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
272 Darwin strode forward angrily to confront the men threatening Mrs. Helen and the children. "What do you think you're doing?" he demanded. The gang turned to him, sneers forming on their faces, sizing him up as an easy mark. The leader, a bulky man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped f
273 The gang watched, puzzled, as Darwin dialed a number, his fingers moving with deliberate slowness. They looked at him, waiting to see his next move. "Hello, King Maelstrom?" Darwin spoke into the phone, his voice calm but loud enough for the gang to hear. "Yeah, it's Darwin. I've got a situat