The old man, Elvis, was reading an article about Lyra's Restaurant with a sense of satisfaction. The article highlighted the challenges that the restaurant was facing, including the controversial hiring of women with questionable backgrounds to run the establishment. The article that Lian posted was perfect for what he wanted. It might not be blatantly showing Lyra’s name and the people that they were trying to expose, but it would serve the purpose that he wanted it to serve. It is enough to make his daughter think about their past encounter and wonder if she made the wrong choice. It was enough to make Lyra see how terrible it is for her to act all tough and mighty in front of him. He knew that Derrick had the capability to ruin his business, but he was also aware that targeting Lyra and those women would give him enough time and perhaps a chance to get out of this hell pit."This is perfect, Wendy! Have you read it?" Elvis asked, his evil smile growing bigger. "I knew that dragging

Derrick sat at the kitchen table, staring off into space, his mind lost in thought. Zin, his loyal servant and magical friend, watches him with growing concern. "Master," he said softly. "What's troubling you? I can sense that something is wrong."Derrick looks up at Zin, a haunted expression on his face. "I had a dream last night," he said. "Lucifer was calling me back to hell. with wants me to return there and fulfill my job as a little devil, shouldering some of his work instead of meddling in the affairs of humans."Zin's eyes widen in alarm. "That's a serious matter, Master," he says. "If even Lucifer is getting involved with our matters after all those years of him letting us run around and do stuff, this might have turned out to be as serious as we thought."Derrick sighs deeply. "I don't know," he says. "I just can't make that decision. I am not going to go back down there. I am not ready to do that.""But master, Lucifer called for you.""I love Lyra, and I don't want to leav

Derrick and Zin were sitting around the couch with steaming cups of coffee in hand, deep in conversation about Lyra."Do you remember the first time we met her?" Zin asked.Derrick took a sip of his coffee and nodded. "Yeah, she was so quiet and reserved; she barely said a word. It was like she was afraid of her own shadow."Zin chuckled and said, "That's definitely not the case anymore."Derrick smiled and said, "No, it's not. She's come a long way since then. I remember when she first told us about her father and how she was afraid of him. It broke my heart to see her so scared.""Yeah, but now she's brave enough to face him and stand up for what's right," Zin said with a hint of pride in her voice."She's amazing," Derrick said. "I admire her so much for putting herself on the line to protect the people she loves. She's grown into such a strong and confident young woman."Zin nodded. "She's always been like a big sister to me, and it's been incredible to see her transformation. I'm

Lyra woke up next to Derrick with a sense of anticipation and excitement coursing through her body. Today was the day she had been waiting for—the day she could finally reveal her true identity at the Watson's hotel board meeting. She had been working tirelessly behind the scenes, acquiring shares in the company and quietly building her stake until she was the largest shareholder, with the help of Dame and Zin, who had been staying up late at night just to make sure that everything went smoothly. And now she was ready to step forward and take control. She glanced over at Derrick, who was still asleep, and couldn't help but feel grateful for his support. She knew that this was going to be a huge step for her, but she was more than ready for the challenge. With a deep breath, she climbed out of bed and prepared for the day ahead, eager to take her place as the new leader of Watson's hotels. Lyra stepped into the warm, steamy shower, letting the water wash away the grogginess of sleep a

Rhian and Raine were busy attending to their customers when suddenly a group of people rushed inside the restaurant. There were three people at a table, and Rhian had finally gotten her moment to rest and hang out with Raine on the floor, helping the servers, but her eyes widened seeing a huge flock of hungry dinners rushing in. It took her by surprise. "Oh my, God." Rhian whispered. "What the hell is happening? It's supposed to be our down time; it's after lunch, right?" "I think so," Raine replied, speaking slowly as she tried to check on her watch. "It is after lunch; why is rush hour happening twice today? I don't think this is right." "Totally," Rhian agreed. "There must be something going on, and I think I might have an idea of what that is." She sighed and wished that whatever was going on in her mind was wrong, but she looked outside once again, and it was looking grim. "This is not looking too good for us; I am already regretting a lot, and I can't even think of a solution