The scandal had escalated beyond control. With Walter unreachable, Julia dropped her sick act. No point in faking illness when her home was on the line.She hailed a cab and rushed back, only to find her house surrounded by a thick crowd. Thanks to the police Andrew had called, she managed to push her way through. That short stretch to her doorstep took an agonizingly long time, and the crowd's wandering hands did not let her pass without incident.She stumbled into the yard, a mess from the confrontation. There was Evangeline, the picture of composed indifference, swinging with her shades on, while James stood close by. Bodyguards hovered, shielding her from the sun with their umbrellas.She looked every bit the untouchable mob heiress.Andrew and Lydia, bolstered by the sight of their darling daughter and the cops on the scene, hurried down to face off with Evangeline."Officer, can you believe this? Our own daughter storms into our home, threatens to kick us out, and tosses our
"Enough, you vile woman!" Julia's voice cracked the air as she glared at Evangeline's smug face. "Do you really think Walter won't come after you for kicking me out?"Evangeline just stared, bewildered. "I used to think you had some sense, but clearly, I was wrong. You're a fool. I'm divorcing him, so his actions are none of my business!"Evangeline called out with a dismissive wave, "Mr. White, please escort these people out. I've no time to waste on them."With the police's help, the bodyguards packed the things and tossed them out the door. Humiliated, Andrew and Julia scrambled into a cab and disappeared.Evangeline surveyed the empty yard, everything as before, except her mother was gone for good.James gave her a comforting pat on the shoulder. He had lost his dearest sister, and he was determined to shield his niece from any sorrow, to spare himself from his sister's silent judgment.…Lydia was still babbling when Julia snapped, pressing her hands to her ears, "Shut it!
After enduring a whirlwind of events, Evangeline savored a restful night's sleep, a serenity she had not known for years.Her mother's voice and laughter were slowly fading from memory. She clung to her mother's photographs, terrified of forgetting the precious moments they shared.Gazing around her childhood home, the bedroom she knew so well, her once-distant memories sharpened into focus, drawing her nearer to her mother's essence.The house was theirs alone at last.At the crack of dawn, assistant Wade showed up at Evangeline's new place, armed with the day's necessary paperwork.Wade surveyed the house, which Evangeline had lovingly restored to its former childhood charm, cozy and tasteful."What caught your eye?" Evangeline inquired, noticing Wade's curious gaze."Just picturing you growing up here. Beats a hotel stay any day. That family sure got more than their money's worth over the years." Wade had learned of Andrew's misdeeds and could not help but feel outraged for E
"Mrs. Cook, is Walter at home?" asked Evangeline as she pulled Alice to the side, out of view of the security cameras.Alice could see the worry in Evangeline's eyes and reassured her, "The young master's not here. There's been some trouble at the company, and he's been so tied up that he hasn't been home in ages. You came to check on Mr. Gordon, didn't you?"Let's go inside, it's fine. Mr. Gordon often mentions you. He was so distressed when he heard about your divorce that he fell ill. Dr. Lawson just left a little while ago." Alice shared the latest news as she led Evangeline into the house.Evangeline reluctantly trailed behind her into the house.In the living room, Aria lounged on the couch, her eyes glued to her smartphone. Her gaze snapped up as they walked in, a mix of surprise and annoyance crossing her features."Alice, after all these years with the Gordons, you know better. What's with dragging in every random person? Are you trying to get fired?"Alice, who was not
Trey's illness had taken a toll on his appetite. Evangeline made him some oatmeal and carefully fed him, then gently washed his hands and face. By the time she was done, it was already the middle of the night.Once Trey was sound asleep, Evangeline could finally relax. She headed to her old room to wind down.After a quick wash, she was so wiped out that she passed out the moment her head hit the pillow.…Walter got in from the airport well after midnight, worn out from his trip and a nasty stomach bug. He barely made it to his bed before collapsing.Then, out of nowhere, he caught a whiff of something familiar.It was Evangeline's signature scent.Was he so tired he was hallucinating, or was her scent really lingering in the room?His fingers brushed against something unexpectedly soft, and without thinking, he gave it a gentle squeeze.Evangeline, who had been sound asleep, woke up with a start, her hand flying to her face as she cried out. She had been dreaming that a mons
Evangeline was left fuming, punching the pillow in frustration. "Great timing, as always. It's like fate loves to throw us together at the worst times."The next morning, Evangeline was up with the dawn, helping Alice whip up a pumpkin pie for Trey. He was not feeling great, but he managed to eat quite a bit, cheered by Evangeline's kindness, and seemed a little brighter for it.Afterward, Evangeline wheeled him out for a stroll in the garden.The last whispers of winter had finally retreated, and the morning sun wrapped the world in a cozy warmth. Tulips danced in the garden's gentle breeze, their colors a vivid tapestry. Evangeline and Trey were lost in easy conversation, their laughter mingling with the cheerful chatter of their video with Trey. It was one of those perfect, tranquil moments.However, tranquility shattered as they rounded the garden's rocky outcrop. There, a few faces soured Evangeline's mood in an instant.Walter and Julia sat in the gazebo, deep in discussion.
Evangeline was at a loss as she watched the unfolding drama.Has Walter lost his mind? He should be backing up his mother, his future mother-in-law, and his girlfriend, not defending her from his mother's wrath."Walter, what are you doing? I need to put her in her place! She's been spewing lies online, and now she's here, parading around like she owns the place. If we don't put her in her place, she'll think she can walk all over the Gordon family!" chastised Aria."Mom, Evangeline and I aren't divorced. So technically, she kind of does have a stake in the Gordon family," Walter retorted.As Walter watched, he began to see the struggles Evangeline had faced in the first three years of their marriage and started to grasp why she had turned out the way she had.A wave of regret washed over him.If he had been too late in the past, his chance to make amends had finally come."Walter, has she cast some kind of spell on you? She's been outright rude to your family, hurling insults a
Walter had just wrapped up some work when Caden called him to 'hang out'. Walter had been feeling on edge lately, so he agreed to meet at the swanky Golden Grand Hotel.Caden was buzzing in their get-together, while Walter looked like he could use a week's sleep."You're looking pretty chipper. Hit the jackpot recently?" Walter asked, noticing Caden's gusto, a far cry from his usual nitpicking self. Back in the day, Caden would make the chef check the temperature of his egg custard, not too hot, not too cold."Man, I joined this college student-run amateur racing team. It's like a scene straight out of a movie, all these gorgeous gals around. Makes me feel like I'm back in the college groove, all pumped up," said Caden with a grin."Come on, you know that's risky business. Your folks would flip if they knew," said Walter, trying to talk some sense into him."Hey, keep it on the down-low, will you? You're the only one in the loop. I'm planning to ride this wave a little longer." Ca
"Go ahead, play it! Don't just grab some random video online and bring it here to slander me. I won't acknowledge it!"Walter found this response amusing."My dear brother, how can you be so certain that the video I have is just something I found online?"Alex's lips curved into a smirk. "There are no cameras in the CEO's office. Even if I did do something, it wouldn't have been recorded. Really, Walter, waving that USB drive like that—who are you trying to scare?"'Was Alex determined to deny everything until the bitter end?' thought Walter.Before he could respond, Emma stepped forward. "Exactly! I can understand your desire to return to the company, but you can't tarnish our CEO's name for your own selfish motives. Don't you agree?"Walter did not respond immediately.His sharp, dark eyes swept over both Emma and Alex before he calmly inserted the USB drive into the laptop he had prepared in advance.The video quickly appeared on the screen, but instead of projecting it onto
"Impossible! How could Mr. Alex Gordon possibly do such a thing?""Exactly! They're all part of the Gordon family. If Gordon Group collapses, how would that benefit him?""Well, you never know. Don't you remember what happened back then? Mr. Alex Gordon didn't leave Gordon Group voluntarily—he was forced out by Mr. Trey Gordon and Mr. Walter Gordon!"Everything was going smoothly, and then he was suddenly kicked out. Who wouldn't hold a grudge over that?"The crowd buzzed with speculation, including Emma, who had always been loyal to Alex.She looked at Alex in disbelief. "Mr. Gordon, what he said… it's not true, is it?"Her expression was complicated, tinged with visible disappointment.The reason she had helped Alex with those things was because she cared for him. She believed that he had returned to Gordon Group to achieve something great and that Trey and Walter were just thieves who had stolen the fruits of his labor.Walter's revelations seemed to suggest that Alex had be
Alex took a deep breath, his face darkening as he demanded, "Walter, you've been removed from the company. Grandfather personally stripped you of your authority in front of all the shareholders."You have no decision-making power in any company affairs. So, please leave my meeting room immediately. Thank you!"Contrary to expectations, Walter, despite being blatantly dismissed, remained unfazed. He sat firmly in his chair, unmoved."Yes, you and Grandfather forced me out of Gordon Group. But so what? Under your leadership, in these so-called traitor's hands, Gordon Group is on the brink of collapse."As a member of the Gordon family, am I supposed to just stand by and watch you drag Gordon Group into the abyss?"He leaned back slightly, his voice calm but sharp as a blade. "Or should I let these shareholders watch you use their hard-earned money to fill a bottomless pit—one that leads straight to an unmarked grave?"Alex's face paled at the accusation, and his hand trembled as he
"What's the point of all this arguing? Can it bring back the money? In the end, only Mr. Gordon can resolve the issue!"The room fell into a stunned silence. Everyone exchanged uncertain glances before they all turned, almost instinctively, toward Walter.Walter remained calm, casually raising his wrist to check his watch. "There's still one hour before The Bennex Corporation's press conference. Feel free to continue arguing if you'd like."But if you do, I won't stay to keep you company."The shareholders' faces turned pale, and their aggression completely dissipated."No, no, we don't know anything about these matters. You're the expert, sir. Please, tell us what to do."'What's this? Begging someone to help after shoving them out the door? Truly shameless.'Walter chuckled lightly. "I've already been removed from the company. I don't deserve to be called your president. The only reason I'm here today is because Gordon Group represents my grandfather's life's work. Watching it
Emma came along reluctantly, but she had to follow Alex's orders.Even as she stood beside Walter, her loyalty never wavered—she was Alex's person. Every action, every word, was meant to assist Alex, not this usurper Walter!Walter glanced at the woman beside him, his feelings mixed.The fact that Alex sent his personal assistant to him probably meant that he was aware of David's situation—hospitalized and severely injured. If Walter wanted to win this battle in front of the shareholders, he would have to handle everything himself.For the Gordon family, that was far too humiliating.Alex could be frighteningly stubborn sometimes yet inexplicably considerate at others.However, Walter had no interest in what Emma was thinking at this moment because…"Ms. Carter, if you want to help Alex, you'd better listen to me during today's meeting," he advised her, though his tone carried a hint of warning."Why should I?" Emma immediately stiffened, glaring at him defiantly.Walter smile
Alex's attitude had said it all, so why waste more words?Standing in front of Alex, Walter lit a cigarette. He would only smoke when his emotions were about to overwhelm him. Drawing on the cigarette, combined with the swirling smoke, helped calm him."Alex, I'll only ask you one question: how did your legs get injured?"Back when Alex left the Gordon family, he was perfectly healthy. By the time he returned, however, he was somehow wheelchair-bound.For a time, Walter had assumed it was just a ploy to gain sympathy. However, he realized that for a healthy person to willingly confine themselves to a wheelchair, the price was simply too high.He had sent people to investigate Alex's life abroad, but they found nothing. He had no choice but to ask in person.Alex chuckled softly. It seemed as though he had recalled something painful, as his eyes reddened.Suddenly, his expression grew firm. His thin lips curved slightly as he uttered two words:"Northern Montavia."Walter froze
"That's true." Alex chuckled, laughing with genuine amusement.When was the last time he and Walter spoke like this? For a moment, he could not recall."Walter, do you hate me?"Walter was puzzled. "Why would I?"Alex sighed deeply. "There are too many reasons..."Those reasons were Evangeline and the company. Even at this moment, clearly, he was the one who let the Bennisons infiltrate the company, yet his younger brother, Walter, had to clean up after him.As he listed these grievances, Alex felt like he was truly an unforgivable person, though he could not pinpoint exactly what he had done wrong.The feeling was deeply conflicting. Perhaps he would never figure it out in this lifetime.However, Walter swiftly answered, "I don't hate you, Alex. I pity you."His gaze fell on the wheelchair beneath Alex.A man who could walk on his own had to disguise himself as someone partially paralyzed for his own purposes. A man who could rely on himself needed help from others.What ki
Emma secretly admired Alex, so naturally, she focused on speaking to him.At this moment, her suggestion was also the most beneficial to Alex.After all, Walter had privately proposed a meeting, which was already overstepping. Moreover, he asked all the shareholders to attend, which was bound to frustrate everyone. If Alex stepped forward at such a time, it would place him on the moral high ground, and he could immediately criticize Walter for interfering in matters that did not concern him."Then prepare the materials to respond," decided Alex swiftly.Ever since he left the villa after abandoning Evangeline, he had been thinking about what remedial measures he could take to face the threat to Gordon Group from The Bennex Corporation.Carl watched as Alex made countless calls to the Bennison family and The Bennex Corporation but went unanswered. He knew that the Bennison family was determined to destroy Gordon Group, and he was destined to be just a pawn.At this point, the Benn
"Mr. Gordon, Mrs. Gordon has woken up! She's still a little weak now, but all the test results came out normal, and she's out of danger now."David's cheerful voice was contagious over the call, lifting Walter's previously somber mood."Really? She's in the clear?"As long as Evangeline didn't suffer any aftereffects, it meant the drug wasn't the one he had seen on the dark web. That was a relief to him."That's right, sir."My dearest Celina is amazing! Those doctors fussed around for so long without success, but she went in and got Mrs. Gordon awake in under five minutes!""I'll have to thank your precious Celina when I get the chance, then," said Walter with a chuckle.David was flustered by this. "Please, sir! Celina is my wife, and Mrs. Gordon is like a sister to her. Helping her was the right thing to do. No need for thanks.""Of course, of course," Walter replied repeatedly, but his mind turned to a decision he had just made."David, I actually owe you an apology. After