When Tyrone took out the needles, Fanny flinched. Even though she had seen them countless times, Fanny was still a child. She had an instinctive fear of pointed objects. Tyrone fished out a candy from his pocket. He took it from Neal's bar. It was a candy that was sweet but not sickening.More importantly, it contained sedatives. When someone took the candy, they would feel drowsy. Indeed, after Fanny took the candy, her eyes softened. She licked her lips and focused on the candy on her tongue.Tyrone then seized this window of opportunity and administered acupuncture therapy to Fanny. Patrick stood and observed from the side. He was trying to learn how Tyrone used his needles so that he could treat Fanny when Tyrone was away.Tyrone knew what Patrick was doing and did not stop him. After the therapy, Fanny was already sound asleep. Patrick was deep in his thoughts, seemingly trying to replay the puncture sequence inside his mind."Let's head out," Tyrone said to Patrick and Emerso
That man had a resting bitch face, which made others think that he was perpetually pissed. And to avoid attention, he put on a specific perfume that annoyed others. That way, everyone would leave him alone. Tyrone thought that this method was a bit counter-intuitive. However, he wasn't one to judge others for how they chose to live. Therefore, he closed his eyes and feigned sleep. Unbeknownst to Tyrone, the man was also looking at Tyrone when Tyrone observed him.Contempt appeared briefly in Clifford Guthrie's eyes. Was that the scion of the Hendrick family? Tyrone was as spineless and foolish as the rumors claimed to be. Clifford thought that it was beneath him to compete against someone like Tyrone.As the plane took off, Clifford closed his eyes, shutting the only channel of communication that conveyed his emotions. Ten minutes later, Clifford sensed movements in Tyrone's seat. He ignored Tyrone and continued his nap."Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom," Tyrone spoke with urg
The urge to pee came inexplicably, which made Tyrone suspect the man sitting next to him. Was it because of the exotic scent of that man? Tyrone took out a small capsule that he carried. It had a faint herbal scent.After his previous injuries, Tyrone now carried some medicine with him at all times. They must have reacted with the perfume the man wore, and it put Tyrone in an awkward situation."Are you done, sir? The woman is awake now, but she looks very weak," Landy uttered from outside the door. Landy knew she was being impolite here. But if something happened to the pregnant woman, the entire cabin crew would be held accountable."Hold on." Tyrone used the tap and rinsed the sweat off his face with tap water. Then he came out of the lavatory. The pregnant woman was awake on the floor. The crew members wanted to help her up, but they were afraid that they might hurt her round belly."Please check on her, sir," said Landy anxiously.Tyrone nodded and squatted before the pregnan
Tyrone sat in his seat and looked outside the window. High above the clouds, what was normally grand and large was reduced to dots. Humans looked so insignificant. In the eyes of the higher being, mankind was no different from beasts.And moments ago, Tyrone bore witness to real-life infanticide. It was Janice's choice. As much as Tyrone wanted to help the unborn child, he had no right to tell Janice what to do.Sitting next to Tyrone, Clifford noticed the change in Tyrone's mood, from happiness to sadness to acceptance. What did Tyrone experience that gave him this bout of melancholy?Clifford had facial paralysis. His emotion would never appear on his face. In business, this was advantageous. People couldn't read your face and know what you were thinking. However, outside of business, people would ignore you when you failed to show emotions. They overlooked your presence.The plane landed at Stillmond. Tyrone unbuckled his seatbelt and got up to leave. Clifford turned around and
"How?" Tyrone wasn't surprised. When he launched the company reformation, he knew this day would arrive."We were fined two million dollars," answered Leopard. Tyrone was befuddled. This was hardly a punishment. There was no way Irvin would stop there. Leopard continued, "They asked us to put the new policies on hold. And that they would send someone to assist you."Tyrone was personally appointed by Ambrose to be the CEO. Therefore, other than Ambrose, no one could fire Tyrone. But that didn't mean that Tyrone's power couldn't be rationed. The new "assistant" did just that.In other words, HQ sent in a deputy CEO, whose power was second to Tyrone. Tyrone chuckled. "What's there to be afraid of? I will not pause the new policies because the company will collapse if I do. Who's the new deputy CEO? I would love to see him."Leopard looked at Tyrone, confused. Leopard hadn't been able to make sense of Tyrone's decision after Tyrone returned from Carombiana. It was as if Tyrone had bec
Ambrose reclined on the bed. His body may be frail, but his eyes were as sharp as ever. It seemed like the light in his eyes would never leave him, even if he passed away."Yes?" Tyrone dragged a chair to Ambrose's bedside and sat down. Ambrose's other sons would never have the gall to disrespect Ambrose like this. After all, Ambrose was strict with his kids, as proven by Elijah's and Irvin's broken childhood.If anything, Tyrone was the only kid whom Ambrose doted on. That was why Tyrone's other siblings hated him that much. Tyrone used to treasure Ambrose's affection a lot until Ambrose weaponized this sentiment and used it to hurt Tyrone. Until now, it still hurt.Ambrose looked at Tyrone with a frown. He chastised, "I'm your father. Where are your manners?"Tyrone frowned and protested impatiently, "If there's nothing else, I'll go now." Tyrone then got up to leave."I should have killed you when you were a baby, so you couldn't piss me off as you did now."Tyrone sniggered.
Since when did criminals wake so early? Tyrone ignored the message. He walked out of the room slowly and went downstairs for breakfast. Karl looked like he had something to say to Tyrone but ended up walking up the stairs without a word. Tyrone frowned when he noticed that. He wanted to ask Karl about it, but they were in the Hendrick Residence. Ambrose's eyes and ears were everywhere in this household. Tyrone had no choice but to give up on that. Instinctively, he knew that Karl had something he wanted to tell him. As Tyrone was driving to work, his phone vibrated. It was still a text from Eve, but the tone was more urgent. "Come quick!"Tyrone raised an eyebrow but decided to turn back anyway. He went to the shop where Eve asked him to go. He wanted to see what she was up to. This jewelry store was located in a relatively secluded area. It was one of the early establishments of the Zuckerman Family. Business used to be booming until the redevelopment of the new and o
The tanned man looked at Tyrone coldly. He wanted to see how many more lies Tyrone could tell. "The Zuckermans were working with me on the surface but secretly colluding with my brother. Or else, I wouldn't be stuck in a company that's barely afloat. "I am the weakest of the Hendrick successors. The Zuckermans were just using me. If you don't believe me, look into it. See if they provided me with any aid recently."Tyrone's words were starting to convince the man because he sounded so resolute. "It doesn't matter if you didn't kill our boss. It was one of you Hendricks. We might as well kill you, too." The man raised his hand, ready to signal his men to shoot Tyrone. Tyrone smirked. "You fool!" He threw a handful of powder into the air and jumped out the window. The men hadn't expected resistance from Tyrone.The window wasn't welded shut, so Tyrone was able to escape through it. He jumped on a car to break his fall, denting it and activating its blaring alarm. He read
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