Bella's par
"Is that?...""The Daughter-in-law of the McCoy family," Isaac Walker said, his voice devoid of any emotion. Though his heart was just as turbulent, he was even better at controlling his emotions than his father. "I've seen photos of her before. I just didn't think she looked this... familiar.""Oh, bro, you also think she looks familiar?" Silas couldn't help but look closely, but the woman had already retreated, and he could only stare at her back. Actually, he had just mentioned it casually to his brother, but he didn't think that his usually stoic brother and father would have such a strong reaction. Isn't it just a bit of resemblance?"Father, it's not possible," Isaac said."I know," the Patriarch of the Walker family lowered his eyes, hiding his complicated emotions. He knew it wasn't possible for his daughter to still be alive. It was just that the woman from the McCoy family looked a lot like her, and it made him remember the bittersweet memories of his little girl before that
"Mr. Winter, please don't be unreasonable. Vaughn and I...are really not that close."Eric smiled at her, his eyes seeming to say, "Really? You've been married for years and you claim you aren't that close? Impressive."Bella just knew this man was taunting her in his heart. He was very gloomy and detached normally, but when he smiled, he became even scarier. The good-looking ones were the most crazy! "We really aren't close!!""I believe you." Such a fucking liar, if you believe me, why am I still here? "But it makes no difference to me. I only want what your husband stole from my company. Surely that doesn't make me a bad person, right?""It does if you kidnap innocent people! If I report to the police, don't think you'll get away with it easily."Eric clearly didn't take her seriously. He gulped down the contents of his glass and stared at her. The longer he looked, the darker his eyes got. At one point, Bella's entire body started trembling in fright. Please tell me, what are you
Even though no one had made a move to hurt her or force her into anything, Bella was still uneasy. The further Kyouka led her through the house, the more she became aware of just how many people lived there. All were strong men clad in Japanese-style outfits; some even carried katanas. It was the kind of scene one only saw in movies—too unreal. Bella might have been fascinated by the entire setup if her life weren’t hanging by a thread. One wrong move, and she might just cease to exist.Kyouka was clearly the youngest, yet he commanded the most respect. The men bowed to him, offering a chorused greeting. The young man, already accustomed to this, hardly reacted. He led Bella through a set of double doors into a bare room. A futon was laid on the ground, and a table and stool sat in one corner.“This is my sister's room,” Kyouka said. How that had anything to do with Bella, she didn’t know.“It’s... pretty.”“There used to be more here—a dresser, photos on the wall. My sister loved art
Bella was thrown roughly into the backseat of a Jeep. A piece of cloth had been stuffed into her mouth while in the elevator. Strangely enough, nobody made a move to rescue her as she was taken out of the hotel.They drove for two hours straight, and Bella counted down every agonizing minute. The Jeep pulled up in front of a Japanese-style villa. She was brought to her feet and led forward. The house had few furnishings, mostly carved from expensive wood. Instead of chairs, they had stools and low tables. Bella hardly had time to admire the decor before she was shoved in front of a door.Akira whispered to her in a low tone, "If you want to get through this with your limbs intact, you better behave. Speak only when spoken to."This guy clearly wasn't joking. Feeling afraid for her limbs, Bella obediently kept quiet even as the gag was taken out of her mouth.Three men dressed in black kimonos with dragon patterns approached. Akira bowed to one of them and whispered something in Japane
"So, what you're telling me is, your life is currently in grave danger, and Eric is responsible?"Bella was certain she hadn't explicitly blamed Eric for what happened, though it was indeed his fault. Vaughn had always been hateful toward the other billionaire. They shared a mutual dislike and found any reason to go at each other's throats. She couldn’t be bothered with it. "Tell Silas about it. He’ll come get me.""I can come get you. I’ll have the jet ready—it’ll only be a few hours.""Vaughn, for the last time, I don’t want you here! Stay away!""Then why did you call me if you—""Are you stupid?! I already said I don’t know any other number except yours. I left my phone back at my place, so I have no means of reaching out to Silas by myself. Do me one favor: tell Silas about it. I’ll repay you."Bella was almost certain Vaughn was rolling his eyes at her words. He was always dismissive of her like this, and it pissed her off to no end. Honestly, she’d planned to never have anythin
Bella woke up in a boat—a goddamn boat! She stared at the water below in astonishment. Eric, who was propelling the boat toward the island already coming into view, took notice of her."Finally awake?""What the fuck?!""Wow, very classy.""You!... Where the hell are you taking me?! What's going on?!""See that island over there? It's mine. We'll be spending a few days there, at least until my men take care of this whole mess."By "mess," he probably meant the men who had been trying to kill him—a deadly situation Eric had successfully managed to drag her into. The whole thing was unbelievable. To think she had come to Tokyo to enjoy some peace and quiet, an escape from her once dramatic life. The last thing she'd expected was to encounter Eric here, let alone have him drag her along to some stupid island without her permission."Who told you to do this?! Why didn't you drop me off at a police station?"Eric scoffed, thinking to himself that this woman was not as smart as he had given
Bella was uncertain at first, but by the second day, she was actually excited about being in Tokyo. The people were friendly, already used to seeing tourists around, so she didn’t get any stares or rude comments. The language barrier was the only hitch, but Bella wasn’t that social anyway. She was just here for the fun of it.For the first time in weeks, she actually felt relaxed. Knowing she was far away from her past, even if only for a few weeks, made her feel at ease. She had rented an apartment in a nice neighborhood. She’d had to deposit rent for three months, but with some consideration, she might just settle here for a longer period than she’d initially thought. She was certain Ethan Walker wouldn’t mind, and even if he did, it wasn’t like Bella owed him much. She was now a free woman and could do whatever she wanted.Freedom came with eating whatever she wanted to her heart’s content. She no longer had the nagging fear of what Vaughn might think of her figure if she started g
The big day finally came. The whole city was shaken by it. All TV channels and media outlets were lined up outside the courtroom, all eager to be the first to broadcast the biggest breakup of the year. If only they could interview the couple and get some juicy inside details—it would be even better. But, funny enough, Vaughn didn't even show up in court. He had his lawyers handle the case, and they were willing to give Bella whatever assets she might ask for. Millions of dollars were set out in the open for her taking. And Bella thought it was just Vaughn's last means of mocking her. Even at a time like this, he was showing his good side for the world to see. Clearly, she was the one who filed for the divorce, and Vaughn, being the kind and benevolent husband he was, seemed willing to give her whatever she desired. Truly, she appeared like a true gold digger in court. This was one of the most embarrassing moments of her life. The case was finalized within an hour, and their marri
Jessica's life had never been more challenging than it was at this moment. Don’t get her wrong; she’d always wanted her sister to get divorced, but what’s the point of that anymore when Vaughn didn’t even give her a second look? She’d never seen the man so obsessed before.The news of the divorce had taken the world by storm. Many people were in disbelief as Vaughn and Bella were viewed as the perfect couple. They’d been seen together acting all loved-up, and now they were separating?While Bella seemed to have disappeared completely from the public eye, Vaughn, unfortunately, was left to deal with the aftermath of the divorce. The paparazzi followed him like a second shadow. The blinding flash of their cameras and the inappropriate questions they threw at him pissed him off to no end. At this point, he might just work directly from home.But even while at home, there were still some people who came to bother him from time to time. Damien blamed him for his split with Bella, like Vaug
Bella met with the lawyer the next day. He was a middle-aged man who had been working with the Walker family for almost a decade. According to Ethan, he was one of the best lawyers money could buy."Ms. Page, you need to understand, if you insist on not filing for domestic violence, you'll likely end up with very little after the divorce. Your husband has such a good reputation in the public eye. Also, since you filed for the divorce, he has more advantage in this case.""It doesn't matter. I didn’t want anything to begin with. I want a smooth parting if that's possible."The man hummed in understanding. "We'll still have to meet up with your husband's lawyer. Your husband has asked that you speak to him in person.""Fine. Where?" Vaughn was probably going to try to convince her not to go through with the divorce. However, her mind was made up. If he came all the way to China for that, then she'd like to see the disappointment on his face when she rejected him. Also, she had some thin
Her words didn't garner the reaction she had been expecting. Her father and brother looked like they had anticipated her saying this."I have a lawyer ready. In two days, all arrangements to go to court will be concluded," Ethan said, assuring his daughter with a soft smile.He was usually a detached person who rarely showed such emotions. Ever since the tragedy years ago, he’d felt as though he had lost his reason to wake up every day with a smile. But now, with his daughter back, he vowed to honor his deceased wife by being a good and supportive father.Bella was surprised. She hadn’t expected Ethan to have already found a lawyer for her. She wondered if Damien had told him about the divorce earlier. Either way, she still felt uneasy about having to ask for their help.“I… thank you. You didn’t have to do this for me, but I’m grateful.”“This is what we must do. You are the daughter of the Walker family, and nobody is allowed to get away with bullying you.”“We’ll easily amass half