"Where are you going?" said Tyrone with a mirthless smile. Mr. Jay was terrified. He couldn't produce a word."What is happening?" A middle-aged man with a square face appeared. Wearing an expensive suit and a tie, the man looked cold and unfriendly. Everyone felt relieved when they saw him, as if their savior had just arrived.Indeed, the middle-aged man was none other than Jayden Chadwick, Jay's uncle and the chairman of this company. The family tie is the reason why Jay could get away with everything he did in the company."Over here, Mr. Chadwick." Shuna jumped and waved at Jayden. Originally, Jayden didn't want to come down, but someone called him and said that Jay was in trouble. While Jayden never liked his nephew, Jay knew how to sweet talk.Jay knew what to say to make him happy, so Jayden allowed Jay to do what he wanted in the company. Meanwhile, Iris blanched. Jayden came, which meant that the whole thing wouldn't be over that easily. While Tyrone looked like someone ri
Tyrone smirked. "You're my friend. I merely did the right thing."Iris's heart pounded faster. She thought about it before asking the question that had been bothering her. "Why help me?" While Iris had done Tyrone a favor, that was a small favor, and it was a long time ago. Tyrone had already repaid her.Tyrone looked into Iris' eyes as if he was trying to find someone in there. "Because you remind me of my wife. I did something bad, so she left me. I don't know where she is now. I thought that helping you may allow me to atone for my sins."Iris's heart sunk into an icy pool. The more hopeful she was, the more disheartened she felt now. Her eyes turned glossy. She had guessed as much, but hearing it from Tyrone in person still stung a lot—more than when she was framed for what she didn't do.Tyrone only wanted to be completely honest with Iris. Instead of leading her on, Tyrone preferred to make it clear from the get-go."Thank you for helping me." Tears fell onto the ground, lea
Iris clenched her fist. Work as his secretary? Did that mean that she could work with Tyrone every day? Yesterday, when Iris was fired in the most humiliating way possible, she felt hopeless. She thought that no one would hire her because of her "bad records" anymore.How was she going to repay her debt to Tyrone? How could she face Tyrone again? Then, she ran into Tyrone, and the rest was history. Iris was moved. An unfamiliar feeling coursed from her heart to her body.That was when she knew that the man who came to her defense, who warmed her cold world, was now a permanent figure in her heart. However, Iris also knew that she could never openly express her love for Tyrone. Otherwise, Tyrone would cut her off.Oh, Tyrone. He was heartless yet heartwarming, amicable yet aloof. He would bring warmth to everyone's wintry world, but he never allowed anyone except for Ysabella to touch his heart. If anyone did that, Tyrone would withdraw his warmth. Iris may not be the brightest, but
After a week of working with Ysabella, Iris could now handle the daily tasks. She was also given her own separate office instead of sharing one with Ysabella.Knock, knock. Iris knocked on Ysabella's door and entered the office. "Ms. Crenshaw, this is the information regarding the subsidiary companies Mr. Hendrick requested."Ysabella nodded and took the file. She leafed through it and found no problem. Iris was meticulous—the business operation and current status of all companies were outlined, painting a clear picture for its reader. While Iris wasn't as reliable as Gina, she made up for it through her attention to detail.Ysabella nodded and smiled. "Well done. You may give it to Mr. Hendrick. Also, you don't need to run it through me now. You can just deliver it to Mr. Hendrick directly.""Noted, Ms. Crenshaw." Iris then left Ysabella's office.Iris tapped on Tyrone's office door lightly. When she heard a response from Tyrone, she composed herself, put on a smile, and walked
Tyrone looked down and noticed a sharp knife. He smirked. "What's with you and your habit of stabbing people?"Ysabella heard what Tyrone said and cast her gaze down. She was appalled. When did the knife appear? The knife was very close to Tyrone's stomach. It was only an inch away from gutting Tyrone.Neal sniggered. His left hand tossed the knife to his right hand, and he attacked again. Tyrone leaped from the chair. "Tsk. You're aggressive now."Ysabella gasped. Tyrone was fine, but Ysabella's eyebrows furrowed worriedly. She instinctively put herself before Tyrone to protect him and eyed Neal warily. Tyrone was surprised. For a moment, he thought he saw Ysabella.Neal raised his eyebrows and withdrew his knife. "So you hide behind a woman."Tyrone rested one arm on Ysabella's shoulder and mocked, "Why? Are you jealous?"Ysabella tensed up. Tyrone was inexorably close to her. She could even feel Tyrone's breathing."Hmph." Neal glared at Tyrone.Tyrone let go of Ysabella and
Most of the dresses in Cello were simple and elegant. Ysabella loved their style, but everything here was very expensive. Ysabella cast her eyes down and picked a plain white V-neck gown. However, she remembered that she was supposed to be Fiona Crenshaw, a warm, smiling woman.Therefore, Ysabella should pick a warm color. Ysabella then selected the beige dress next to the white gown. The beige dress had a lot of intricate designs and looked beautiful, too. Ysabella went to the fitting room with the beige dress.When Louisa gave Ysabella a new face, she also gave Ysabella a new body. Oftentimes, Ysabella would poke her body in amazement. It felt very real, and it bled, too.Ysabella had a slightly chubby body, but the beige dress covered the flaw on her body. It made Ysabella look sexy and voluptuous.Ysabella looked at the mirror incredulously. She couldn't believe that her fake character could be this beautiful. "You look gorgeous, miss," said the staffer.Ysabella looked down,
Many people were staring at Tyrone. Their gaze made Ysabella feel uncomfortable. Yet Tyrone was unfazed. He continued to play his games."Triple kill. Quadra kill. Pentakill!" Tyrone was so engrossed in the game. He almost forgot he was here to race, not play games. Ysabella frowned and felt conflicted. She decided to read the race rules Tyrone had given her. Clank! The door to the clubhouse flung wide open. Neal walked in with a sulky face. Standing next to him was the manager, Linus.Poor Linus. He was old, and he was forced to wear a racing suit. Not only did it look incongruous, but his portly physique was also testing the limit of the suit.Linus tried to suck in his tummy to no avail. The funny sight drew all attention to Linus. Neal turned his head and chided, "You really need to lose some weight."Linus was crushed. He also wanted to lose some weight. However, as he entered middle age, his body couldn't help but become rounder and rounder. Plus, he couldn't jog at all. Li
Ysabella wasn't strong enough. She couldn't possibly protect Tyrone."But Mr. Hendrick …" Ysabella recalled the close call just now. She was afraid.Tyrone let go of Ysabella and said in a husky voice, "Trust me."Tyrone once told her to trust him, but Ysabella didn't. And worse, she said something hurtful to Tyrone. Tyrone turned around and looked at Eve, who was getting out of the race car, in amusement.Eve was wearing a V-neck racing suit. She had the face of an angel but the body of a seductress. Many men began to have nosebleeds when she walked out. In fact, Eve was the most coveted woman in all of Stillmond.She was pretty and sexy, but no one managed to steal her heart. Some resorted to underhanded tactics, and they all failed. Eve was used to the attention. She took the car key and approached Tyrone with a cold smile."Here you go." Eve tossed the key to Tyrone.Tyrone caught it and smiled. "Thank you."Eve grumbled in response and noticed the woman behind Tyrone—the w
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