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
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
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
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
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
Tyrone Hendrick stood outside the manager's office of Jenkin Group's real estate company in Cleyton. He was one of the company's sales agents. After straightening his clothes, he entered the office. "How many times have I told you to knock before coming in? Is that so hard to remember?" "Honey, we're husband and wife. Why are there so many rules between us?" Tyrone forced a laugh; he'd known that he'd be told off. Ysabella Vaughn, the operations manager of Jenkin Group, glared at him before shooting up from her seat. "Honey? If I'm your wife, why don't you make me proud? How many housing units have you sold since I brought you into the company? It's been three months! I bet you're too ashamed to say it, so I'll help you out. You've sold zero units! Zero! You don't even have a potential client! Have you become completely useless after staying at home for three years? Honestly, given the current state of the property market, even a fool could do better than you!" Upon hearing his
100 housing units? Although the other employees knew about Piers bullying Tyrone, no one expected him to be so ruthless. Selling 100 housing units in a day was an impossible task. Even the legends in real estate could only sell 80 to 90 housing units in two weeks. A flurry of whispers filled the room, and Ysabella soon rushed over after getting the news. Despite knowing that Piers was the one making things difficult for Tyrone, she forced a smile at him. After all, he was her superior, so he called the shots. "Mr. Barnes, don't you think that's unrealistic? Why don't we do this? I'll—" "Enough!" Piers interrupted her with a cold expression. Without showing any mercy, he continued, "Ms. Vaughn, our department has become the laughing stock of not only Jenkin Group but also the entire real estate industry in Cleyton because you brought in this useless guy. So you're part of the problem too. If your pathetic husband can't sell 100 housing units by 9 am tomorrow, you'll be kicked ou
"What? Is someone trying to hurt you? I'll send over—" "No. It's not that troublesome. Money can easily solve this problem, and I need more than 100 million dollars," Tyrone said."Oh, you gave me a shock." Karl sat back in his chair. After recovering, he said, "100 million dollars is no problem. I can even transfer a billion dollars to you! But—" "I understand. If I use my family's resources, it invalidates the agreement to break away from them. However, I can't return right away. I have to stay in Cleyton for a while." "Really?" Karl, who was usually composed, was overjoyed after hearing Tyrone's promise. He'd been waiting for this for years. "This is great! Don't worry about it. As long as you agree to return to the family, everything else is negotiable. Don't you know your father values you the most among the Hendricks' many successors?"Tyrone fell silent again; he didn't want to continue this conversation. After exchanging a few more words, he got straight to the point. "