Amora's eyes narrowed sharply. She couldn't believe Lisa would casually expose her disgrace like this. She knew that woman was deliberately attacking her weakness with harsh words, unfiltered from her thick lips.Amora wasn't surprised at all by Lisa's words. Given their family history, it wasn't shocking that Lisa knew her disgrace.Even though her grandfather had tried his best to cover it up, a disgrace is still a disgrace. It was always prime fodder for gossip like Lisa. Without investigating, Amora was sure someone within the Lysander family had spread her disgrace without her grandfather's knowledge.Lisa thought Amora would be provoked by her words, but Amora had no intention of denying it."Why? The cat has your tongue now, huh? You should be aware of your place, Amora. You're no longer the Lysander family's prized young lady. Giving birth to a bastard child isn't something to be proud of," Lisa continued with a mocking tone.Before Amora c

“Does Dad not want Ray anymore? Is that why he hasn’t come back?”Rayden’s question caught Amora off guard. It had been a long time since Rayden last asked about his father’s whereabouts.In the past, Amora had concocted a story about Rayden’s father, claiming he was busy working in a distant country.She told this lie to give her son peace of mind. Amora planned to tell him the truth when Rayden grew older.But a lie is still a lie. Amora had to keep coming up with new excuses until Rayden eventually stopped asking about his father."Why... why would you suddenly think that?" Amora asked, panic creeping into her voice."If Dad really cared about me, shouldn't he still come to see me and Mom no matter how busy he is?" Rayden mumbled, his face downcast with sadness.“Ray—”“Ray knows Mom’s lying,” Rayden interrupted, catching Amora off guard, "Ray doesn't have a dad at all, right?"Amora’s eyes grew wide. She was complete

"I would never dare betray you, Young Master."Regis Lorenzo's face darkened as he listened to the young man kneeling before him. Despite the evidence, the young man refused to admit his wrongdoing.Regis possessed unquestionable evidence of this employee's embezzlement at his Royal Dragon subsidiary.A month ago, during a surprise inspection at one of his supermarkets, Regis noticed discrepancies in the sales reports handed to him.He immediately tasked his right-hand man, Mark Carter, to find someone to act as a spy in the investigation. They uncovered manipulated data, and the culprit was Dennis Baker, an employee who had worked with Regis for quite some time.“Is your salary as the head manager at the supermarket not enough to cover your living expenses?” Regis inquired coldly.Regis was furious. He kicked Dennis's face to the side with his sharp dress shoe, then threw the spy's report at Dennis.Regis couldn't forgive Dennis's misconduct. For the past five years, Dennis has met al

"Dad?"Regis raised an eyebrow. He smirked cynically, almost unable to believe such a statement could come from a six-year-old.Regis took a deep breath to calm his anger. He never expected a seemingly innocent child to have an ulterior motive."Is it common now for scams to use children as tools?" Regis thought.He felt he had wasted his precious time listening to the child's useless chatter, but there was a deep curiosity about the boy's motives.Regis suspected that the boy's irresponsible parents had taught him bad things, using him to target easy victims. Unfortunately, the boy had picked the wrong target."Where are your parents, kid? I want to see what kind of parents have taught you to scam like this?" Regis snapped.His words unintentionally hurt Rayden's pure heart. Immediately, Rayden retorted, "Uncle, I'm not scamming, and no one taught me! Don't speak badly about my mom!"The boy's cheerful face disappeared. Seeing the disappointment in those small hazel eyes, Regis felt

"Gran, I'm home."Rayden stepped into the house with a gloomy face. A middle-aged woman, busy cleaning, was startled by Rayden's early return. School wasn't supposed to be over for another hour."Ray, why are you home so early?" asked the middle-aged woman, Emma Adams.She was Rayden's caretaker and Amora's neighbor, living in the same complex.Rayden was always picked up and dropped off by Emma. His early return was surprising Emma. "Oh my, Ray, what happened to your face?"Emma hurried over to Rayden, whom she considered her grandson. She immediately dropped the mop she was holding and cupped his face, which was covered in bruises."Who hit you, Ray?" Emma asked, extremely worried. Her heart ached to see the injuries on Rayden's face.She then looked at Amora, who had just entered the house after parking her motorcycle in the yard. Amora was carrying several items in her hands."Mrs. Adams," greeted Amora, her face just as worn out as Rayden's. She looked even more exhausted."Amor