Rosalind and Demian sat face to face in the room. They were now at home, or rather Rosalind had been forced home while her father-in-law was still in the operating room. "Explain!""What is there to explain?""Don't play dumb. I know damn well this whole mess is coming from you!" said Demian as he pointed at Rosalind's face with fury. "You're the brains behind the news that's being talked about in the media. Because apart from the two of us, no one knows that we haven't been sleeping in the same bed. Admit it!"Demian's intimidation did not make Rosalind feel cornered. She calmly took a breath as she stared intently into her husband's piercing eyes. It was obvious that he was trying hard to contain his anger. "Dem, back at the hospital didn't I say that I didn't know anything about the news? Why are you harassing me again now? How do I have to prove that I have nothing to do with all this?"Rosalind's answer made Demian even more annoyed. He then kicked the glass table in front of hi
Dylan watched Rosalind closely as he noticed something different about her. The way she walked was strange. Slow, as if something was stuck in her lower body. "This is what happens when you have parents who aren't good at raising children. Wild and shameless."A sentence of mockery instantly made Dylan clench both hands. Demian... this bastard was satirizing him on purpose. What a piece of shit. Huh. "If you feel unhappy with my sarcasm, please defend yourself. Don't get arrested. You'll die soon," Demian taunted as he sat down on the chair. He ignored Rosalind when she brought him breakfast. "Do you think I'm that low to like the wife of an asshole like you?" said Dylan, trying to remain calm. "Why not? What man would shamelessly invite someone's wife to spend quality time together without asking permission if it wasn't you?""Shut your mouth, asshole!"Demian gave Dylan a glance. "This is the dining table. Can't you guys have breakfast in peace?" Rosalind looked alternately at
Katty couldn't stop struggling hoping that the bonds on her hands could be untied soon. I don't know how long she had been here. What was certain was that it had been more than a day and a night. "Asshole! Who exactly has kidnapped me? What's the reason?" Katty cursed when she couldn't break free. She then squealed in pain as the rope around her wrists scraped her skin. "Argggg, the bonds are too strong. My hands will be deformed if I keep forcing them off. But if I don't get free soon, when can I escape from this damn place?"Arguing to herself, Katty wondered who had kidnapped and kept her in that place. She remembered that yesterday she was just about to go home after gossiping with her social friends to spread rumors about Demian refusing to sleep in Rosalind's bed. Just as she was about to get into the car, someone covered her head with a black cloth from behind and injected something that made her unconscious. And here he is now. Tied up in a dark and dirty empty room. (Was th
Sreettt"Akkhh!"Rosalind squealed in shock as someone suddenly pulled her arm from behind. She, who was about to enter the room, was shocked to see who it was. "Dylan, what the hell? Why are you being rude to me?""Tell me where you and that bastard hid my mom. I know you two conspired to kidnap her. Tell me where my mom is!" shouted Dylan as he glared at Rosalind. He deliberately strengthened his grip on her wrist with intimidating intent. "Hiding mom?" Rosalind frowned. "What did I do that for? Don't just accuse me.""Don't be evasive. I'm sure the mastermind behind mom's disappearance is Demian, and you're involved too. Right?""What's the proof that I kidnapped mom?"There was a grinding of teeth inside Dylan's mouth as he heard Rosalind's words. This woman .... "Let go!""Tell me where your mother is hidden first. Then I'll let you go," Dylan said refusing to let Rosalind go."You can't be this shameless, Dylan. I really don't know where mom is. And this," Rosalind pointed to
Like a madman, Dylan went to and fro in search of his mother's whereabouts. He was so worried that he didn't even notice the strange attitude in Rosalind. Dylan even forgot about his father, who had just finished surgery. Her mind was in turmoil. "Where are you, Mom," Dylan muttered as he rubbed his face. Frustrated and tired, he kicked a worn-out garbage can not far from him. "I've repeatedly warned you not to act rashly to provoke Demian's emotions, why didn't you listen. Now it's all messed up. I don't even know if you're alive or dead."Earlier, after talking to Rosalind, Dylan had gone straight to the place where his mother was allegedly being held. However, once here, Dylan found no one. Let alone her mother, there were no human traces. This location was far from the city and was abandoned. It seemed a little unlikely that the bastard had hidden her in this place. "I need to contact Rosalind. Only that woman can help me find mom's whereabouts now," Dylan hurriedly reached into
Outside the room, Niel walked back and forth while keeping his eyes on the closed door of his boss's room. It had been thirty minutes since his boss had forced Ms. Rosalind into the room. Niel was worried that something bad had happened in there given the violent argument that had just taken place. "Let's hope Mr. Demian doesn't really punish you Ms.Rosalind. That could worsen Mr.Morgan's condition later," Niel said to himself. I don't know what Rosalind was thinking to tell Dylan about Katty's location. Thinking about this made Niel's head hurt. Already knowing that his boss hated betrayal, the woman had deliberately fed herself. Niel really couldn't understand why anyone would willingly mortgage their own safety for the sake of someone else. (Should I just knock on the door? But what if that makes Mr.Morgan even angrier?) Just as Niel was in a dilemma, the cell phone in his coat pocket rang. He quickly picked it up to see who was calling. "Why is he calling me? Did Mr.Dylan mana
"What's wrong?" Morgan looked at Dylan who had been sitting quietly on the couch. This kid was acting weird. Suddenly coming and then staying silent without any intention of asking about his condition. "If you have something important to say, just say it. I'll help you if I can.""Who am I in your life, Dad?""My son. You and Demian are my proud sons,""Really?"Without hesitation Morgan nodded his head. His gaze stayed on Dylan, noticing the change in expression on his face. There seemed to be a great deal of pent-up anger there, making him wonder what was going on. "Dad, all this time I've always hoped to become Demian's recognized younger brother. But my hopes have always ended in rejection and humiliation. Despite all the chaos and fights that happened between us, I actually love him very much. However, it seems like today will be the final limit for me to let that hope exist in my heart. I give up," Dylan said in a voice that was not too big. His chest felt tight as he delivered
In a five-star restaurant, two men were sitting opposite each other. One of the two men seemed to be lost in reverie and not listening to the other. His gaze was blank. Sadness as well as deep hurt were clearly painted there. "Wow, amazing. This is the only word you deserve from me. Amazing. Incredible. Hahahaha!""Can that data destroy Demian?" Dylan asked softly. This was probably the craziest thing he had ever done since he decided to take Demian's position. Willingly giving away important company data that had given him so much comfort. Demian's ego forced him to go this far. "Mr.Dylan, are you kidding me? With all this data, not only Demian will be destroyed, but your family as well. Although I can't guarantee that all of you will be homeless, at least this data leak is enough to drain almost ninety-six percent of the wealth owned by the Stewart family. Do you understand how much stock affects a family? It's like life.""Yes, I know that.""So, are you absolutely sure you want