Silence engulfed the room, and Mrs. Taylor frowned before she cleared her throat and said, “We trusted you and give Emma to your bastard, and you betrayed us the moment your son-”“He’s not my child anymore.” Mr. Briggs coldly interrupted.“Well, the moment he rebelled against you, you turned on our family... So how do you expect us to trust you when you have the means and ability to back out from any deal you make?” “Well, that's why I drafted out a contract. Mr. Alfred is offering fifty million for the project, and if we settled on Theo marrying your granddaughter and living with you, I will offer you fifty percent of the fifty million.” Shock by her husband's sudden decision that she knew nothing about, Deborah cried, “Honey-”“Stay out of this woman.” Mr. Briggs sternly replied, shooting his wife a deadly glare , and then, his gaze shifted to Mrs. Taylor as he added, “What do you say to such an offer?”“Also, you wouldn't need to feed me like that bastard or worry about me beco
A soft hiss from Emma made Zane immediately raise his eyelid, seeing her seated on the bed, staring at her finger. “What happened?” Zane asked, his voice gruff with sleep, and he reached out to take her hand in his. “I must have slept wildly that the blister has burst,” Emma whispered, meeting his eyes.A frown settled on Zane's face before he left the bed and walked over to the dresser, asking, “Where do you keep the first aid kit?”“On top of it,” Emma replied, pointing to the side table.After pulling the side drawer open, Zane grabbed the kit and went back to the bed Then he sat next to Emma, looking into her eyes as he opened the lid of the box. “Should we move out?” Zane asked, locking eyes with her.“Like rent a place of our own?” Emma mumbled. “I am a university student and you are unemployed. Can we really pull that off-”“I had some money-saving before my dad fired me. We can start on that and I can find a new job.” “That’s a huge step. Can you...” Emma trailed off.Nodd
First, Sophia walked into the living room, followed by Theo, and then finally Leon, seeing their father seated on the couch, his face itched with worry and concern as he looked up at them and then mumbled, “Take a seat.” Even though they were all baffled by his sudden mood shift and they couldn’t understand why exactly he wanted them there, none of them questioned him further and went to sit on the two couches adjacent to him.“I tried to push this out of my head... But it keeps hunting me.” Mr. Briggs sighed before looking between Theo and Leon again. His voice and expression were so deadpan and it made even the three of them uneasy because they had never seen their father like this before… Never.“How did Zane get Mr. Alfred to agree to the contract when all you three failed to get Mr. Alfred to even see you guys?” Mr. Briggs spoke up, a frown etching onto his face and his eyes focused on his children.“How should we know? After all, Zane was the one that got the contract and not
The mansion was so quiet after last night's event, and everyone was still recovering from their stomach ache, and when Emma and Zane came downstairs into the room, she was shocked to see them all sitting in the living room, looking disoriented.Although she and Zane came down to tell her grandfather and grandmother that they plan to move, she held back her tongue, seeing that everyone was in a bad mood.“Grandmother, grandfather... Are you guys not feeling well?” Emma finally spoke up after a short awkward silence that hung heavily over them. Both Zane and her grandfather exchanged glares before Mr. Tyler scowled at his granddaughter, lashing out, “What do you want?!”“Zane and I are going out,” Emma mumbled, not knowing what else she could do or say in this situation. “And so? Are you here to beg your grandfather for pocket change?! If so, we don't have money to give you!” Madam Taylor snapped, her words cutting deep into Emma's heart.Not saying another word, she drew a breath an
"Wake up," Zane's soft voice echoed in Emma's ears, and she moved slightly in bed.Then he reached on her shoulder, gently shaking her awake. When Emma's eyelid rose, she could see the morning light streaming through their apartment windows. As she stared at Zane, she was still in disbelief that she had been living with him for a couple of days now."Morning, little wife," Zane whispered, planting a kiss on her cheek. Softly, she smiled at him, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, watching the excitement in his gaze."Are we still attending Ava's wedding reception since you said we are not going to the ceremony?" Emma uttered, yawning loudly. chuckling lightly at her cuteness, Zane ran his hand through her hair and then rested his lips on her neck, kissing it before whispering, "Yes. And we are going shopping." "Really?" Emma questioned, lifting her head to look at him with wide eyes.The sudden excitement in her eyes made Zane smile as he nodded, grinning widely. "Yes! So get up an
Learning from Mr. Briggs's mistake earlier, Mr. Taylor approached Mr. Alfred, and then he slightly bowed, saying, “Thank you for honoring our humble family by attending our little celebration.”Not looking at Mr. Taylor, Mr. Alfred darted his eyes around the room, and when his gaze rested on Zane, they both locked eyes for a split second, and then he eyed Mr. Taylor nodding stiffly.“Oh, mine... He's even colder to Mr. Taylor then he was to Mr. Briggs...” A gentleman whispered in shock, staring in disbelief at his friend.“I heard that Vex Co. is also NewEra Co. partner on the fifty million dollars project... But Mr. Alfred is treating both men like strangers, which could mean trouble...” another female guest added quietly.Hearing the whispers of people around them, Deborah felt enraged inside, but instead of voicing her anger, she kept quiet and pinched the hem of her husband's coat, whispering, “Mr. Alfred seems hostile to us… What should we do?”“We know that the old man is very
At first, Mr. Briggs was scowling at Zane, but then he subconsciously looked to his right and saw Mr. Alfred glaring at him in disgust, and immediately, he threw Mr. Taylor a cold look and lashed out, “How can you have such a heartless granddaughter... I can't believe you guys raised her to be... Like this!” “What is happening?” Madam Taylor cried, hearing the whispers of criticism against Ava. ‘This bastard is trying to save face in front of Mr. Alfred and throw us under the bus...’ Mr. Taylor thought, glaring daggers at Damion. “So it was Ava who caused her cousin to have an allergic reaction on her wedding day? Why would she do something so evil?“ The chairwoman of the GLOWOMAN cosmetic enterprise mumbled right behind Ava. “Wow. Karma must be a good bitch... Because Ava ruined her cousin on her wedding day, and now, the truth about her dirty deed is being exposed at her wedding reception...” The CEO of JAXA stated sarcastically as he relaxed in his seat. Frowning at Ava’s back
Looking back at her husband, Deborah looked pissed and confused that he would yell at her like that, especially amid all these other people.Even though she was embarrassed, she didn't want to back down, she glared at Emma and then said, “I always thought you were a nice girl... After the Taylors adopted you and gave you a home, treating you like you were one of them. You did this to the hands that feed you... you bite it?!” Seeing that kind of look of confusion on Emma's face, like she was staring at someone stupid, enraged Deborah and she sneered, “How could you encourage Zane to ruin your cousin's wedding? You could have advised him to do this privately for your family's sake, and yet, you went along with his plans to humiliate your family, and make us lose like a fifty-million dollars project that could have benefited all of us!!!”“When did this become Zane's or my fault? I don't see you yelling at your daughter-in-law for her trying to kill me.” Emma said calmly, her brows furr
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~~~~~*Two years later*~~~~~The sun casts a warm glow through the large windows of Zane's office, creating a serene and inviting ambiance. For a while, Yoko sat nervously on the plush leather couch, his fingers fidgeting with the delicate box hidden in his pocket. Then he stole a glance at Zane, who was engrossed in a stack of paperwork on his desk. Summoning his courage, Yoko cleared his throat, capturing Zane's attention. Zane looked up, his eyes filled with curiosity. Yoko could feel his heartbeat quicken as he slowly withdrew the box from his pocket, holding it delicately in his trembling hands. His palms were clammy.As the pen dropped from his grip, Zane's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he observed Yoko's gesture. Then he teased, leaning back in his chair, his words dripped with playful sarcasm, the glint in his eyes betraying his amusement, "Well, well, Yoko... I knew you were a charmer, but I already have a stunning wife." Chuckling, Yoko narrowed his eyes, and he
A sense of shock washed over Zane like an icy wave as he stood frozen, unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before him. His eyes widened, fixed on the figure of Jason, whom he had believed to be dead. The turmoil within him intensified as Jason and Deborah stopped just a couple of feet away.Then Jason's eyes bore into Zane's soul, a mix of anger, anguish, and madness swirling within them. Without warning, he tossed a gun towards Zane, the metallic object spinning through the air before landing with a thud at Zane's feet. "Take it!" Jason spat. "It's yours, Zane! Your thirst for revenge has ruined all our lives! So go ahead, pick up the gun, and satisfy your anger! End her!"Looking away from the gun and at his uncle, Zane's mind raced, his heart pounding in his chest. Confusion clouded his thoughts, and he found himself unable to form a coherent response, and he just stared blankly at Jason.Frustration and desperation radiated from Jason, his face contorted with rage. "Kill th
After shutting the door, Zane's footsteps echoed through the grand hallway of the mansion. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, thoughts crashing into each other with relentless force. All he could focus on was the heaviness in his chest, the weight of the day's events bearing down upon him.As he made his way further into the mansion, Zane's eyes darted around, avoiding the gazes of the staff who lined the corridors, silently going about their duties. Both Emma and Damon were sitting in the living room, and when she saw Zane, walking through the doorway, she woke from her seat and rushed to him.His grip tightened around her waist as he pressed a kiss to her lips, letting it linger there for several seconds before pulling back slightly. "Are you okay?" Emma asked, concerned.With a forced smile, he nodded and said, "Yes. I'm fine." The way Zane refused to meet her eyes caught Damon's attention, and he watched his son carefully, trying to figure out what was going on in his boy's
The sun crept over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow through the curtains of the small bedroom, and Emma stirred in her sleep, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly awoke. Rolling onto her side, she found Zane lying next to her. His eyes were open, but they were distant, lost in thoughts that refused to let him be."Zane," she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep. She reached out and brushed her fingers across his cheek, gently coaxing him to turn his gaze toward her.With a weak smile, he turned to face her, his eyes filled with shadows, and she traced the lines on Zane's face with her fingers, trying to read his emotions. "You are hurting because of his death, aren't you?" she asked softly.Shutting his eyes, Zane let out a deep sigh, his chest rising and falling with the weight of his emotions. "I don't know, Emma," he replied, his voice barely a whisper. "Leon and I were never close, never got along. But now, knowing he's gone, there's this void that I can't exp
With a look of madness in her eyes, satisfied that she had gotten her wish and murdered Zane, Deborah suddenly turned the gun on both men.Before they could react, she fired several shots, and they died as the bullets pierced their chests, each of them falling lifeless to the ground.Looking up at Zane, lying motionless, Deborah chuckled to herself, and then she quickly walked over to him."I hope you and your mother rot in hell." She whispered, reaching for the bag and yanked it off his head.Immediately, her hand started trembling as tears welled up in her eyes, and she picked him off the ground, resting his head on her lap, and whispered, "My beautiful baby boy...!! My child! Leon, please open your eyes! Leon, Mommy is sorry, open your eyes, please. I beg you ..." Her voice cracked as tears rolled down her cheeks."No! no, no, no!... No, Leon! Please! I need you! I love you! Wake up! Open your eyes!" She screamed hysterically, hugging Leon tight as tears streamed down her cheeks u
The hospital room was filled with silent tension as Belinda and Emma cautiously entered. Their eyes immediately fell upon Zane, who was sitting by the bed, his head resting on the mattress. Yoko, who had been keeping a watchful eye on him, glanced up at the sound of their arrival. Placing his hand to his lip, he whispered, "Shh-shh... Since we got to the hospital yesterday, he just fell asleep." But just as the words left Yoko's lips, Zane's eyes fluttered open, and he sat up, his gaze fixated on the two ladies standing before him. There was a mixture of relief and weariness in his eyes, and a faint smile crossed his lips. Unable to contain her emotions, Emma stepped forward and enveloped Zane in a tight hug, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her voice, barely a whisper, trembled with concern, "How are you hanging in?" As his weary gaze met Emma's, Zane managed a small smile. "I am just glad that this idiot is fine," he replied, his voice laced with a touch of humor, but his e
At the count of eight, the tension in the atmosphere reached its peak. Each second seemed to stretch out endlessly, as Leon sat behind the wheel, his finger itching to pull the trigger. "9!" Zane shouted, raising his hand to signal his men. "And..."But as the count reached "10!" Leon's pent-up rage exploded. In a split second, he burst out of the car, his hand gripping the gun tightly. He aimed directly at Zane's head, his eyes wild with a murderous intent.Time seemed to slow down as Yoko reacted instinctively. He leaped in front of Zane, covering his boss with his own body. The bullet tore through the air, finding its way into Yoko's arm, tearing to his skin and blood oozed out.Pain seared through Yoko's body, but he barely registered it. His sole focus was protecting Zane, even at the cost of his own life. He gritted his teeth, feeling the impact of the bullet as he absorbed the blow.In that instant, the atmosphere erupted with chaos. The crack of the gun reverberated through t
In the midst of the tense silence, Zane sat at the head of a long mahogany table, his gaze steady as he surveyed the board members of NewEra as everyone waited for him to speak.Taking a deep breath, Zane began, his voice strong and his eyes bored into them one after the other, "Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you today to address the mistakes of my past and to offer my unwavering dedication to the revival of NewEra. I know that I have gone against this company countless times, but from this day forward, I promise to use my knowledge and skills to help rebuild what was once the lifeblood of this organization."His words hung in the silence, and Zane's gaze swept across the room, meeting the eyes of each board member, their expression still that of fear."I owe this to my late mother," Zane continued. "Her life was taken so this place can get built, and it is my duty, as her son, to honor her legacy and ensure that NewEra rises from the ashes."A hushed silence filled the room as