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
Tyrone passed by one curve after another. It was very safe, but for the spectators, it was dull. However, Tyrone soon gave them the show of their lives."Bear with me," barked Tyrone suddenly.Ysabella couldn't understand why Tyrone said that. As they approached the next curve, Tyrone accelerated instead of slowing down. Everyone looked at the screen with their mouths agape. Was Tyrone trying to kill himself? Why wouldn't Tyrone slow down before a sharp turn? The highway had no barrier, so Tyrone's car flew out after a loud bang. Tyrone was done for.Or so everyone thought. In a surprising turn of events, Tyrone's car landed squarely on another curve.What in the world? Everyone knew that it was a shortcut, but without flawless precision and execution, they would fall to their death. However, Tyrone did it! He overtook Neal just like that.Inside the car, when the car flew in mid-air, Ysabella clutched the map in her hands fearfully. She looked at Tyrone, and somehow, she felt m
Tyrone couldn't quite wrap his head around this situation. Fiona's presence was unremarkable, with only two notable traits—her infectious laughter and occasional resemblance to Ysabella.Ysabella wasn't one for smiles. With a contemplative look, Tyrone left, and Ysabella followed him.Neal's car had yet to arrive, but Tyrone wasn't interested in waiting for him. He decided to drive off. After dropping off Ysabella at her home, Tyrone didn't rush back. Instead, he drove to the riverside, letting the chilly breeze clear his mind. Staring at the vast river, his eyes gradually darkened. What was happening to him?Tyrone stayed by the river until 3 am before leaving for his house.Then, he slept until the afternoon.Tyrone woke up and yawned. He reached for his phone on the bedside table. It was already 2 pm. He had slept deeply, unable to recall the dreams he had. Feeling exhausted with a dry throat, Tyrone dragged himself out of bed and headed downstairs. There, he discovered K
"Is that how you talk to your father?" Ambrose gasped for breath.However, Tyrone, being the disobedient son, didn't care at all. He took his time to walk over with his hands in his pockets.He sat down by Ambrose's bedside. "What do you want?" Tyrone asked.Ambrose snorted, "You stayed home an entire day and didn't even think of keeping your old man company.""If you need company, I believe your bunch of children would be eager to come and attend to you," Tyrone replied casually."You … "Ambrose reminded himself not to get angry. He had to cherish the remaining years of his life."I'm fine. I'm eating, drinking, and sleeping well. Given the current situation, I should outlive you without any problems," Tyrone said with a faint smile as he raised an eyebrow."Must you insist on making me angry?""Must you insist on dragging me over here?"The father and son stared at each other, but as the elder, Ambrose, gave in. He lowered his gaze and said, "Come with me on a trip to th
"You don't need to remember who everyone is here. Try to avoid unnecessary chatter. That way, you can smoothly get through this gala," Tyrone whispered to Ysabella.She nodded and followed Tyrone as they navigated among the wealthy. She gained significant insights this time. She understood that the discussions among these wealthy individuals were beyond the reach of ordinary people.If Ysabella wanted to stand proudly by Tyrone's side in the future, she must be aware of such matters. A determined glint flickered in her beautiful eyes.Suddenly, Tyrone came to a halt. His eyes slightly darkened as he looked toward something nearby. Ysabella was also startled. She followed Tyrone's line of sight.A gorgeous and elegant woman walked arm in arm with a young man, sharing a gaze that hinted at marital bliss. The woman seemed vaguely familiar.Frowning, Ysabella suddenly remembered something. Wasn't that Janice Sue, who used to be famous throughout the country? Even though Ys
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