264 Startled, both Darwin and Zayne turned to find themselves faced with a man well-dressed in a tailored suit, his stature tall and imposing. His crisp white shirt contrasted sharply against the dark fabric of his suit, and his polished shoes gleamed under the fluorescent lights of the hospital co
265 As the tension in the corridor thickened, Zayne's mind raced, trying to piece together the puzzle. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Darwin's identity than met the eye, especially now that Lambert Wintermere, a prominent figure, was involved. Darwin, sensing Zayne's confusio
266 Zayne's mind reeled with the revelation. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. "So that's why you befriended Zoe," he accused, his voice dripping with contempt. "You were just using her to gather information, weren't you?" Darwin sighed, shaking his head. "It wasn't like that, Zayne," he tr
267 Zoe stumbled back, her mind reeling from the revelation. The name Wettin carried a heavy burden of history and betrayal, one that threatened to crush her under its weight. She looked to Darwin, searching his eyes for any sign of deception, but all she found was raw honesty and regret. Lambert
268 "All this time, I told you everything." Her eyes darted to Zayne's, begging him to understand. "I never meant to betray you or my family. I didn't know." "Please, Zoe, let me explain," Darwin pleaded, taking a small step toward her. Zayne stepped between them, glowering at Darwin. "You've don
269 Zayne's fists clenched tighter at his sides, his jaw tensing with frustration. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" he seethed, his voice barely above a growl. But Darwin just shook his head, pity flashing in his eyes. "I think you need to focus on rebuilding your own life, Zayne," he advi
270 The next day, Darius found himself back at Wettin Corp, sitting in his office as Claire, his elegant secretary, briefed him about his schedule. Claire was dressed in a sleek black pantsuit, her blonde hair pulled back into a neat bun, with a touch of sophistication in her attire that mirrored h
271 But before Mrs. Helen could respond, the line was abruptly filled with the sound of chaos. Darius's heart pounded in his chest as he listened in horror to the commotion on the other end. He could hear Mrs. Helen's panicked voice, mingled with screams and cries of distress. "Mrs. Helen? Mrs. He