"I'm truly sorry. Please clear Ty's charges. You can put me behind bars after that," pleaded Leopard."That's right."Killian glanced at Leopard and Emerson, surprised by their loyalty. "Ty, as in Tyrone?"Leopard and Emerson nodded shamefully."I'm not handling this case anymore. Ask Ysabella to find someone else.""But you're the best attorney here. Who else can we turn to?" implored Leopard."I am seriously injured right now and cannot attend the trial. Count yourself lucky that I did not tell Ysabella what you had done." Killian then threatened, "I will still seek legal actions, though."Leopard and Emerson looked at each other, stumped. They crossed someone they shouldn't have."What can we do to change your mind? I can give you my life if you want," said Leopard while punching his chest."I don't need your life. Tyrone is just unlucky to befriend two idiots.""What did you say?" Leopard brandished his muscular arm."Calm down, Leopard," consoled Emerson."Ysabella beg
Now that the pork knuckle was in the oven, Ysabella figured she should cut up some potato wedges to go with it. She pre-heated the fryer and clumsily chopped the potato before dumping it into the hot oil."That's not how you make potato wedges."Ysabella glared at Tyrone and said nothing. Once the potato wedges were golden brown, Ysabella fished them out and seasoned them generously with salt. In the end, it was just a pork knuckle and some potato wedges—a rather sorry meal."Maybe we should order takeout," Ysabella uttered in embarrassment. The hearty meal she promised looked so plain."Why? I think the wedges are lovely." Tyrone then grabbed a piece and munched on it. Despite his overflowing love for Ysabella, Tyrone couldn't hide his face of disgust as he tasted the overseasoned raw potato in his mouth."Is it bad?" asked Ysabella when she noticed Tyrone's puckered face."What? It's delicious!" Tyrone grabbed even more potato wedges.Seeing that Tyrone was enjoying himself, Y
Everyone then headed to Swallow's Nest—Cleyton's best restaurant—for lunch."After you, Honey." Inside the cabin, Tyrone pulled Ysabella's seat out for her. Then, he shot Killian with a smug look.Ysabella smiled apologetically at Killian. What Tyrone did was too childish. Killian wasn't bothered and sat down."Behave now," grumbled Ysabella."You're hungry already? Sure! I'll order the food for you right away." Tyrone played dumb.Ysabella extended her hand toward Tyrone's waist. Just when Tyrone thought that Ysabella wanted to give him a big hug, Ysabella pinched Tyrone's waist with all her might. Tyrone tensed up. He thought that only little girls would do that. It also extended to Ysabella, apparently."Will you behave now?" Ysabella warned in a low voice.Tyrone nodded, and Ysabella let go of Tyrone's waist. For some reason, Tyrone felt that the part Ysabella pinched would never heal. But he didn't mind. This was a sign that Ysabella cared about him.Meanwhile, Emerson wat
But Tyrone had to do what he did. Otherwise, everyone in his family would think that he was an easy target to pick on. Tyrone didn't want any more trouble.That said, Tyrone did not inflict permanent damage on Marcel. Marcel only needed to rest for three years, and he would recover completely from his ailment. Whether Marcel would recuperate or continue to fight in the inheritance war was none of Tyrone's business.Soon enough, bloodcurdling details of Marcel's accident were disseminated throughout the Hendrick family. Everyone now realized that Tyrone, who was once cast out, was a wolf in sheep's clothing.And worse, Tyrone walked away scot-free because no one could prove that it was Tyrone who crippled Marcel. But everyone knew it was Tyrone's doing. Elijah and Irvin now had to reevaluate their strategies against Tyrone.On the other hand, the Prescotts knew that their mission was a failure. But the lack of news from Marcel's part kept everyone on the edge. Did the Hendricks aban
That day after Tyrone left, Horatio showed Belinda what would happen to an insubordinate underling. Belinda was terrified by what she saw and learned to behave. Indeed, when dealing with shameless individuals like Belinda and Yvan, extreme measures were quite effective.Tyrone didn't want to inquire further. Horatio put Tyrone and Emerson in another hotel so they wouldn't be unlucky enough to run into Belinda.Meanwhile, Aloysius was getting fidgety. Something terrible was about to happen. He could feel it.Suddenly, Hank knocked on his door and walked in. "Dad, Marcel has become a cripple.""What?" The incredulity of the news made Aloysius stand up from his seat."Tyrone did it, apparently.""Impossible!" Aloysius steadied himself by gripping the edge of the desk tightly.Hank lowered his head, afraid of meeting his father's gaze."What if Tyrone comes to us for revenge? He is part of the Hendricks." This was Hank's top concern."He's just a loser who was kicked out by his fa
Below Aloysius was 28 floors of dooming height. If he fell from here, he would be reduced to a bloody splatter."Mr. Hendrick, I'm sorry. Spare me, please," begged Aloysius."I killed Fabian and Ryder. And I can throw you off this building just as easily.""Mercy, please.""Hmph." Tyrone chuckled. "You could have done this sooner, but you wouldn't."Tyrone pushed Aloysius outward. The only thing that connected Aloysius to the office window was his feet and nothing more. Hank was completely powerless to do anything while his father was being tortured. A cold blade was pressed against his throat. One wrong move, and his life would be forfeited.Aloysius had never been so terrified in his life."Will you sell your company or not?""Yes! Yes! Yes! I'll accept whatever price you offer!"Tyrone then yanked Aloysius back into the office. Aloysius slumped to the ground and breathed heavily. He had just witnessed hell.Horatio tossed the agreement to Aloysius and uttered emotionlessly
Eve's expression darkened. She was visibly mad. "Protective of her, aren't you? I'm his fiancée, by the way.""Fiancée?" Ysabella turned around and asked brusquely.Tyrone immediately clarified, "It was when we were playing house as kids. It doesn't count. You're the only one for me."Tyrone couldn't believe that he would run into Eve here. She went abroad several years ago, and somehow, she came back. She even found him."Bravo, Tyrone," Eve said snarkily. "I was wondering why you never called me when I was abroad. Now I see why. You found a new girl.""Eve, please. You know there's nothing between us. You cannot hold what I said as a kid against me." Tyrone lashed out."I don't care. You promised to marry me. You did!" Eve yelled. It took her a long time to locate Tyrone."Well, don't let me keep you." Ysabella then took the shopping cart and left.Tyrone wanted to chase after Ysabella, but his wrist was held tightly by Eve. After several seconds of struggling, Tyrone's cuff
Ysabella was so fed up with those negative thoughts that she threw away her pen in anger. She then went downstairs to have dinner with Tyrone."Have some chicken wings, Honey." Tyrone tried to cozy up to Ysabella, but she continued to ignore Tyrone.When push came to shove, Tyrone used his trump card. He put his head on the dining table and pouted. "I guess I should just be a stay-at-home husband. That way, I won't run into those women out there and make you jealous.""How dare you?" Ysabella scowled. Tyrone finally decided to advance his career, and he was giving up. Ysabella couldn't have that."But I don't want to upset you." Tyrone put on the most pitiable, sorry face he could muster."Okay, forget it," said Ysabella after a while.Tyrone straightened his back and sat upright. He probed gingerly, "Are you still mad at me?""Do I have the right to?" Ysabella replied coldly.Tyrone gave Ysabella a cheeky grin and patted Ysabella's shoulder. "Look, Eve and I grew up together.
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