Before Yvan could get close, Tyrone quickly subdued him and pressed him to the ground. Belinda went crazy at the sight and rushed over, attempting to scratch Tyrone in a frenzy.Before this, Tyrone had tolerated Belinda's outbursts for Ysabella's sake. But he could no longer bear her after knowing what she had done to Ysabella. It had completely extinguished the little warmth that he had for them.He stood up and effortlessly tossed Yvan, who weighed over 200 pounds, out of the way. Seeing her son fall, Belinda lost all interest in attacking Tyrone and hurried to help her precious son up.Standing at the side, Yannick pointed at Tyrone angrily. "How can you do this?"Although Yannick had never directly done anything to Tyrone and Ysabella, that didn't mean he was blameless. With Belinda acting out his intentions, he could conveniently hide behind her. In the end, he was just a coward. He had obviously been encouraging Belinda, enabling her to become increasingly audacious.
"Ysabella, you're back. Was work tiring?" Belinda approached Ysabella with a motherly concern that seemed out of character.Ysabella frowned and kept her distance. "Aside from the living expenses I give you each month, I won't give you any more money."Belinda's awkward smile betrayed her usual habit of asking Ysabella for money. Yvan had harsh words on the tip of his tongue, but they were abruptly swallowed back down at a sharp glance from Tyrone."I realize my mistakes. I was blinded by greed and forgot you are my daughter and exploited you."Her apology seemed genuine. After all, Ysabella was her biological daughter.Ysabella's frown deepened, unsure whether to trust her words. Yet, seeing her mother's distressed expression, she sighed and decided to let bygones be bygones. "Alright, Mom. Let's forget the past.""Will you forgive me?" Belinda's face brightened.Ysabella nodded, and Belinda immediately embraced her.Upstairs, Patrick and Fanny curiously watched the scene be
"So you're suggesting we don't leave for now?" Belinda asked hesitantly."Yes, Mom. Let's not leave. Not only should we stay, but we also need to treat Tyrone well," Yvan said, a glint of decisiveness in his eyes. It might have been the wisest decision he had ever made.Belinda was still wary of Tyrone but decided to stay for the sake of money. They didn't pester Ysabella and Tyrone anymore but adopted a gentler approach, occasionally calling to inquire about their well-being without bringing up the topic of money. This led Ysabella to believe that her mother might have genuinely changed.Tyrone didn't explain anything to Ysabella. As long as Ysabella was happy, it didn't matter whether Belinda's intentions were genuine.He felt a twinge of regret—if only he had known the outcome would be this favorable, he would have taken action sooner. Then, Ysabella wouldn't had had to endure so much distress.Kacy hadn't seen Tyrone for a month and missed him greatly, but she didn't let h
She glared at Tyrone, then kicked him away. "Stop bothering me."But Tyrone didn't leave. He moved even closer, almost pressing his face against Ysabella's.Ysabella felt defeated by Tyrone's shameless persistence. She couldn't kick him away nor make him listen, which seemed to dissipate much of her unhappiness.She said helplessly, "Why are you clinging to me so much?"Tyrone replied earnestly, "It's only natural for a husband to cling to his wife." His tone carried a bit of pride.Her lips curled slightly. Tyrone, seizing the opportunity, said he would perform a magic trick for her, which piqued her curiosity.He showed his empty hands first. "Pay attention, there's nothing in my hands."Then he clenched his hands into fists and declared, "Look, now there are two big fists."Ysabella was speechless. At this moment, if this were a cartoon, there would surely be a line of crows flying over her head. This was definitely the most rubbish magic trick she had ever seen.Suddenly,
Eve's grandfather had asked Tyrone to stay at the Zuckerman Residence. But Tyrone didn't want to cause trouble for the Zuckermans, so he decided to leave. Ysabella knew how Tyrone felt. She was angry at herself for being so petty. "If you're leaving, what do we do about Fanny's illness?" Ysabella asked. Tyrone's acupuncture sessions were vital to Fanny's treatment. If he was away, who would be able to perform acupuncture on Fanny?Tyrone smiled. "I'll find the time to come back for the acupuncture sessions. Don't worry, I won't delay Fanny's treatment."Ysabella nodded and didn't reply. She felt like Tyrone had become more successful since they came to Shoredale. At the same time, he had also grown more distant with her.Tyrone was doing everything she wanted him to. He was no longer a loser and had his own career. But Ysabella couldn't help but feel upset.She didn't talk to Tyrone about how she felt. But she went upstairs and helped Tyrone pack for his trip after dinner. The
It was no wonder that Tyrone didn't feel attracted to Eve after they became adults. The trauma from his childhood prevented him from thinking about Eve romantically. "Where's Mr. Zuckerman Senior? I should check on him first," Tyrone said. Elise quickly wiped away her tears and said, "He's upstairs. He can't wait to meet you. I'll bring you to his room." Elise began to head upstairs after she said that. She opened one of the doors on the left. The room was filled with medical equipment but spacious enough not to seem cramped. There were doctors and nurses in the room. They greeted Elise when she entered the room. "How's Mr. Zuckerman Senior doing?" This was a question Elise asked every day, and the answer was almost always the same. "His condition is currently stable. He needs time to recover," a doctor replied. "Alright, all of you please leave the room for now," Elise said as she waved her hand.The doctors and nurses quickly vacated the room. Tears welled up in Tyrone's
"I want to inherit the Hendrick family's wealth!" Tyrone, who had no interest in the Hendrick family, realized through his experiences that only absolute power and influence could protect the people he loved. Gordon's expression soured slightly, and he sighed deeply. "I had hoped you could completely leave the contentious circle of Stillmond, but in the end, you returned.""Grandpa Gordon, some things are not as simple as wanting to leave. The moment I was born into the Hendrick family, my life wasn't destined to be smooth. I am grateful to have lived an ordinary life for a few years."Now, Tyrone lacked the youthful exuberance he had when speaking to Gordon in the past, instead displaying a mature steadiness."As long as you don't regret it," Gordon replied."Do you regret watching the Zuckerman family weaken under Uncle Neil's leadership?" Tyrone's question was quite blunt.Indeed, since Neil took over the Zuckerman family, it has been on a decline. Gordon could have taken bac
As Tyrone finished tidying up and was about to get into bed, Ysabella bit her lip and said, "Don't take what my mom said too seriously."Tyrone raised an eyebrow, climbed into bed with a look of grievance, hugged her, and looked at her pitifully. Ysabella felt uncomfortable all over with his exaggerated display of sadness, making it difficult for her to say anything else."I don't know if you're not ready to have a baby with me right now, but I can wait until you are," Tyrone said with an apparent choked-up voice.Ysabella's breath hitched. She couldn't stand it when Tyrone acted like this. Berate him? He looked too pitiful. Agree with him? She felt like she was being tricked."It's not that I don't want to have a child with you. I'm just not ready yet." Ysabella finally admitted after a long silence.Tyrone's face brightened with happiness, the woeful expression replaced by uncontainable joy. "So, you're willing to have a baby with me, then I want ten or eight kids!"Ysabella
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