Zander stepped into the Xanta family's mansion with unwavering confidence, holding Biella's hand. All eyes turned to them. The guests gazed at them with a mix of admiration and confusion. Without hesitation, Zander and Biella walked toward the Xanta family's designated seats on the wedding stage. Their presence in an area typically reserved for immediate family members sparked a flurry of whispers among the guests. Darren stared at them stiffly, while Hammo tried to remain composed, though his breathing had noticeably deepened. The reporters, who had been closely observing every moment, seized the opportunity. One of them stood up and asked, “Biella, who is this man holding your hand tonight?” Biella turned with a confident smile, as if she had already anticipated the question. She glanced at Zander briefly before answering firmly, “He is my fiancé.” The atmosphere shifted instantly. The murmurs among the guests grew louder, with some even appearing visibly shocked. The re

Zander stared directly at Hammo and Darren, his eyes cold and piercing."See... it was Biella who asked me to stay here for the night."Hammo clenched his fists, clearly displeased by the statement, while Darren simply let out a quiet scoff, glaring at Biella with undisguised hatred.However, Biella remained silent, her face calm, seemingly unaffected by the tension that had begun to engulf the room.Zander continued in a low voice, "I’m here to protect her.""I’ll make sure no one dares to harm her."His gaze swept across the room, though his focus remained fixed on Hammo and Darren.His words sounded like a warning, a veiled threat.Hammo held his breath, while Darren felt his anger boiling over.But before either of them could respond, Madam Nousa spoke to Zander."You don’t need to protect her," she said in a voice that sounded calm, though tinged with slight confusion."This is her home, and we are her family. How could her own family harm her?"Biella raised an eyebrow briefly b

The next morning, Zander woke up early.The Xanta family house was still quiet, and the morning sunlight illuminated the dining table, which was filled with a complete meal.Zander sat leisurely in one of the chairs, crossing his legs while sipping the black coffee that had just been served by one of the servants.He had a calm and dominating presence that made the servants bow their heads in silent respect.Hammo turned to his wife, Madam Nousa, who had been seated at the table before him.Zander presence in the house, they felt, was an affront.However, there was little they could do—especially Hammo.Zander's position as Biella's lover forced Hammo to restrain himself.He knew that Biella would not hesitate to use this situation to ruin his political reputation if he dared to act recklessly against Zander.Not long after, footsteps approached.Darren and Nora appeared in the dining room with exhausted expressions.They had been forced to spend the night in a hotel because Biella ha

Hammo didn’t answer right away. His face turned pale for a moment.What if Biella joined the talk show?She would surely reveal everything she had endured over the past two years, destroying her father’s political career in an instant.That was the thought running through Hammo’s mind.Biella gave a faint smile, but behind it was a sharp sarcasm."Oh, no problem," she said before anyone could open their mouth."I’ll step into the frame for a moment. Isn’t this a great opportunity?"She looked straight at her father."The day of my return after two years of disappearance would be an extraordinary headline. I’m sure this talk show will immediately make the front page."Hammo looked panicked, his face betraying the tension he was desperately trying to hide.Darren glared at Biella with hatred, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.But before the situation could escalate further, Madam Nousa smiled and spoke in a warm tone."Of course, my love Biella.""You’re absolutely right—that wou

Biella gazed at the host with a faint, enigmatic smile. Her sharp eyes scanned the host's face, which appeared awkward, waiting for an answer to the question he had posed earlier. However, instead of answering, Biella calmly yet meaningfully said, "Let time reveal everything." Her response instantly heightened the tension in the room. The host, who had previously exuded confidence, now seemed to struggle to hide his curiosity. Meanwhile, the crew whispered among themselves, trying to speculate on what had transpired during Biella's two-year absence. In the digital realm, comments from viewers flooded the live broadcast, most of them questioning the meaning behind Biella's mysterious statement. Hammo let out a sigh of relief, though he still did not feel entirely at ease. He eyed his daughter warily, fearing she might say something even bolder. Yet what followed was even more surprising. Biella rose gracefully from her seat, adjusted her blazer, and said firmly, "Well, I