A reply came from Maverick, asking, "So what can I do for you?" Seeing the message, Irene felt a surge of hope mixed with anxiety as she pondered on what to type in response. After a moment of contemplation, she quickly composed her message: "I'm in a tough situation, sir. I currently need money for my dad's hospital bills. I would be grateful if you could help me.”Her heart raced as she clicked send, her eyes fixed on the screen as she waited for Maverick's reply. At that moment she ess praying he was going to accept to help her but sadly even after waiting for 5 minutes there was no reply although the message showed a Bluetick indicating that Maverick had read it but chose not to reply. “Oh God does that mean I'm not getting any help?” She whispered and quickly sent another message asking if Maverick was still online. “Don't stress me whoever you are, why would I want to help you or why should I help you? Do I look like a charity organization that offers help to people?” Irene r

At that same time, the car Evelyn was in had arrived at the house. The security guard, recognizing Evelyn, quickly opened the door, allowing her car to enter with a respectful salute.As the car came to a stop, one of Evelyn's bodyguards rushed forward to open the door for her, bowing his head slightly in deference. Evelyn stepped out, her expression stern as she surveyed her surroundings."Why don't you people go out to escort the young master when he's leaving or going somewhere? What's the use of being here then?" she demanded, her frustration evident in her tone.The guards exchanged uneasy glances, one of them swallowing nervously before speaking up. "President, the young master doesn't like us following him. He always rejects our presence," he explained tentatively.Evelyn was about to respond when her phone began to ring inside her bag. She quickly retrieved it and glanced at the screen, noting that the caller ID displayed "Olive Lane."Curiosity piqued, Evelyn pressed the answe

Dorothy's heart shattered as she witnessed Maverick in a compromising position with another woman. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she sobbed, her voice choked with anguish."Maverick!" she cried out, her voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Her whole body trembled with a mixture of anger, heartache, and disbelief.Maverick froze, his eyes widening in shock as he turned towards the door, his face pale with guilt and apprehension. Irene's expression shifted from surprise to discomfort as she realized they had been caught in the act."Dorothy, I... I can explain," Maverick stammered, his voice filled with desperation as he tried to find words to justify his actions.With tears still streaming down her face, Dorothy's anguish turned to rage as she confronted Irene. In a fit of fury, she lunged towards her, her hands shaking with anger."You... you shameless woman!" Dorothy spat out the words, her voice quivering with rage. She unleashed a barrage of insults. Without a

"It's me, your uncle, Marshall," came the voice on the other end of the line.Cordelia's expression shifted instantly upon hearing Marshall's voice. "Why have you called me? What's the problem?" she asked, her tone guarded.Marshall let out a sigh, sensing Cordelia's resistance. "Why are you being so harsh? Wouldn't you speak to me nicely?" he questioned. "I owe you no nice talk, please. Say what you want to say, else I'll hang up," Cordelia responded firmlyInstantly, Marshall's demeanor softened, and he adopted a more emotional tone. "I'm sorry, Cordelia. I'm sorry for everything I've done to you. The family needs you back," he pleaded. "The family needs me back? Which family, lol?" Cordelia chuckled sarcastically."Your family, Cordelia. Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten your own house?" Marshall pressed, his tone pleading."My family were my mom and dad, and they're no more. Please leave me alone. I'm no family of yours," Cordelia responded coldly, her tone firm."I underst

Time passed, and it was 6:30 pm. Evelyn was dressed and ready to leave for the hospital when her phone started ringing. Seeing it was a call from Ezra, she answered without hesitation."Butler, what is it?" Evelyn asked, important news."President, I just wanted to give you feedback on the task you gave me last time," Ezra replied.Evelyn listened intently. "Go on, what happened?”"All the men have been gathered in a base I've rented, including those who were newly sent to prison," Ezra reported."Why are they gathered just now?" Evelyn inquired, a sense of urgency in her voice."Yes, President. I'm on my way to pick you up and take you there," Ezra responded."Good. I must find those bastards who did that to my son. I'm waiting; come pick me up," Evelyn said firmly."Okay, President. I'm on my way," Ezra confirmed before ending the call.Immediately after, Evelyn called Cordelia, knowing she could help identify those responsible. After a few rings, Cordelia answered."Hello, who's th