The situation was a little awkward. For a moment, Tyrone actually didn't know what to say. His initial intention was to use this unused recording pen and Karl's influence to blackmail Marcel into telling him the truth. But now it seemed that the plan wasn't going to work out.As he thought about how to deal with Karl's incoming questioning and Marcel's counterattack, a sigh came through the video call."It seems I'm really getting old, and my eyesight isn't so good. I'll have to go over personally to see if this recording pen is legitimate or not!"These words pulled Tyrone back from the edge of hopelessness. He didn't doubt Karl's skill in telling the legitimacy of the recording pen. But if Karl was willing to come, that meant that he took the matter seriously.As long as Karl came over, Tyrone wasn't worried about Marcel causing trouble."Alright! When you get here, I'll treat you to the best wine Cleyton has!"Even Tyrone felt bad as he said this. After all, Karl had been
"How dare you insult me?" Wasp's expression was deeply displeased. No one had ever been so rude to him before. But although the words were vicious, they also came as a surprise to him.It was shocking that Tyrone could say something so demotivating yet still have his men follow him unwaveringly. If Wasp didn't deal with Tyrone, then Marcel's position would be at risk."Scorpion, attack them. Kill them all.""Wasp, we only need to get the recording pen. There's no need to hurt anyone.""The recording pen? What's the point of getting something so useless? Isn't it less troublesome to kill them all? Scorpion, are you having doubts about who to stay loyal to? Are you going to disobey Mr. Marcel?"Scorpion was deep in thought. Finally, he clenched his fists. Since he had chosen Marcel's side, he would have to follow Marcel's orders. Besides, Tyrone didn't have many men with him, so he didn't have a chance of winning at all. He also had no influence among the other contenders in the
Despite being happy, Tyrone didn't dare to drop his guard. He looked over at Scorpion, who wasn't willing to continue the fight. Then, he looked at Wasp, who had lost all ability to fight, and walked over.Wasp covered his chest, and he struggled into a standing position. He was gushing blood out of his mouth. He had been badly hurt. When he had been thrown into the air, he even thought that he would die for sure."Tyrone, you're not a match for me! If someone hadn't interfered, you would have died at my hands a hundred times over!"Without another word, Tyrone went up and slapped Wasp. After struggling so hard to stand, Wasp was thrown to the ground again."Do you really think that I would have gambled the lives of my men if I weren't sure that I would win? I might not have as much combat experience as you, but I'm still a son of the Hendrick family. I have a hundred ways to defeat you!"If Karl hadn't helped this time, he could have asked Tara for help. Oliver's capabilities wer
There was a sudden gust of wind blowing through the courtyard. Wasp struggled upright and limped several steps forward. He wore a taunting smile on his face.How dare this bunch of small-town gangsters try to go against him?"Hold it! Did I say you could leave?" Tyrone said.The others also slowly shook themselves out of their despair. Leopard went right before Wasp and kicked him to the ground."Fuck! I've made things very clear, so why the fuck do you still dare to stand in my way?" Wasp was in so much pain that he was on the verge of collapse. Just as he struggled to stand, Leopard and Grinch both kicked him several times. Only then did he stay quietly in place."You only got kicked a few times but already lost the guts to open your mouth. And you still dare to talk about being in an international assassin group? If we let you go just like that, won't you go back and tell on us?" Tyrone said."Then we might as well go all the way. Since you're not afraid of death, I'll send yo
Late at night, a black MPV rolled to a stop at the entrance of the Pasinal Hotel. Marcel got out of the car and saw Karl, who was welcoming him with a smile. "Mr. Marcel.""Karl, what are you doing here?" Marcel beat around the bush, acting innocent."For the same reason you're here. Plus, I also wanted to visit Mr. Tyrone." Karl went along with Marcel, playing dumb.Still, Marcel couldn't help but stand straighter.Facing Karl, heirs like him—other than his eldest brother and sister and a particularly scheming brother—could keep no secrets. He probably even knew which connection Marcel used to hire Wasp."Mr. Marcel, come in and sit down."Inside the hotel, Marcel couldn't help but sound admiring. "I'm not surprised this is what one of our family's hotels looks like. Any design by Germaine Tovar is truly stunning!""Mr. Marcel, why didn't you stay here? Why spend money staying somewhere else?""Of course, it's because …" Marcel managed to stop talking right in time. "Because
"Karl, you are an elder, so I'll go along with what you say."Finally, Tyrone loosened his fists and decided to leave Marcel alive for now.He would have many opportunities for revenge once Karl left. Only, he was afraid that he would have to go against Karl's wishes.Currently, Tyrone lacked influence. If he couldn't get Karl's help, he would find it very difficult to get a strong foothold.He would have to tolerate how things were to ensure that nothing like this happened to Ysabella ever again.Karl nodded. This could be considered a test for Tyrone. It was good that he could still maintain his cool despite his wife being hurt so badly.If something happened to Marcel or if he reported the incident to the family, then the other heirs would also be alerted. If that happened, the heirs would all target him. As the youngest and the one who was newly establishing himself, Tyrone would certainly become a sacrificial lamb."Mr. Marcel, since Mr. Tyrone has forgiven you, you should
Meanwhile, in Cleyton, Tyrone was on top of Aurora Tower, looking northward.There were still three more hours before he flew to Stillmond. It had been three days since Karl left. During this time, Karl had crafted him a fake identity. Tyrone would need this to hide from Elijah. Besides that, there was a variety of things that he would have to try and avoid. Yet, Tyrone didn't see the need for it.Was it even possible to avoid notice when he was going straight into the lion's den? That was simply underestimating Elijah."Tyrone, do you really want to go to Stillmond to see Ysabella? "I heard that is a place that's full of danger. You will have to be very careful!""Tyrone, why don't you take us with you? We can have your back!"Grinch and the others were all standing behind Tyrone."That won't work. You guys must stay in Cleyton. You need to take care of things here."Although Tyrone said this, everyone knew that they wouldn't be of much help even if they moved Sky High
Tyrone slowly opened his eyes. It seemed that peace was impossible.Since many people were looking over and he had to keep a low profile, Tyrone was forced to settle things with a calm discussion rather than with two punches."Sirs, it's forbidden to swap seats on an airplane. This will disrupt the balance of the plane. Would you like everyone to die with you?"After he said this, a huge commotion exploded.Everyone who had been paying attention to what was going on immediately worried for the safety of the plane and themselves after hearing Tyrone's words.Matthew and Draco were both shocked as well. However, they came back to their senses when they saw how unbothered Tyrone seemed.This punk was messing with them!"You fucking punk! How dare you lead us by the nose? I'm telling you now, you have to get out of this seat no matter what!"The two were adamant about chasing Tyrone off.Besides, there was a beautiful woman right here. If they didn't present themselves in a good l
The directors shuddered in fear. Tyrone looked like a devil straight from the pits of hell. Tyrone had realized something was wrong with these people long ago. There had been too many coincidences. Only someone from the inside could have known where Ysabella had been headed. Besides, Ysabella's investigation would have undoubtedly had a negative impact on their interests. The directors quickly confessed to being the ones who hired the kidnappers. Yet when they tried to call the kidnappers, no one picked up."Mr. Hendrick, we really don't know what's going on. The kidnappers aren't listening to us anymore." The man who had spoken up was shivering like a leaf. Tyrone's eyes darkened. Based on the footage of Ysabella's kidnapping, he could tell the kidnappers were highly trained. These directors weren't capable of hiring people like them. Tyrone ignored them and walked out. These people would pay for their actions. …Tyrone drove to York Residence. Louisa was still sitting
This way, Ysabella stood a higher chance of being discovered. Yet the kidnappers found Ysabella's phone. They grabbed it and tossed it away immediately. "Get inside!" The kidnappers pushed Ysabella into a black sedan.Then, Ysabella's face was shoved into a black bag. She couldn't see anything, and her hands were bound. She took several deep breaths while telling herself to calm down. She shouldn't do anything reckless now, or she might get herself killed."She's hot!" exclaimed one of the kidnappers in a perverted way."Keep it in your pants. She's not someone you can lay your fingers on," warned another kidnapper."I'm just saying. Geez." Nonetheless, Ysabella could feel a pair of creepy eyes scanning her body. She could only endure it silently. The kidnappers drove steadily on the road. After a long while, they arrived at their destination.Ysabella was forcefully dragged out of the sedan. Her nose picked up the scent of nature and poop. She deduced that she must have
But when she heard that Horatio and the others were fine, Maisey breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but glance at Ysabella, whose features were truly exquisite and naturally beautiful. Up close, Ysabella's skin was flawless.Even though Maisey had already met Eve, she couldn't deny that Ysabella was indeed very beautiful. In fact, she was so beautiful that even as a woman, Maisey couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy."I'm sorry about earlier," Maisey said, gently touching her belly, which still had a noticeable bump. It gave her a slight sense of reassurance.Ysabella smiled. "It's okay. While your baby is holding on, it's crucial not to get too worked up and to avoid any strenuous activities."The most important thing is to maintain a healthy and pleasant state of mind. Otherwise, there might be risks for your baby."Maisey nodded hurriedly. "I'll make sure to do that.""That's good. I've already saved my number on your phone. Feel free to reach out to me if y
Later on, Irvin got dressed and patted Maisey, who lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed."Stop playing dead. Wake up," he said.However, Maisey didn't wake up, and a faint scent of blood lingered in the air.A sense of unease crept into Irvin's heart. He hurriedly lifted Maisey, but she had lost consciousness.In that moment, Irvin genuinely felt fear gripping his heart, as if something very important was slipping away from him. He carried Maisey and rushed out of the room.Jeremy ran up quickly and asked, "Mr. Irvin, what's—""Get lost!" Irvin shouted as he carried Maisey to the car. Without waiting for Jeremy, he raced to the hospital.Finally, he took Maisey to the emergency room. Irvin's hands trembled incessantly. Time passed by, but there was no sign of activity in the operating room.At that moment, a figure rushed out of the elevator. Without warning, Irvin took a punch to the face.Tyrone stood before him, radiating hostility. Irvin wiped the blood from his m
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly came to a stop in front of the alley.Irvin gazed at the large willow tree at the entrance of the alley, his eyes gradually darkening.He had snuck in here with Ambrose when he was a child. He had been young at the time and had still been eager for what he thought was paternal love.He had attempted to understand why Ambrose liked Tyrone so much.However, after coming here, he hadn't found any answers. He had only observed Tyrone, Ambrose, and that woman from a distance. They had looked like a harmonious family of three.Irony, resentment, and discomfort surged in Irvin's veins.Since then, Irvin's yearning for Ambrose's paternal love had gradually subsided.This was the only way he could ensure minimal emotional harm to himself within this family. It also shaped Irvin's current indifferent personality.But everything changed when he met Maisey.She was money-minded, always seeking small advantages, and exuded a cunning charm from every fiber
Of course, the Vaughns dared not openly discuss these matters in the living room, considering there were so many household staff present.With many people around, there was a risk that the household staff might relay their words to Tyrone, and it would end up causing more harm than good.So they gathered in Marcella's room to discuss the matter.Except for Yelena, everyone was filled with resentment.Belinda furrowed her brow, conflicted. After all, Tyrone was her son-in-law. In a way, he represented her as well. She wasn't pleased with how Yakov spoke about Tyrone, but the latter had also ignored her earlier, which was a blow to her pride.Thinking about this, Belinda's expression turned sour.As everyone criticized Tyrone, she didn't say much."But in this way, how do we get the kid into the Hendricks Consortium?" Yanis asked with a furrowed brow.It was the Hendricks Consortium, after all. It was a symbol of wealth and power. If they could enter the Hendricks Consortium, t
At that moment, it was like a tiger encountering a mouse. Yakov couldn't help but feel afraid at the overwhelming dominance Tyrone exuded. Yakov's face changed repeatedly.Soon, Tyrone withdrew his gaze, and the oppressive air about him instantly disappeared.While Yakov breathed a sigh of relief, his expression turned quite unpleasant again. He couldn't believe that just Tyrone's gaze had frightened him so much.Tyrone didn't bother with Yakov. In his eyes, Yakov was like a mouse in a filthy drain. He wasn't worth his attention.The more Tyrone ignored Yakov, the more Yakov felt that Tyrone was looking down on him, fueling the anger inside him.For someone so self-centered, they couldn't see the good in others and couldn't hear advice. They lived in their own world, believing themselves to be the king of that world.Now that Tyrone had put his spoon down, Marcella followed suit too. The younger generation didn't dare to continue eating.Even though none of them had eaten their
"What's wrong, Mom? Let's eat," Tyrone chuckled.Deep down, Belinda was still somewhat afraid of Tyrone. After all, the ruthless methods Tyrone had displayed in her presence had left her with lingering fear.The seemingly amiable son-in-law in front of her didn't entirely match that cold persona."Sure, let's all sit down," Belinda hurriedly responded.Tyrone held Ysabella's hand and walked to the dining table. Observing the spread, aside from the tomato omelet that Ysabella enjoyed, the rest of the dishes were Yvan's favorites."Oh dear, Ysabella, I knew your favorite is tomato omelet, so I specially made a portion for you," Belinda said with a smile.Ysabella's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Belinda with surprise.Although it was only one dish she liked, Belinda had only ever paid attention to Yvan from the beginning. This was the first time Belinda had noticed what she enjoyed eating.Although there were ulterior motives behind this gathering, it didn't stop the emotion
At that moment, Ysabella's phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call. Although the caller ID didn't reveal the who the caller was, Ysabella knew the home number by heart.Seeing Ysabella's distressed expression, Tyrone looked at her phone and instantly understood the situation. "Let me take this," he offered, picking up Ysabella's phone.Since Louisa had forcefully taken Ysabella away, most of the latter's contact information had been either deactivated or altered. Hence, if Belinda to get her hands on Ysabella's current number, someone must have assisted her. It wasn't difficult to guess who that person might be.A cold smirk appeared on Tyrone's lips as he answered the call, "Hello, Mom."On the other end of the line, Belinda was momentarily taken aback. Hadn't she called Ysabella? Why was Tyrone answering?But none of this affected her good mood. "Oh, Tyrone, how come it's you who answered the phone? Where's Ysabella?""Ysabella went to the restroom, and I picked up when th