Desiree snorted and stared at the picture of Serena on her screen as if she could bore a hole through it. She had to strike soon. She had never lost out on anything she wanted before, even men. She would not let anyone steal what was hers!After she calmed down, she called the private investigator and said, "Find out who Serena's friends and family are and give me the information once you've sorted it out."Wilson might be untouchable, but Serena was not.…Serena tagged along with Wilson to a hotel for a meeting with his clients.It was already 10:00 pm when the meeting ended. After bidding the business partners goodbye, Wilson headed toward the basement carpark with Serena.They were about to get in the car when they heard what sounded like a scuffle nearby. A woman's voice cut through the air as she cursed aloud, and Serena thought it sounded familiar."Just a moment," she said as she hurried toward the noise and saw a sleazy man tugging on a woman's arm. His behavior bordere
Serena looked distressed on the way home. Noticing this, Wilson asked, "Are you worried about Lauren?""Yes… I can't help but think it's odd," Serena began. "Aaron didn't smell like alcohol at all, yet Lauren looked like she had drunk her weight in it. It just feels as if he doesn't care about her as much as he wants us to think.""If you're curious about what he's truly like, I could look into him for you," Wilson offered.Serena's eyes lit up at the suggestion, but she felt bad about it. "Only if it's not too much trouble."Wilson sputtered. "It'll only take a word, Ms. Judd."To make a point, he dialed a number on his phone and gave the person on the other line brief instructions to look into Aaron. When the person on the other line acceded, Serena heaved a breath of relief.The Bentley sped down the road and pulled up outside Serena's apartment. She was about to get out of the car when Wilson's phone rang. He put the call through, and his face darkened when he heard what the
Gary was in a fit of panic as he asked, "Who kidnapped Desiree? Have you looked into it? I'll have them drawn and quartered!"Wilson answered, "It was Yvonne, my brother's ex-wife.""Your family's behind this?" A stormy look flashed in Gary's eyes as he growled, "You'd better make things right, Wilson!"He had only just said this when Wilson's phone rang. Upon seeing Yvonne's name on the screen, Wilson picked up and put the call on speaker. "What do you want?""Where the hell is Shawn? Have you made the arrangements yet, Wilson? I'm warning you—you'll never see Desiree again if you don't hand Shawn over!" Yvonne threatened.Wilson pointed out, "Shawn's in Westeros right now, Yvonne. I could put him on a rocket and it wouldn't be fast enough to get him to you. Have you missed him so much that your brain cells rotted?""Shut up! I don't care what you have to do, but I want you to hand Shawn over to my men by today. I'll give Desiree back to you after I send Shawn abroad!" Yvonne sa
Yvonne waited for what felt like ages before she finally got a text from Wilson.He had sent her a video of Shawn being escorted into the Quade's private jet. Only his side profile was visible, and he was dressed shabbily. He'd lost some weight, and he hadn't shaved, either. He looked like a shell of his former self.Yvonne's heart nearly broke when she saw the video. "It hasn't been that long since he went to Westeros… How did he lose so much weight?"He must have suffered a lot. The thought of this renewed Yvonne's rage, and she shot Desiree a menacing look.Desiree, still bound to the chair, eyed Yvonne nervously. "What?""You'd better pray that Wilson shows up with Shawn in time to save you before I make him pay for what he did!" Yvonne seethed. "He hurt my son, and I won't hesitate to hurt his beloved just to get back at him!"Desiree's brows furrowed. "I honestly think you've got it all wrong. Wilson and I are friends, but he doesn't love me. You kidnapped the wrong person.
Simon looked distressed as he muttered, "I've got to do something. Desiree is precious to Gary. If Yvonne so much as lays a finger on her, Gary will make me pay for it!"…Yvonne didn't sleep a wink that night. The next day, Wilson called her before she could pester him. "I'm headed toward your location. Shawn's with me.""Really?" Yvonne's eyes lit up for the first time in days. "Let me speak to him!"Wilson bargained coolly, "Put Desiree on the line."Yvonne put the phone close to Desiree. Resentment welled up in Desiree when she heard Wilson's voice. "Wilson… I'm so scared.""Are you alright?" he asked."I am, but—"Before Desiree finished speaking, Yvonne pulled the phone away and demanded, "Where's Shawn? Let him talk to me!"She heard rustling on the other end, followed by a weak "Mom…""Shawn!" Her heart cracked when she heard his voice. "Why do you sound so weak? Did Wilson torture you?"Wilson snorted. "Now, now, Yvonne, you'll see your darling son soon enough. Save
Yvonne's henchmen did as they were told and jostled Desiree forward as they approached Wilson.On Wilson's end, Kayden hauled a sickly looking Shawn along as he met Yvonne's men in the middle. He then shoved Shawn forward, and Yvonne's men did the same with Desiree.The moment the hostage exchange was made, Gary hurried to catch Desiree in his arms."Dad…" She burrowed into his arms as tears rolled down her cheeks. She peered over Gary's shoulder at Wilson, but he did not spare her a glance and kept his icy gaze on Yvonne."Shawn!" Yvonne cried as she caught Shawn and pulled him into her arms. He leaned against her shoulder and kept his head down, looking as if years of his life had been sapped from him.Yvonne's heart nearly broke at the sight of this. She promised gravely, "Don't worry, Shawn. We're getting out of this hellhole."Gary thundered, "Did you think we'd let you get away?""Did you think I'd agree to meet you without backup?" Yvonne snorted. No sooner had she given
Serena reassured William, "Now that I'm working in Quade Group, I'll be loyal until the end. You have nothing to worry about.""I no longer hold the reins to Quade Group, and I doubt I should be worried about your loyalty if Wilson isn't questioning it," William said. He gave her an assessing look. "Are you here to sign my discharge papers?""Yes. Mr. Quade has already given me your address. I've hired a nutritionist and a caretaker to tend to you while you recuperate," Serena answered dutifully."Where's Wilson?" William asked."He's on a work errand." Serena didn't tell him that Desiree had been kidnapped and that Wilson went to negotiate with the kidnapper. William's surgery hadn't been that long ago, and it was best that she did not stress him out with such news.She changed the subject. "Mr. Quade Senior, I was told by Mr. Quade that you haven't had much appetite lately. I made some cranberry cookies for you. They're sugar-free on account of your diabetes. Would you like to h
However, Candice couldn't get used to the taste of the coffee here. Justin tried describing the types of coffee beans and their origins, but she only gaped at him as if he were speaking gibberish. At some point, he lost interest in sharing stuff with her.Serena was different. She would talk to him about coffee, right down to the beans and how they were sourced. She even knew how to make her own blend.Whenever the café launched a new drink, she would make it a point to buy it and leave it on Justin's table. Given his stomach sensitivity, she made sure that the coffee she brought him was always at the right temperature.The more Justin reminisced on the days he spent with Serena, the more agitated he felt. He raised the cup of coffee to his lips and took a hearty sip. It was his favorite, but it tasted bitter today.At that moment, his phone rang. When he saw that it was a call from Candice, he put it through impassively and was immediately greeted by the sound of her voice. "Justi
Serena remembered now. Marcus was born out of David's second marriage.Marcus wheeled the birthday cake toward David. He stopped beside David and grinned. "Happy birthday, Dad! May you have a long and healthy life ahead of you!""Looks like you've pulled yourself together, Marcus," David praised, smiling. He'd never smiled like that when Jacob was around.David paid no mind to Jacob's darkened expression as he pulled Marcus closer and launched into introductions. "Everyone, this is Marcus. He's been majoring in finance abroad and flew home especially for my birthday today!"A few guests at the table recognized Marcus. "Goodness, it's Marcus! I haven't seen him in years! He sure looks different now.""Yes, he looks a lot like a younger Mr. David."Jacob lifted his gaze. "Dad, why didn't you tell me Marcus was coming home today?"David's smile slipped. "You should have known he was coming home, Jacob. You're the older brother, so don't go blaming me for not keeping you up to date
A loud cough suddenly sounded behind Jacob and the others. David was making his way down the stairs with Natasha's help."Mr. Smith," Wilson greeted.A shadow fell over David's face. "Wilson, I wasn't expecting you to come.""It's your birthday today, Mr. Smith. It's only right that I come over and celebrate with you out of respect, wouldn't you say?" Wilson said congenially. He snaked an arm around Serena's shoulders as he approached David. "Mr. Smith, allow me to introduce my girlfriend, Serena Judd."David made a noise of approval. "She's got a decent face and build, that much I'll say. You got lucky, Wilson.""Oh, my luck with the ladies is nothing compared to yours, Mr. Smith." Wilson grinned.Beside David, Natasha looked a little uneasy. She clutched David's arm and asked, "Would you like to sit, Mr. Smith?""Bring me to the couch so I may catch my breath."Natasha did as she was told and helped David to the couch, whereupon they sat.Jacob and Wilson sauntered to one si
Serena wished she could sew Wilson's mouth shut. He helped her put on her clothes and said, "We're going to the Smith residence tonight. It's Jacob's father's birthday."Serena considered her plans for the day. The patisserie was doing all right recently, and she had nothing urgent to take care of. As such, she agreed to be Wilson's plus-one.…Serena and Wilson arrived downstairs to find that Elsa had already prepared a meal for them. Under Elsa's curious and meaningful gaze, Serena finished her food and headed out with Wilson.They dropped by an upscale women's boutique. Serena was about to leave after picking out a dress when Wilson grabbed her wrist. "You may as well pick out a few more outfits now that we're here. With that killer figure of yours, you'll look good in anything."It was still early, so Serena decided to stay and shop a little while longer. It would have been foolish of her to decline Wilson's generous offer of new clothes. She tried on a dozen outfits, and Wils
Waking up late the next day, Serena's eyes slowly blinked open, her thoughts still hazy and unfocused. She stared at the blackout curtains that had been drawn over the window, and the memories from last night flashed through her mind.As the hand on her side gently shifted, a voice rumbled, "Are you up?"Serena hummed in response, her throat a little dry. Last night had been wild; she'd behaved nothing like her usual self. She blushed slightly at the thought.Wilson gently pinched the soft flesh of her waist and kissed her. "Lie in for a bit."With that, he lifted the blanket and got out of bed. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room a second later, and he handed Serena a glass of water. "To quench your thirst."Wilson's tone was warm and mild, but the way his alluring eyes fixed on Serena turned his sentence into a double entendre. Diffident, she took the glass from him and had a few gulps of water.Wilson then set the glass down and began putting on his clothes.
Wilson brought Serena back to his villa.Serena was greeted by the feast on the table when she entered the door and noted her favorite dishes among the food. Wilson explained, "When I came home earlier, I told Elsa to make dinner. We'll be eating here tonight."Serena nodded. She took a seat at the table, only to see Elsa Rosenburg bustling around to tend to her needs. She served Serena soup, brought her a wine glass, and even warmly asked Serena if she could have cold drinks.Wilson narrowed his eyes from across the table. "Elsa, if you'd like to take a look at my girlfriend, you may do so openly without buzzing around her like a bee."An awkward chuckle escaped Elsa. Oh, well, so much for being subtle. But could Wilson blame her? He'd only ever brought men home, and this was the first time he'd brought a woman over—and she was his girlfriend, no less!It was a rare sight for Elsa, indeed. Before this, she thought Wilson and Jacob were dating.Elsa stared at Serena for a moment,
Damian's eyes darkened. He strode over to Wilson. "Mr. Quade."Wilson appraised him from head to toe. "What is your purpose of getting close to Serena?"Damian looked baffled. "I've known Serena for years, and we've always been on good terms. What do you mean by that question, Mr. Quade?""The next time you act dumb and naïve, try to be more convincing. Who are you trying to fool when you can't even keep the scheming look out of your eyes?" Wilson drawled.Damian froze, then flashed Wilson a smile. "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Quade. Serena may be your girlfriend, but she has the freedom to be friends with whomever she wants."Wilson took a drag of his cigarette. "You sabotaged the security camera at Serena's place previously, didn't you?"Damian's smile vanished.Contempt gleamed in Wilson's narrowed eyes as he added, "Stay in line if you don't want Serena to find out just how despicable you are. I don't want to see you anywhere near Serena after this."With a
Wilson leaned into his seat and waved at Jillian through the screen as he said, "How is that you look younger since the last time we met, Madam Gallagher? And you look so fabulous and festive in that jacket, too. How will anyone tell you and an 18-year-old young woman apart?""You and your nonsense." Jillian laughed at the compliments. She gave him a meaningful look. "Do you know who got me this jacket?""Your old sweetheart?""Piss off!" Jillian snapped. "Serena got me the jacket."Surprise flickered in Wilson's eyes. He chuckled and said, "My mistake. So, it was my sweetheart who got you the jacket. How nice and generous of her; she is far better than your granddaughter. Did you reward her?""Reward her all you like when you get home." Jillian held up her phone and scoffed. "You should know you're lucky to have tricked a lovely young lady like her into falling for you."Trevor was confused. "Wait, are you familiar with Serena, too?""Yes. Our paths crossed somehow, and we beca
"Did you come to talk to me about the shop?" Jillian waved her hand dismissively. "I already told you, you get to call the shots when it comes to the patisserie. You don't have to report back to me on every little thing. Just give me my share of the profits every year."Serena said warmly, "I didn't come to talk to you about work. I just wanted to see you."Jillian went still. "What's there to see? I'm just a little old lady, and we aren't even close.""You did me a huge favor, Madam Gallagher. Visiting you is part for the course." Serena produced the gift bag and said, "I went shopping today and saw this. I thought it'd suit you and took the liberty of getting it for you. Try it on."Jillian glanced at the item in the gift bag. The style and color were to her liking, indeed. "I appreciate the gift. Leave it there.""Perhaps you should try it on first," Serena suggested, taking out the jacket and holding it up. She gently tugged on Jillian's arm and prompted, "Come on, Madam Galla
Jenna narrowed her eyes at Willow. "Your last name is Quade? What's your relationship with Wilson Quade?""He's my older cousin," Willow answered.Jenna's expression turned stormy when she heard this. She despised the Quade family.At that moment, Serena returned with the retail assistant. She had paid for Jillian's present and was ready to leave when Willow clutched her arm. "Help me pick something out."Serena nodded and began looking around the boutique with Willow.Jenna stared daggers at the two young ladies, her mood growing fouler by the second. She said scathingly, "They say birds of a feather flock together. I bet Willow is just as bad as Serena. Did you smell the smoke on her when she walked past us earlier? She must have been smoking outside before she entered the boutique!"Kelly looked offended. "Smoking doesn't mean anything. I was a smoker when I was young, too." She used to be a photographer and picked up smoking due to the stressful nature of her job. She only qu