Joe was momentarily surprised when he heard the name Teddy.After a while, everything made sense to him. Joe met with his father earlier on. Teddy hadn't said a lot, but he had mentioned that Tyrone was giving him a headache. In other words, Teddy and Tyrone were on bad terms.Joe glared at Tyrone. "Why Teddy? And who is he anyway? I don't know him. I'll be of no use to you."Little did Joe know that Tyrone had already found out that Teddy was his father. Tyrone could even trace his family tree if he wanted too."Come on, Mr. Miller. Or should I call you, Mr. Barclay?" said Tyrone nonchalantly.Joe's eyes widened. Joe's real surname, Barclay, was a relic of the past. No one, including his father, addressed him by his full name anymore."How did you get that information? And what do you want to do to me?""Mr. Barclay, I was never interested in you. But you set your eyes on Ysabella. So I will punish you, like I will punish your father soon," uttered Tyrone coldly.Suddenly, a
"You!" Vania took several steps back. She cowered, as if she had just seen a demon."Why are you here, Lucas?" Tyrone steadied Vania so that she wouldn't trip over her feet.The last time Tyrone had seen him, Lucas and Vania had an argument on the street. Vania had found out that Lucas was cheating on her. They had then broke up.But judging from Vania's reaction, it seemed like Lucas had pestered her many times."It's you!" Lucas registered Tyrone's presence.He grabbed his wrist instinctively. The pain Tyrone had inflicted on him before still lingered like a phantom. Tyrone had humiliated him in public, and Lucas had been meaning to exact revenge.But before that, Lucas had found out that Vania was leaving Cleyton today. He also heard that she wouldn't return for a long time. So he had been on a stakeout in front of Vania's apartment.When they had been dating, Vania had remained chaste. All she had allowed him to do was hold her hands. That was why he had cheated on her. No
The rest laughed at Tyrone's cockiness. Was it embarrassing to beg for their lives? Either way, Tyrone and Vania wouldn't get away with it."You hear them, Mitchell? They just disrespected you."At first, Mitchell didn't want to punch Tyrone. Dealing with a loser like Tyrone would only bring down his status. But he was still Ysabella's husband, and Mitchell wanted to have her.So Mitchell walked toward Tyrone and Vania. Vania saw the scar on his face and hid behind Tyrone."Watch carefully now, Lucas. This is how you take the trash out," said Mitchell. With that, he charged in to throw a punch at Tyrone."Watch out!" exclaimed Vania as she saw Mitchell swing his arm. He moved with such speed that he whipped up a strong gust of wind that almost blew her away.For a moment, she thought she should stand in front of Tyrone to shield him. But she was too late.That powerful punch would definitely leave a crater. Meanwhile, Lucas watched on with a wide grin. Tyrone would be beaten
"Honey, did something happen at work?" asked Tyrone, concerned.He had always paid attention to Sky High Group's business activities, including its cash flow and expansion. He had also planted informants at the company to keep him in the loop.He also knew that Sky High Group was planning to expand and reach a wider audience. They had a strategy, but the lack of funding was their major concern.Ysabella paused whatever she was doing and looked at Tyrone. Should she rant about it with Tyrone? But did he have the capacity to understand?In any other household, it was usually the man who provided bread. But not in hers. She had to feed her own family while people gossiped about how useless her husband was."It's none of your business, Tyrone. Besides, you can't help me anyway. So leave me alone," said Ysabella in frustration. She was annoyed and decided to skip dinner. She went to her room and resumed working.While Ysabella was absorbed in her work, her frustration slowly dis
The next day, Tyrone went to work in a cheery mood. Emerson freaked out when he saw the goofy grin on his face."Ty, are you having a breakdown now, or did you get hit in the head?""Go away, Emerson." Emerson knew better than to press on, so he found another topic to dispel the awkward atmosphere. "By the way, Joe Miller confessed everything. Teddy works in Aurora Tower. Do we blow up that place?""It's Joe Miller Barclay, by the way," Tyrone corrected Emerson. "Be patient. Teddy has already quit his dirty business. So we will fight him fair and square. "Blowing that place up means we're declaring war on him. We won't be able to take over his forces like this."Emerson could only follow Tyrone's orders. "So why are you so happy?"Tyrone chuckled, which was quite unusual. "Last night …"Tyrone recounted the events of last night. He exaggerated some parts, of course. Emerson was stunned but happy for his friend. "Not bad, Ty. You should run Tergot Tech. Are you sure I shou
Tyrone cursed. He gave chase to Mariposa, but a wall of humans stood in his way."Yo! Give us Mariposa's number, will you?" said one of the five thuggish guys with dyed hair."I don't have her number.""You don't?" No one believed Tyrone. "We heard it loud and clear that you had her number. Don't lie.""Play nice and give us the number now. She deserves someone better than you."Tyrone was too lazy to explain to them. They were all entranced by Mariposa. He tried to walk past them, but the five thugs continued to block his way."You're not leaving this place until you give us her number.""What do you want?" said Tyrone sternly. His eyes hardened."Kid, do you know who he is? He's Chad."The leader of the thugs was someone called Chad. He shoved Tyrone.Before anyone could react, Tyrone grabbed Chad's wrist and twisted it. The pain made Chad's body bend awkwardly."Ow! Ow! Ow! Let go! You're breaking my arm.""Hit him!" The rest of the thugs charged in to free their bos
"Just answer it or block it. It's annoying." Ysabella was pissed. Why couldn't Tyrone handle such a simple problem?Tyrone decided to pick up the call. "Hi, is this Mr. Hendrick?"Tyrone's mind went blank. He recognized that voice. It was one he could never forget—Mariposa.If Mariposa called him now, did that mean Connor …Noticing Tyrone's unusual reaction, Ysabella asked, "Who is it? If it's a spam call, just hang up.""It's my friend." Tyrone kept the phone close to his ear so that Ysabella couldn't hear Mariposa's voice. "He needs me. I need to go now.""It's late. Where are you going?""He's in a car accident. I have to be there."Ysabella was confused. How could a security guard like Tyrone be useful at the scene? Besides, she knew all of his friends anyway. Why was he acting suspicious?Despite her doubts, Ysabella let him go. "Come back soon. I want to talk to you too."She had learned a lot from the conversation they had last night. She still had some question
Tyrone let out a sigh of relief. It was all a misunderstanding. The guy Mariposa referred to was Chad.But where was Connor then?"Never mind."Tyrone left the third floor and called Connor. Since Mariposa was in her room, it meant Connor was gone. Almost immediately, Connor picked up."Ty!""Connor, where are you? Are you okay?"The string of questions took Connor by surprise. "What could happen to me? I'm right beside Vassini Hotel now.""Where? I'll meet you now."Five minutes later, the two met at a bistro. Connor ordered a few bottles of beer and chugged them as if he was having a celebration. The sight of it put Tyrone's mind at ease."You have no idea how scary it was, Ty. I was about to leave when Mariposa came back.""She didn't see you?"Connor rolled his eyes. "Of course not. I, Connor, am the greatest thief there is. You won't even notice me if I truly want to fool you."Tyrone knew that Connor wasn't exaggerating. He was capable of doing that. The two then took
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