Tyrone let go of Tiana and backed off."I already have a wife." Tyrone's voice went soft whenever he mentioned Ysabella.That made Tiana recall the affectionate way Tyrone had looked at Ysabella one month ago. It almost felt like Ysabella was Tyrone's entire world. The realization somehow filled her with bitterness.Tyrone ignored Tiana and left. He paid no mind to the guard's insults either. He was just trying to scare the guard off just now. Speaking of which, Tyrone figured that he should get some fancy clothes for himself. He always wore something cheap and casual because he found fashion redundant.However, he also knew that dressing appropriately would save him a lot of trouble wherever he went. Therefore, Tyrone went to a nearby mall to get a pair of sunglasses that could cover his black eyes. Then, he went to the most expensive-looking male boutique in the mall.When the salesperson saw Tyrone walk in, she didn't say anything, but she didn't attend to him right away either
"All of them?" Linny asked incredulously."Yes."Linny felt conflicted. While she could earn thousands in commission fees from this transaction, was Tyrone truly a male escort like what Yuna claimed?Meanwhile, Yuna was green with jealousy. She had to cozy up to the perverted and ugly Alex to earn her commission fees, all the while tolerating his groping hands. Yet Linny only had to help a cute customer and got rewarded for it."So you're a high-end gigolo," said Alex snidely. Even he couldn't afford all those expensive items in one go.Tyrone went back to the dressing room and changed back to his original attire. He then sauntered toward Alex. Alex gulped, feeling some unseen pressure from a mere gigolo."W—What are you trying to do here? There are security cameras here, mind you. You'll regret attacking me," threatened Alex.Tyrone shrugged. Hitting someone like Alex would only dirty his hands. He took out his wallet and proceeded to pay. Alex saw Tyrone turn away and thought
The next day, Tyrone's eyes were less swollen than before. However, he still wore sunglasses when he visited another cleaning services provider. Tyrone already did all the necessary research. The one he was heading to wasn't as big as Pristine, but it had glowing reviews.This time around, Tyrone wore a simple white top and a pair of blue jeans. But everyone could tell how expensive they were. And so when he entered the building, he was given a warm reception."How may I help, sir?" One staff member asked earnestly.Tyrone answered, "I want a housemaid. Just someone honest with integrity.""No problem. Our housemaids will not disappoint you." The staff member smiled brightly. He then proceeded to introduce one housemaid after another in his flowery language. For a moment, Tyrone thought that he went to a brothel and the staff member was a pimp.Tyrone looked around and found a middle-aged woman that he liked. Tyrone didn't bother to negotiate with the company. He signed the contra
"How do I get to the manager's office?" asked Tyrone politely. Deep down, he wondered why the receptionist looked at him with fearful eyes. Was he that scary?"It's on the 27th floor, on your left.""Thanks." Tyrone then left.The receptionist let out a sigh of relief when Tyrone went away. She didn't know why Tyrone was there. But at least she was safe.Instead of going to his office, Tyrone went to the 28th floor to check on Ysabella. Ysabella was meeting with an important client. Carrying a tray of coffee, Gina beckoned to Tyrone to keep quiet.Tyrone looked at Gina, confused. He trod lightly toward her."Ms. Vaughn is meeting with the guys from Providence Group," whispered Gina.Tyrone raised his eyebrows. Providence Group? That was a company under Irvin. Was this a coincidence or a nefarious plan?"Keep me posted." Tyrone then returned to his office.His secretary, Kacy Sonn, was expecting a new boss today. She thought her boss would be a middle-aged man with a beer belly
"Kacy, is your new boss a bald, fat man who ogles at you when he sees you?" Lyanna teased."Not at all. He's a cute guy. Younger than me." Kacy blushed."Younger than you?" Lyanna raised her tone. She grinned. "Oh, my. A cute, young guy, huh?""Look. He's my boss, okay?" Kacy nudged Lyanna playfully, abashed."Are you blushing? Office romance, how exciting!""Stop it, Lyanna. Or I'll be mad.""Alright, alright." But Lyanna maintained her mischievous grin. No one knew better than Lyanna that Kacy had a thing for younger guys. She always flirted with cute young guys in the bar."He's wearing a ring. I think he's married.""Ah," said Lyanna disappointingly. Kacy and Lyanna weren't interested in being home-wreckers.After lunch, Kacy saw Tyrone descend from the 28th floor. She wondered, did Tyrone go and meet with Ysabella? However, she didn't pry further.In the afternoon, Kacy was impressed by Tyrone's competency. Several tough cases were easily solved in Tyrone's expert hands.
In the end, Mr. Zebediah passed out on the table. He couldn't open his eyes anymore. Tyrone was unaffected. If the wine bottles weren't carried in by the waiters, and that Mr. Zebediah and Tyrone swapped their glasses from time to time, Kacy and the other secretary would have believed that Tyrone cheated his way out by drinking fake wine."Would you like more, Mr. Zebediah?" asked Tyrone politely.Mr. Zebediah waved his hand weakly and surrendered."Please send him back. Do remind him of the promise he made today." Tyrone addressed Mr. Zebediah's secretary.The secretary nodded. "Okay.""Do you need my help to take Mr. Zebediah to his car?""Yes, please."The secretary was just a woman. She didn't have the strength to carry a drunk grown man to his car on her lonesome. To Kacy and the secretary's amazement, Tyrone picked up the rotund Mr. Zebediah effortlessly."Is it this car?" Tyrone pointed at the BMW outside.The secretary nodded. The driver of the BMW left the car to grab
Tyrone approached one of the victims and read his pulse. The result tied his eyebrows into worrying knots. The victim's limbs were severely damaged. The rest should be similar."Are you a doctor?" asked the patient feebly."He's Mr. Hendrick, the new manager," explained Kacy.They knew Kacy, so they trusted her. However, they were too badly injured to greet Tyrone properly."What did the doctor say?" inquired Tyrone.The patient, Seth, gave a bitter smile. "The doctor said our mobility would never be the same again."The other patients groaned out of anguish. No one wanted to be a cripple forever.Tyrone wasn't surprised. His diagnosis already gave him the same result. He spoke plainly, "I know someone who can heal you."Kacy looked at Tyrone, surprised. She wasn't sure if Tyrone was lying or not."For real?" Seth blurted out hopefully.Tyrone nodded. "Don't worry. I'll pay for your medical bills and compensate you rightfully. It is occupational injuries, after all.""T—Than
If Prescott Group were still there, the Gutz wouldn't dare to ruffle its feathers this blatantly. But it was now Sky Height. And when the Prescotts left, they merely said they wanted to start a business abroad. Everyone believed it because news of their departure had been circulating around for some time.They didn't know that Tyrone coerced the Prescotts into giving up Prescott Group. Everyone thought that Sky Height was owned by someone rich. And for Rambo, someone who was rich but had no power was hardly a threat.Rambo had also done his research. The owner of Sky Height was someone who ran a company in Cleyton. The owner was an outsider, so Gutz felt bold enough to attack Sky Height.The van stopped before a factory. On the outside, the factory looked dilapidated. But inside, it was well furnished. The factory was Gutz's base. More than half of its members lived inside.Kacy was dragged into the factory. Her hair and clothes were disheveled, exposing her fair skin underneath. M
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