In the spring season, it was still warm and cold in Metro City.On a straight road, an Audi commercial vehicle sped ahead.At the wheel was a woman with bright hazel eyes, radiating a cheerful smile as she occasionally glanced at her boss through the rear-view mirror. Her attire—a black blouse and blazer—accentuated her cleavage, while her tailored black skirt accentuated her toned thighs.But Lucian Stone, who was sitting in the back seat was holding a book, more focused on the pages without a care in the world. He was also dressed in black, and his aura was unique.Suddenly, the car jolted as it made a sharp turn, the abrupt movement disrupting the vehicle’s steady pace. The unexpected jolt pulled Lucian’s attention away from the pages of his book. Curiosity drew him to glance up momentarily.Sensing the disturbance, the woman quickly said with reverence, “Please forgive me, boss. Feel free to continue with your book.”Though she wanted his eyes on her, she couldn't actually say th

Madame Verna rose to her feet, glaring at Lucian, who instinctively took a step back, realizing the gravity of his words. She asked him, her voice dripping with disbelief, “What did you just say to me?”Lucian swallowed hard, casting a quick glance at Riya before responding, “You expect me to do these menial house chores and then want me out of your family? You are gonna have to change the latter to get the former. Nothing comes for free.”Madame Verna’s face contorted with rage. “You son of a bitch!” she screamed, her fury palpable. “Who do you think you are, talking to me like that? For three years, you’ve been freeloading in my house, contributing nothing! You must think you’re clever, don’t you?”Lucian nodded calmly. “Actually, I do have a high IQ. I don’t usually brag about it, but I graduated summa cum laude from one of the most prestigious—”SLAP.The sound echoed in the room as Madame Verna’s hand struck Lucian’s cheek.“Who cares about that when it hasn’t landed you a job t

“Lucian?!” Madame Verna hissed, her voice rising in a harsh whisper. “I told you to stop sleeping with him!”Riya shifted uneasily, her eyes flitting nervously to Lucian to ensure he wasn’t paying attention. He remained engrossed in his phone, oblivious to their conversation.“I did stop, Mom! It was just that one night months ago. I couldn’t help it, okay?”Madame Verna pressed her palm to her forehead, clearly exasperated. “Oh, for God’s sake, Riya. Not again. How many times have you had to terminate a pregnancy because of him? How many times have you aborted his child? I explicitly told you to take every precaution to avoid this situation. So why does it keep happening?”Riya looked down, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know.”Madame Verna sighed heavily, her tone firm as she continued, “We’ll have to change our plans for today. Forget the divorce for now, we need to take care of this. You are going to get rid of that baby. We can’t let anything jeopardize our chances of

“The doctor said your survival was nothing short of miraculous given the nature of the accident,” Dana began, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “You were hit by two vans, Lucian—hit front and back. They said it would be impossible to survive, considering the extent of your injuries. You broke so many bones.”Lucian listened, his gaze fixed on her as memories started to surface. He recalled heading to meet Jakob when the vans seemingly appeared out of nowhere.“How did you not see two vans coming straight at you, Lucian? If you had died, what would have happened to the rest of us now that the Godfather is gone?” Drake’s voice was filled with anger and frustration, his scolding words piercing through the haze of pain and confusion.Lucian turned to Drake, still wrestling with the shocking news of the Godfather’s death. The weight of the situation bore down on him, making his head spin.He attempted to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his back, forcing him to remain still. His

Felicia, enraged, clenched her teeth and glared at Draco, who returned the stare before retreating to his room to cry.The next day, Draco attempted once more to convince his father that Felicia was involved in his mother’s death, but Davis remained unconvinced.“Your mother died in an accident, Draco! It was a tragic accident, nothing more. I understand you want to find someone to blame, but Felicia had nothing to do with it. She’s pregnant and due soon. I need to focus on your mother’s funeral arrangements. I can’t deal with this right now, so let it go!” Davis scolded, his frustration evident.Draco watched as his father walked away, and Felicia, who had overheard the conversation, found him to be an irritating obstacle. She was gonna end him anyway, so why not do it as fast as possible?Two days after Elena’s burial, Davis was still deeply grieving and continued to argue with Draco, dismissing his claims as fanciful. Accepting Draco’s theories would mean acknowledging that he was