"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
Seeing this, Ysabella didn't inquire further. Suddenly, cries of surprise reached their ears, prompting her to stand and look toward the source. Tyrone's expression shifted, and he walked briskly outside, Ysabella following closely.What could be happening?In the backyard, they witnessed a woman being pulled out of the swimming pool, and to Ysabella's surprise, it was Janice.Jonas rushed over and quickly embraced Janice. "Wake up, honey, wake up."Janice was pale and barely breathing. She showed no signs of waking up. "Perform artificial respiration," Tyrone instructed.Reacting as if he just realized it, Jonas glanced at Tyrone. He hurriedly placed Janice down and began giving her mouth-to-mouth. Unfortunately, it didn't work.Tyrone's gaze darkened. He walked over and checked Janice's pulse. Then, he swiftly produced a silver needle from his pocket, poking it into her.Janice's complexion visibly improved. She took a deep breath, finally regaining consciousness.H
At this moment, Ysabella was headed to the capital.Just after finishing work, Mary took Ysabella to the York family's residence.Louisa was sitting in the mansion's garden, gracefully smoking a cigarette. A subtle smile graced her exquisite face.As Ysabella got out of the car and gazed from a distance, it felt like she was looking at a breathtaking painting.However, Ysabella knew that, as beautiful as Louisa appeared on the outside, there was an underlying danger to the latter. Louisa was seemingly affectionate yet inherently aloof.Ysabella pursed her lips and walked over with determined steps.A trace of wariness flashed in her beautiful eyes. At this moment, she didn't need to fake a smile.Approaching Louisa, she stared coldly and asked, "Ms. Louisa, what brings you to me?"Louisa blew out a smoke ring, half-lifting her eyes, and chuckled. "Tyrone doesn't know that you're here, does he?""No," Ysabella replied in a serious tone."I hope you remember. I don't need you t
Karl nodded. "How are the masters doing?" The young girl smiled and said, "They're all healthy. They're playing chess in the backyard."Tyrone furrowed his brows slightly. There weren't many people Karl would refer to as "masters.""This is Tyrone," Karl introduced with a smile. "And this is Nia.""Hello, Tyrone." Nia smiled sweetly, giving off a warm feeling, as her name suggested. Tyrone smiled back. "Hello, Nia.""Let's go inside," Ambrose said from the wheelchair. Though his voice sounded weak, there was a hint of joy in his tone. "Sure thing, Uncle Ambrose." Nia turned and led Tyrone and the others inside. The building had a rustic charm, exuding a strong rural atmosphere.Since it was in such a mountain village, there seemed to be nothing particularly special about it. Yet, it had quite a few rooms—around a dozen or so.Nia guided Tyrone past the main hall and into the backyard. Hurry up! Move the piece. You're too slow. You're about to lose!" Seven or eight o
"Your wife must be very gentle and virtuous," Nia said."Yeah, she's wonderful." When talking about Ysabella, Tyrone became much gentler. Nia was surprised and thought Ysabella must be a very happy person.Tyrone peeled the potatoes and prepared other dishes. With his help, the meal was prepared quickly. Soon, the table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes.Nia ran outside to call Ambrose and the others. Karl wheeled Ambrose over as Ambrose's brothers followed them.Daniel looked at the dishes on the table and smiled. "Our eldest nephew must have made these dishes. Our Nia doesn't know how to cook such things.""You're very smart, Uncle Daniel." Nia laughed."If my skills aren't that good, I hope you won't mind," Tyrone modestly said.Nia had learned her cooking skills from the village women. They kept their dishes simple and rustic. However, Tyrone was different. He had learned specifically for Ysabella and could easily match the skills of chefs in five-star hote
"Feel free to try. This seasoned old man isn't one to cower from a good thrashing. So what's holding you back?" Ambrose lifted his eyes. His voice was cool and composed."Not everyone is as reckless and disgraceful as you. Have you heard of 'growing stronger with age'? Not everyone disgraces our old Hendrick family like you, wanting to die without dignity," Daniel retorted."Hear that? Hurry up and come over. If you don't beat this old fellow to the ground, you're not my son," Ambrose declared with resentment.Tyrone had some reservations, but these two old men somehow initiated a conflict. Despite his reluctance, he walked over to them. Before he could utter a word, Daniel swiftly attacked. In the blink of an eye, Tyrone found himself on the ground.He was pinned to the ground with his back against the floor, but it wasn't particularly painful. Tyrone considered himself reasonably good, but he hadn't seen Daniel's movements.Everything had happened in an instant.With a di
On their way back, Tyrone volunteered to help Nia carry the basket. Nia's face briefly showed a hint of embarrassment. She smiled, saying, "No need, Tyrone. It's not heavy, and I'm used to carrying it.""I'll help you. Don't be polite," Tyrone insisted.With that, Tyrone took the basket from Nia and carried it on his shoulders. It was a bit heavy, and Tyrone glanced at Nia, who appeared youthful at 18 years old. She had a sense of simplicity and innocence typical of life in the mountains.Yesterday, Karl had mentioned that Nia was the daughter of a deceased uncle he thought was gone.Since Nia had grown up with Ambrose's brothers, she had never attended school. Instead, she had learned everything from the uncles, including her literacy skills. However, since she was a girl, there were many things they couldn't teach her. Fortunately, the older women from the village who worked as housemaids were able to guide Nia. Therefore, Nia had been able to grow up so happily. She owe
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