Isabella’s eyes filled with tears as she clasped her hands together. “Lucas, please, I’m begging you. Think about the good times we shared, the moments of laughter and joy. Surely, that counts for something?”Lucas smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Good times? Moments of laughter? You must be joking, Isabella. Those moments were nothing but a facade, a mask to hide your true nature.”“Lucas, please,” Isabella’s voice cracked. “I’m not asking for myself. Think about Renee. She made mistakes, yes, but she’s still a human being. She doesn’t deserve to rot in prison.”Lucas’s expression hardened. “Renee made her bed, and now she must lie in it. You think a few crocodile tears will change my mind? You must think I’m as naive as I once was.”Isabella’s desperation grew. “Lucas, I’m willing to give up everything. The restaurant, the house, anything you want. Just please, show some mercy.”Lucas laughed coldly. “Mercy? That’s rich coming from you. You and your family showed me none. Why sh
Evelyn's heart was as heavy as a mountain as she watched Xavier keep loving Vera. "Why am I suspecting that Evelyn knows exactly where the child is? Why not ask the police to get her arrested? With that, she will confess," Vera suggested to Xavier. Xavier nodded after sipping from his glass of wine. "The truth is that Evelyn has to provide my son, wherever she has kept him. I don't mind how she will do it. I know that she has my son with her," Xavier answered. "Calling the police on her will definitely mount a lot on me, and I don't want to stress myself much on this," he added. Vera kept on persuading him, but the more she did, the more she received a "no" from him. "This is my child we are talking about here. Why do you act as if it's all about your involvement?" Xavier asked. "It is part of me. Whatever is yours is mine as well," she answered politely. "Darling, Evelyn doesn't deserve much good from you, but evil, and a little kindness if only she is worth it. So stop being disturb
Xavier and the suspect"Xavier was not pleased with Vera being in prison. ‘Besides, she can’t be held for a very long time,’ he said to his child’s nanny over the phone.‘What do you think we should do now? I’m just as confused as you are,’ she replied.‘If I openly speak about holding my own child, the world will definitely blame me, and the information given won’t help either,’ Xavier answered. ‘I love Vera with all my heart. Watching her go through hell in prison is something I can’t take,’ he spoke with a heavy heart. ‘Can you do me a favor? Because as it stands, I’m already in trouble,’ he asked her.Ava took a deep breath and asked, ‘What favor is that?’‘Can you act as if you were the kidnappers? I would pay you a lot,’ Xavier proposed.Ava was taken aback. ‘No, Xavier, I can’t do that,’ she refused firmly. ‘Do you realize the implications of what you’re asking me to do? If we get caught, it could mean serious legal trouble for both of us. It’s not just about the money; it’s ab
Xavier stormed towards Evelyn, his frustration palpable. "I know you're stubborn and refuse to listen to me. Why are you still holding onto the love of my life even after the baby has been found? Was this your plan for her all along?"Evelyn, leaving the baby with the nanny, stepped closer to Xavier. "You speak in riddles. You call her the love of your life, but what about me? And the baby you claim is mine, whom we both brought into this world?"Xavier's eyes hardened. "Release Vera from prison. As for the child, I will come for my son soon."Evelyn laughed, a cold, mocking sound. "If you can't spend the rest of your life with me, then you have no part in my son's life."Xavier's expression turned steely. "Vera remains my wife, and the baby you have is mine. You can't keep him from me."Xavier's words hung in the air, heavy with finality. Evelyn's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and desperation. She took a step closer, her voice low and intense. "You think you can just walk away fro
Mr. Liam took a deep breath, trying to calm the rising tension. "Dickson, Rebecca, I know we've all made mistakes, but we need to come together for the sake of our children. Let's meet with Lucas and try to resolve this."Dickson nodded reluctantly, and Rebecca, though still fuming, agreed. They arranged a meeting with Lucas, hoping to find a solution.When they arrived at Lucas's office, the atmosphere was tense. Lucas looked up from his desk, his expression cold and unyielding. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice devoid of any warmth.Mr. Liam stepped forward, his tone pleading. "Lucas, we are here to ask for your mercy. Our children are suffering. Please, can you help us get them released?"Lucas's eyes narrowed. "I am not the one holding Renee or Thomas. They are paying for their own actions. Don't come to my office with such issues."Rebecca, unable to contain her frustration, interjected, "But Lucas, they are just children. They don't deserve this."Lucas's expression harden
"You made up your mind on this, not to see to the freedom of my daughter," Mr. Dickson said, his voice trembling with anger. He and his wife emerged, ready for war against Lucas. It was a fearful attempt."I am out to have a battle with you. You have to decide on my son's release, which has to be done now," Dickson demanded, sounding so stubborn that he wanted the release in a hurry."Do you know what you are doing, Mr. Dickson? You are waging war against me, a billionaire, over your son's offense. Listen, I will advise you to stay far from this, just as it is far from me," Lucas replied, his tone icy and threatening.Mr. Dickson stepped forward, his eyes blazing with determination. "I have planned this for a long time, Lucas. You think your wealth and power can protect you, but you are wrong. I have allies, and we are ready to expose your crimes. Release my son, or face the consequences."Lucas smirked, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "You are making a grave mista
"I have to teach Mr. Dickson his place." Lucas said to Norah at the dining table."The young man always takes more than he can carry; we need to teach him his place; otherwise he would wake up a day and start riding on us." She answered him. Lucas went ahead by ceasing the Mr. Dickson connection and benefiting from the company."What is the meaning of what you did, Lucas? Do you know that you are sending me to my early grave by doing this? Depriving me a lot. I have worked hard to grow this company even before you surface." Mr. Dickson is yelling at him. Lucas, with his own on his hands, smiled."Mr. Dickson, I have given you much privilege, but you tend to give it to the dog, thinking that I am stupid; I do not know exactly what I am doing. Isn't it?" he asked Mr. Dickson."Listen, Mr. Lucas, if this is all about the issue we had, I am very sorry; please don't do this to me." Mr. Dickson apologizes."You never expected this from me, the same way we, the entire family, never expected
"Father, if loving Norah means I have to stay in prison, then so be it," Thomas declared resolutely to his father, who had come to visit him. "Listen, son," Mr. Dickson began, his voice heavy with regret. "Lucas has taken everything from me. He's even taken what you were supposed to inherit. Because I've been on his case, you now have nothing to inherit, not even a dime from the account."Thomas was stunned. The words echoed in his mind, each one more provocative than the last. His fists clenched involuntarily, and he felt a surge of anger rising within him. How could Lucas do this to them? How could his father let it happen?"How could you let this happen, Dad?" Thomas's voice trembled with a mix of anger and disbelief. "All these years, and now you're telling me there's nothing left? Lucas has taken everything, and you just stood by and watched?"Mr. Dickson looked down, unable to meet his son's fiery gaze. "I tried, Thomas. I really did. But Lucas... he's ruthless. He didn't leave