Ysabella even thought about calling Louisa and asking her to locate Tyrone. She would owe Louisa another favor, but she didn't mind that. Just as Ysabella was about to take her phone out to make the call, a familiar, playful voice sounded behind her. "Why are you in my room?"Ysabella turned around in astonishment. Tyrone's white shirt and black slacks were all crumpled and wrinkly. His smirk was tired, and he looked like he had had a rough day. Ysabella almost lost control of her emotions and threw herself into Tyrone's arms. She had to pinch herself to stop herself from acting that way.Nia, however, went ahead and threw herself into Tyrone's arms. She croaked, "Why did you go? I thought you abandoned me."Tyrone found the sudden physical contact uncomfortable, but he couldn't deny that it made him feel warm inside. He patted Nia's head and said, "I went out to take a stroll. Sorry. I won't do it again."Nia said okay in a shaky voice before tightening her arms around Tyron
Only a convenience store was open other than the kebab shop. Tyrone sighed. Instant noodles or kebab? He decided to go with kebab. At least it would be fresh. He headed to the kebab shop and pushed the door open. There were waiters and customers inside."What would you like to have?" greeted a waiter enthusiastically.Tyrone sat next to a wall, looked at the menu, and said, "One kebab, please.""Do you have any allergies?""No." The waiter turned and shouted to the kitchen in a language Tyrone didn't understand before leaving. Tyrone took his phone out to read the news.Suddenly, the door flung wide open. An unfriendly-looking, burly, 30-something-year-old man entered the shop. He sat next to Tyrone. It was hard to tell whether he had done it on purpose or not. "One kebab, please," the man yelled. His voice was robust."Okay!" The waiter then relayed the message to the kitchen in another language. Tyrone observed the burly man silently. He could tell that the guy had a simi
Tyrone had a hunch that things were more complicated than he thought. Fortunately for him, he had his phone, so he could easily hail a cab and return to the hotel. …A few days later, Ambrose was discharged. He wanted to return to Stillmond with Ysabella and Tyrone.Ysabella drove Tyrone to the airport early in the morning. When she boarded the plane, she was surprised to see Ambrose, who was reclining on the seat. While she had never met her father-in-law properly, she had seen him many times on the news and in economic magazines. She remembered Ambrose's face."Hi, Mr. Hendrick Senior," greeted Ysabella politely. Ambrose looked at Ysabella coldly. He concluded she was plain and chubby. Ambrose grumbled in response."Sit next to me," proposed Tyrone, trying to make Ysabella feel less awkward. Ysabella nodded and sat next to him. She didn't feel awkward at all. She was sitting next to the window and could admire the view outside.The cabin was spacious and luxurious. This
Irvin's expression darkened. His uncle had been the one who had jumped before Ambrose and him more than a decade ago. It was a memory that Irvin didn't want to recall. In his memories, his uncle had been a handsome and powerful man. Even now, some said that he would have been the head of the family if he hadn't killed himself.Suffice to say, Ambrose and Irvin's uncle hadn't shared an amicable relationship. They had been rivals, and the competition was often deadly within the Hendrick family. When you were out of the picture, only death awaited you.Ambrose had also had tens of siblings. It was the family tradition that traced back to when the Hendrick family hadn't been powerful and had been a nobody. It was the only way to ensure that the family would be led by the best heir.But Irvin didn't want to die. He could not. He had too many things to do. He looked at Tyrone again. Even though Elijah's power was on par with his, Irvin's biggest threat was Tyrone. It was all becau
"I don't care what trick you're pulling. Your arrogance will be the death of you." Tyrone headed upstairs after saying that. Irvin's eyes slowly turned cold as he peered at Tyrone's disappearing silhouette.In fact, being allowed to stay in Ambrose's mansion was an acknowledgment itself. When they turned 18 years old, or even before that, the Hendricks would be kicked out of the mansion and made to live on their own. In all these years, only Tyrone had been allowed to move back in. Therefore, he was someone special to Ambrose too. Everyone left the mansion with mixed feelings. Ambrose had gathered everyone in his mansion today for another reason too—to let anyone know that he was alive and kicking and that they should tone down whatever shady practices they were pulling.After Tyrone went upstairs, he knocked on the door to Ambrose's room and walked in. Nia and Karl were helping Ambrose into bed. "Karl, don't you give Nia a house tour?" suggested Tyrone.Karl was surprised.
"Mr. Hendrick says that he has ways to take Ms. Nia out if you won't comply," uttered Karl plainly."I see. I'll take her with me," said Tyrone.Nia didn't know what was happening. She turned around and asked, "Am I not supposed to go to the office? I don't need to go.""You need to work in an office to earn money," explained Karl patiently."But I don't know anything." Nia had seen office workers on TV. They could use a computer and many other things. While Fiona had taught her how to use a phone, Nia only knew how to make a simple call or send a text message.Memoria Village was very secluded and peaceful. No one needed to learn how to use a phone to live there. Tyrone added, "It's okay. I can ask Ms. Crenshaw to teach you."Nia turned excited. "Fiona?" Tyrone nodded, which made Nia smile. "Then, I'll go." Tyrone continued to eat his breakfast silently. He didn't want to take Nia to the office. But he knew that if he didn't, Ambrose would find another way. Tyrone would
"From now on, Nia will be your secretary. Show her the ropes when you have the time," said Tyrone. Leopard was shocked. Was Tyrone entrusting his cousin to him?But why? Tyrone could keep her by his side. Since Nia was present, Leopard knew that he shouldn't ask questions in front of her. "Sure."Tyrone then turned to Nia. "From now on, you'll learn how to work with Leopard. You can ask him if you have any questions.""Okay." Nia nodded. Even though Leopard only had one arm and looked scary, he was Tyrone's friend, so Nia trusted him."You'll also share the same office with Leopard. You'll learn things quickly like this," said Tyrone. Nia was fine with the arrangement. Leopard had many questions, but he didn't ask."Why don't you sit here first, Nia? Leopard and I will bring an office desk for you," said Tyrone. Nia nodded and sat on the couch. Tyrone and Leopard then went to the vacant office next door."What's your plan, Ty?" Leopard asked right away.Tyrone's turned serious
Ysabella's fingers curled into a fist. Through the gap in the door, she peeked at Clifford. Handsome and princely, Clifford had the face and mannerisms that could dazzle any woman he wanted. Yet, he was gay. Fortunately, Ysabella was sure that Tyrone was very straight.Then, she laughed at herself for even doubting it in the first place. She knocked on the door lightly, dispelling the awkward silence in the office. "Come in," ordered Tyrone.Ysabella smirked and walked in. Clifford turned his head and looked at her. It was hard to tell what he was thinking or feeling now. "This is the document you asked for, Mr. Hendrick," said Ysabella."You can put it here." Tyrone smiled. Then, he turned to Clifford. "Anything else, Mr. Guthrie?""Do you want to have lunch together?" asked Clifford. Tyrone heard it and almost choked on his own saliva. Did Clifford have to drop a bombshell right here, right now? Seriously?"Sorry, I have plans this noon," answered Tyrone."With whom?""I
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