After breakfast, Antonia returned to her room. A few minutes later, a doctor came to visit and check on her, accompanied by Lucas, who was curious about her condition. "How is she?" Lucas inquired, watching from a distance as the doctor examined the gunshot wound. "No worries, she's perfectly fine. Her wound has healed well," the doctor reassured them. Antonia felt a sense of relief upon hearing the news. She had been worried that the gunshot wound might cause complications, but it seemed that her fears were unfounded. "Is Mr. Augustine here?" Antonia asked, wondering where he was. She was surprised that he wasn't present when she woke up. "Ah, he's busy with some matters," Lucas replied. He debated whether to tell Antonia what Victor was doing, but ultimately decided not to share the details. At this point, they were acquaintances, not close friends like they used to be. They didn't owe each other any explanations. However, in the back of his mind, Lucas wondered if Antonia had r

Antonia continued to reside in the man's residence for the next few days. Although she had the freedom to leave at any time, she chose to stay longer. The man was pleased with her decision to stay, as it allowed him to ensure her safety. Since he had no leads on the people after her, keeping her close was the best way to protect her. Antonia tried to learn more about the man during her stay, but even the household staff seemed tight-lipped about their master. Edward, the man's personal assistant, was particularly reserved and rarely spoke when she tried to engage him in conversation. No matter how much she prodded or questioned him about the man, Edward would only respond with a smile and say, "He is the best master." Eventually, Antonia gave up trying to gather information and decided to simply enjoy her days under the man's care. She slept well and felt as if a great burden had been lifted from her shoulders. Her phone rang frequently, with Brady asking about her whereabouts, but sh

During the time Victor visited the Chen residence and left, Lucas was inside the car, laughing his heart out. He could see how shocked Madam Chen looked and how silly Shen Chen's face was when the bodyguards stopped him from hurting her. She was pounding on the seat as the driver and Edward, who were in the front, looked as if they were wondering what was so funny. "Edward, did you see that?" Lucas giggled non-stop as he grabbed Edward's shoulder, pointing at the scene happening outside. "Just look at Shen Chen's face. As if the world is collapsing in front of him. I wonder what's going on inside his mind." "You shouldn't laugh too much, what if they can hear you?" Edward sighed as he brushed Lucas' hand away. "Hear us? This is a custom-made SUV. It's bulletproof, soundproof, and it's a seven-seater SUV, and it's spacious as well. Do you know how many people own such an SUV?" "No, please enlighten me." Actually, Edward knows, for he was the one who ordered the SUV to be customized.

"Please, what drugs? You men are men, they love women. Women who know how to give them pleasure." Yun Chen replied, pointing out that Charles' men were lusting for women and he had nothing to do with them. "Forget them, what do you want?" Charles continues to express his anger towards the man and with the situation. Because his men let their guards down, it was likely they were digging their own graves already. "Ah, there you are dear." Yun Chen, said as he kissed the girl, who was seated on the bar table. Charles looked at the girl confusedly. The fact that she was the one who told him of the man's whereabouts. "This is my daughter. She is my adopted daughter. Isn't she beautiful?" Yun Chen proudly spoke about the girl's beauty and charm that any man would fall in love with her. "You see, I cherish her so dearly. She has been my pride and joy. I won't just anyone have her you know." "What do you want?" Charles could already sense what his uncle's intentions were. Despite that, he

On the plane: Edward stayed away from the man and said nothing at all. Since they arrived at the airport, the man had been emitting such a frightening aura, ready to kill anyone. Even the bodyguards with them stayed away and watched quietly from a distance. "Sir, what should we do?" One of the guards asked Edward, fearing they might die before evening arrived. "Calm down, he won't do anything to you. We're on the plane." Edward comforted them, knowing the man would usually beat those around him when he got frustrated. He got this mannerism from Nike, who would normally beat his brother. The man grew up under the two's guidance. "What are you guys...?" Victor got up and went to the back to check what everyone was doing.None of them said a word and even averted their gaze away from the man. It was Edward who had the guts to say something. "Nothing, we were just discussing what we should do once we get there." Victor didn't bother to say a word; he only went back to his seat and co