Jennifer froze after hearing Hugo's words. It felt as if her soul had left her body. A few seconds later, she forced a bitter smile. "No, it can't be true. That's impossible!""Why not?" Hugo retorted. "If it weren't for you being hopelessly in love with Maxwell, I would've dealt with that old hag long ago! Do you think I'd wait until now? Wake up! Your husband and that old hag are family. Look! He'll abandon you without a second thought in the end!"Maxwell shouted, "Hugo, shut up! When did I ever say I would abandon Jennifer? Stop trying to stir up trouble and ruin our marriage!"He then walked to Jennifer. "Trust me. This is an issue between my mother, your brother, and me. You don't need to worry about it. Jennifer, I will never hurt you. I'll protect you."Jennifer felt her strength give out and sighed tiredly. Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head. "No wonder she disliked me and wanted to replace me as your wife. You should go. I… I need to be alone. My head is a
Camila sneered. "Hugo sent people to burn me alive. Does that count as making up to her? Yes, I don't deserve to live. I should just die so your wife can be happy!""Enough! What does any of this have to do with Jennifer? Stop making a scene!" Maxwell was overwhelmed by guilt and helplessness whenever he thought about Jennifer. He worried about what Hugo might be filling her head with right now.Camila wailed, "You're still taking their side? Maxwell, take a good look! I was almost burned alive by Hugo. They set a fire right under your nose. Do you think he respects you? I'm old, yet you sent me to work in the countryside! That bastard failed this time. But he might succeed next time!"Maxwell said sternly, "That won't happen. I've already arranged for people to protect your hospital room. No one will hurt you again.""You can protect me now, but can you still protect me when I recover and return to the countryside?" Camila was furious. "Hugo won't spare me! Maybe Jennifer already
Michael finally understood. Maxwell simply wanted to teach Hugo a lesson. After all, they were still brothers-in-law.…Jennifer was accompanied by two bodyguards at the airport and was waiting to board with Cassidy and Caleb. Hugo suggested she go back to the Shaw residence and avoid the chaos. Jennifer still felt as if she were in a dream.Why was Maxwell the son of her enemy? She had borne two children for her enemy's son. And she was carrying the third. She felt lost and didn't know her next move.Cassidy and Caleb could sense the tension and grew uneasy. Caleb asked, "Mommy, where's Dad? Why isn't he coming with us?"Cassidy chimed in, "Yeah, didn't Uncle Hug say we're going on a trip? Daddy can protect us if there are bad guys!"Jennifer looked at her children with guilt. She felt as though she had failed them.Just then, one of the bodyguards reminded her, "It's time to board."Jennifer nodded. Just as she was about to stand up, she spotted Maxwell approaching with sev
Maxwell's anger surged and he grabbed Jennifer's wrist. "What's this? First, it was your father, and now, brother! Jennifer, have you ever cared about me? You want a fight to the death, right? Fine, go ahead! Let's see who can save your brother in the end!"Jennifer was anxious, terrified that her brother would suffer in jail. She took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want?"Maxwell answered calmly, "Come home with me, and I'll drop the charges."Jennifer had no other choice. She told Shaun to return to Nimbus Lounge and wait for news. Her expression was unpleasant, and she refused to let Maxwell touch her. With one child in each hand, she got into Maxwell's car.Inside the car, the tense atmosphere made Cassidy and Caleb exchange glances, too afraid to speak. It seemed like their parents were fighting.The silence in the car was eerie. When they arrived home, Jennifer headed straight to the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her.The loud bang startled Cassidy and Caleb
Jennifer was momentarily stunned, even a bit disoriented.When she first learned that Camila was responsible for her mother's depression and suicide—the one who had sold her to traffickers and ruined Hugo's childhood—she definitely felt the urge to kill her.However, Jennifer knew the knife in her hand was a tool for healing, not for harm. She wouldn't stoop to that level.So, her voice turned cold as she replied, "Hugo and I don't have the kind of cruelty your mother does. She's the one who wants us dead!"Maxwell's gaze darkened upon hearing that. "I believe you don't have that in your heart. But Hugo… He says he's moved on, but deep down, he still wants my mother dead. I never realized he was the kind of person who'd say one thing and do another."The truth was, Jennifer didn't know Hugo that well. After all, she had only recently acknowledged him as her brother. She wasn't entirely sure what he was capable of, especially with his violent streak."Just let him go!" she snapped
Jennifer glanced at Maxwell and asked, "Can you really bring yourself to do that?"Maxwell's voice dripped with bitterness as he replied, "Compared to losing you and the kids, what else could I possibly care about? She brought this on herself. Honestly, she's getting off easy."…At the hospital, Camila broke down when she learned she'd be sent back to the village once she recovered."What did you just say?" she snarled, glaring at Michael. "Was this Maxwell's idea? Or that bitch Jennifer's?"Michael studied the woman before him. The more he looked, the more he saw traces of Rachel in her. He scoffed, disdain evident in his tone. "Mr. and Mrs. Lance are one and the same. It doesn't matter whose order it was. Her decision is also his decision!"Camila slammed her fists against the bed in frustration, shouting, "Where's Maxwell? Get him here now! I refuse to believe he would abandon his mother or stand by and watch me suffer like this!"She had fought her way out of that remote
Maxwell gripped the steering wheel tightly, drawing in a deep breath. All he wanted was for Hugo to land behind bars and never see the light of the day again.How dare he barge into Lance Group and cause chaos? Did he really think Maxwell wouldn't do anything about it?But the thought of Jennifer made him hold back. Maxwell forced himself to stay calm, his voice tight with restraint. "Don't call the police yet. I'm on my way."…When Maxwell arrived at the company, murmurs swept through the employees. It was as if they were watching a drama play out right in front of them. No one had ever seen anyone bold enough to stir up trouble at Lance Group, least of all the president's brother-in-law. Was this really happening?As Maxwell strode toward the elevator, heads turned and eyes followed him.Feeling the weight of their stares, he spun around and snapped, "What are you all looking at? Want to come upstairs and get a front-row seat?"His sharp gaze and cutting tone sent a chill t
Hugo couldn't shake the thought that Maxwell was a real jerk who deserved a good beating. Not only that, but he always looked down on others.Sure, Hugo disliked studying, but what did that have to do with Maxwell?Just as he was about to swing, Maxwell grabbed his arm and reminded him, "What you did earlier was clearly caught on surveillance."Hugo scoffed and spat, "Are you going to call the police again? What's the point? Do you really think I'm clueless about the law? "I haven't killed or hurt anyone. The worst I've done is cause you a little financial trouble. I've got more than enough money. I can just pay you back!"But Maxwell simply shook his head. His voice remained steady as he replied, "You're wrong. I won't call the police. Involving the authorities every time isn't exactly what Jennifer would want, is it?"But I could show your sister, niece, and nephew how you acted like a thug in my office. Let them see what kind of person their uncle really is."Without lifting