At Stillmond Airport, Tyrone rushed out of the airplane the second it touched down."Hey, wait up!" Seeing how Tyrone was so anxious to leave, Harmony followed directly after him. She didn't know why, but this man managed to pique her interest. He'd been so calm when facing the threat of a punch, even closing his eyes to rest. And now, he was suddenly running off.He was an enigma of a man.Matthew and Draco had been planning to get close to Harmony all along. So, when they saw her wanting to leave, they chased after her.The four people formed a line as they went after each other, squeezing a path through the crowd. It was easier for the men and more difficult for Harmony. She had never been in such a wretched state before. But this was all Duncan's fault. No matter how she cried out for him, he didn't answer, acting as if he were deaf. Once they left the airport, she would surely teach him a lesson!The two men behind her exchanged a glance. With that, Draco sped up and mana
On the hospital bed, the couple were arguing. "Honey, how could you tell him?""Darling, I'm just testing him. Look at his reaction. Could he be faking it?""Alright, alright. Hey, kid. She's fine! Since there weren't enough wards and the girl was not too bad in shape, she was moved to a section with less monitoring! You can check at the recuperation section!"Tyrone finally felt that his world wasn't spinning on end anymore. He thanked the couple and, before leaving, paid for all of their medical fees anonymously.When he got to the recuperation section, Tyrone didn't feel as anxious anymore. Since Ysabella was transferred here, it meant that she wasn't doing badly. The patients here tended to be ones who only needed to stay for observation or were about to leave. There were also those who had nothing better to do and ended up spending time at the hospital instead.It was like how people liked to ditch class when in school. The hospital became a gathering ground for the rich
"It's done."It was done? What was done?Iris finally managed to come back to herself. Had this man really just helped her put in the needle?How did he know how to do such a thing? And he was even better at it than a professional nurse, too!The nurse, who had just climbed to her feet, was stunned as well. From the way Tyrone had done it, it looked like he'd been specially trained. He must have been very experienced. Yet, judging by his age, it didn't seem possible.Tyrone looked back at the nurse with such a cool gaze that she couldn't help but tighten her collar to fight off the chill."Don't let me catch you making life difficult for patients again. Otherwise, I'll show you the meaning of pain! Get out!"The nurse didn't dare to stay a second longer. She stumbled out and left.In the hospital bed, Iris was agog as she watched Tyrone. She had been bullied a lot throughout her life and always had to just grin and bear it, thinking it would be over soon. No one had ever prot
A janitor? Could a janitor really make five million dollars? Then why was Wesley wasting his time here waiting for that chick to show up?Wesley felt like his intellect was being insulted and became enraged. Before he could say anything, though, Tyrone continued, "I clean up trash like you exclusively."Trash like him? Wesley scoffed and said, "Do you even know what you're saying?" He clenched his fists. He'd lost his temper with Tyrone."Five million dollars isn't much to me. Just tell me how much Iris Freeman owes you. I'll pay it all off!"Wesley was flabbergasted."What did you say? You'll pay her debt? You must be nuts! Who are you to her?"After giving it some thought, Tyrone said, "She helped me a lot, and I don't lack money. I'm just settling the score!""You should have said early on that you're rich!" Wesley went forward and put his arm around Tyrone's shoulders. Though Tyrone shook him off, he didn't even mind. He'd met many rich people, and they were all like this.
Wesley was terrified by what was going on. Chuck was going to have his head!Wesley gulped and quickly explained, "Chuck, this guy is here to repay Iris Freeman's debt! He said he could pay back ten million dollars … I really didn't think that he would say such a thing to you!"It was more important to save his life, so Wesley didn't dare to covet the nine million dollars he'd wanted!Thus, it was better to sell the other guy out and lose out on his five million dollars in compensation. That way, he hoped that Chuck would at least forgive him."Ten million dollars?"Chuck stared at Wesley for a long while before shifting his gaze to Tyrone.Although ten million dollars wasn't much to him, it was an astronomical sum to these two men before him. He didn't believe that Tyrone would be able to cough up that kind of money. However, he also didn't think that Wesley would lie to him."Can you really pay ten million dollars? To repay that woman's debt?" Chuck asked, raising an eyebrow.
Chuck wasn't exaggerating when he said two billion dollars. One of the reasons was that he was hesitant to let go of Herculean Lion, which he had been a part of for a long time. Another reason was that the shop had yet to run into any significant problems in at least ten years. He felt like it was worth that much money. And if the shop was run correctly, the profits might be even higher. Wesley sighed in relief when he heard that. He was sure that no one would be able to afford that amount. He might not need to be punished anymore. "Two billion isn't much. I can gather that amount with a phone call. But do you think I would buy such a run-down store out of nowhere?"Chuck got mixed signals from Tyrone's words. He began to feel like Tyrone was a tough nut to crack.Wesley stepped in when he heard Tyrone's words. He was still trying to avoid punishment, and he had been waiting for Tyrone to say something like that. "You heard him too, Mr. Turner. He said he could gather two bil
The truth was out. Chuck and Wesley both sat on the floor and were unable to get over what they saw. It was too terrifying, bordering on absurd. "Mr. Lowe, about my shop, you see …" Chuck said with admiration. He couldn't hold a grudge against someone with that much money. He also regretted believing Wesley, which caused him to doubt Tyrone. Tyrone smiled and said, "I know you're in a rush to sell your shop to me. But my time is more valuable than yours. I can't sit around twiddling my thumbs like you."Both Wesley and Chuck were confused. They didn't know what Tyrone was trying to do. "Let me ask you a question first. You have to answer truthfully. Your shop is pretty decent, and it makes good money, yet you still risked operating a loan shark business. You even falsified loans to scam others. The question is, why are you so desperate for cash?"Tyrone didn't understand why an owner of a shop with annual profits over a hundred million would be short on cash. Only Chuck knew
The matter was resolved. Tyrone had uprooted the loan shark service. Innocent victims like Iris Freeman no longer had to live in fear. Chuck would already know how to deal with the malicious debtors without Tyrone's supervision. Iris was lying on the bed and reading a newspaper when Tyrone entered. She was excited to see him. For some reason, she began to care about Tyrone after two hours of interaction yesterday. She felt safe the moment he came in.Iris didn't know what to say to him. Tyrone nodded at her and went to the window. Iris was hit with a wave of disappointment and felt depressed. In the room across them, Ysabella looked like she was recovering nicely. The doctor was also present, and they looked close. It seemed like they were talking about something interesting. Ysabella looked riled up. She wanted to hit someone but couldn't reach because she was on the bed. She could only look on with helpless urgency. "How could there be a squirrel with three tails? I was
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