"Have you chosen what you're going to wear?" Fausto asked Stella."Yes. How are you feeling?" Stella reached out, checking Fausto's temperature. She sensed his stress, especially with their cousins around. She was waiting for Fausto to introduce her before dealing with those she suspected had something to do with Lauro's disappearance."I'm good, don't sweat it. You just gotta show 'em you're tough," Fausto advised.Stella gave Fausto a small smile. "I promised to let you lead the way with my life decisions from now on."Fausto smiled back, feeling proud of Stella's resilience. She'd toughened up since everything went down, and he might even owe a thanks to the guy who got her pregnant."Grandpa, I'd rather keep Zion under wraps, if possible," Stella confided.Fausto understood. He didn't want word getting out about his great-grandson either, especially because he was a boy. Zion was staying where Stella grew up, and they could see him whenever. But Fausto didn't want Zion hidden

"Sir, the meeting is about to start."Charles turned to his secretary, realizing she had followed him. He sighed, then headed back to the conference room.Stella, meanwhile, had lost interest in going to the conference room. A sudden headache made her decide to leave.Alex quickly approached her, offering support as they made their way to the elevator.Charles tightened his grip into a fist as he spotted the man with Stella. So, it was the same guy from the photo. He sensed a connection between this man and the company, which clarified their presence. As the elevator doors shut, Stella and Charles exchanged icy glares."Are you okay?" Alex asked, concerned."Let's head straight to Zion," she murmured, her voice tense.Alex didn't press for more details and complied with her directive.At the mansion, Fausto grew impatient as he waited for the call from his assistant. Another twenty minutes passed before the phone finally rang."Sir, my apologies for the delay," Leonard said hu

"Ma'am, I'll whip up your favorite breakfast," Marimar said quickly before rushing away from Stella.Stella wanted to stop her, but Marimar was already gone. Turning back to Charles, she sensed a strange emotion in his eyes. Despite her disbelief, it seemed like a touch of longing lingered in his gaze.Charles, briefly adrift, blinked, regaining his focus. He couldn't quite grasp his earlier emotions. "Good to see you haven't completely forgotten about Grandpa," he commented.Stella's anger flared at his words. She doubted her own eyes from before. Charles stayed as arrogant as ever, showing no kindness toward her. He still saw her only as a gold digger and a fake.She replied, "I'm not here for trouble. I didn't come to chat with you."Charles paused, taken aback by Stella's icy tone. He looked into her eyes, but they held no emotion. It dawned on him that she had changed. He missed the warmth and pleading in her gaze she used to show him.Quickly, Stella turned away, uncomforta

"Are you certain she took the millions you mentioned in exchange for her freedom?" Ramon asked, further baffling Charles. All Charles knew was that Stella had accepted the money and left."And you believe she has another man?" Ramon pressed Charles again."Grandpa, you heard her earlier. She said she's married now," Charles replied reluctantly.Ramon shook his head in disbelief. "I hope Sophie isn't foolish in choosing her spouse. And I hope she isn't blind to the truth, like you."Charles sighed softly, choosing not to argue with Ramon.If it were up to Ramon, he would have kicked Magda out of his grandchildren's lives after their father passed away. But Sophie loved Magda because she had grown up knowing her as her mother. Ramon fell silent, so Charles returned to his work."The food is ready! Come on, I know you've missed my cooking." Stella approached Ramon cheerfully.Charles stood up instinctively and followed Stella, who was pushing Ramon's wheelchair into the dining room

Ramon slumped in his wheelchair, feeling overwhelmed with sadness as he realized Sophie was consumed by unfounded jealousy.Stella, not wanting to make things worse, didn't reply to Sophie's comment. Instead, she said gently, "Grandpa Ramon, please rest now. I should go."Ramon looked at Stella with pleading eyes, shaking his head, not wanting her to leave. He worried this might be their last meeting."Oh, being all nice now that Grandpa is around!" Sophie sneered at Stella.Not wanting to get involved and possibly become Ramon's target of anger, Magda hurriedly left. She knew Sophie's actions might be blamed on her but secretly felt satisfied with the chaos. If Ramon died from anger, it might make her life easier."Enough, Sophie!" Ramon's voice shook with anger."What's going on here?" Charles entered the room in a rush, going straight to Ramon's side and calling for the nurse.Sophie panicked as she saw Ramon struggling to breathe. "Charles, it's Stella's fault that Grandpa g