Ethan walked out of the underground base, his footsteps echoing in the silence.He glanced back once, his face cold and expressionless. Zack Shaw’s threats still lingered in the air, but Ethan knew he had to do something.His mind was already working on which asset can be valuable, it’s not that he was poor but arranging such a huge amount was not a piece of apple for him.However, there was no option as saving his family was required and that stupid Sophia caused this.Back inside the base, Zack Shaw stood over Sophia’s unconscious body, his eyes filled with malice.“Take her to the other room,” Zack ordered his men, pointing to a small, dimly lit chamber down the hall.Two soldiers lifted Sophia and carried her into the room, laying her on a cold, metal chair.Zack followed closely behind, grabbing a bucket of ice water from the corner.He dumped the freezing water onto her face.Sophia jolted awake with a gasp, shivering uncontrollably.Her eyes were wide with panic, and she struggl
"Bring her out," Zack ordered, his voice sharp as he waved his hand.His men nodded and immediately went to drag Sophia from the room, her body limp and weakened from the pain.She tried to resist, her legs barely working, but they yanked her forward without care.The cold cement scraped against her feet as they pulled her through the narrow halls, leaving a small trail of blood behind.Sophia's mind was a whirlwind of fear and exhaustion.Her face throbbed from where Zack had cut her, and each step sent waves of pain shooting up her legs.She couldn’t think clearly. Everything hurt.Outside, the auction hall was alive with activity. Arthurton's elites mingled and laughed, pretending to enjoy the lavish event, but everyone knew why they were really there—to gain Zack Shaw's favor.The fake "Lava Heart" painting, damaged as it was, had just been brought out for bidding.Despite its obvious flaws, the elites were eagerly placing bids, each one higher than the last.“Forty million!” someo
"Help me!" Sophia's voice cracked as she collapsed onto the stage, her frail body shaking with sobs.Her cries echoed through the room, but no one moved.The crowd of elites, once so eager to please Zack Shaw, now watched in horror, their faces pale.The brutal display of power from the Shaw family had left everyone frozen in place.One of Zack's men approached Sophia, a knife gleaming in his hand.He smiled coldly as he crouched down, pressing the blade to her throat."This is what happens to those who cross the Shaw family," he growled, tightening his grip on the handle.Sophia’s tears streamed down her face, her eyes wide with terror as the knife dug into her skin."Please, no!" she whimpered, her voice barely audible.The crowd gasped, some turning their heads, unable to watch.The tension in the air was suffocating, and no one dared move.Zack Shaw stood nearby, arms crossed, watching with a smug expression. This was exactly the message he wanted to send—total fear and submission.
"How could I have let this happen?"Elijah muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the fresh wounds on Sophia’s face.Her once-smooth skin was now marred with cuts and bruises, a painful reminder of Zack Shaw’s brutality.Sophia lay unconscious on the bed in Arthur Palace, her chest rising and falling unevenly.Sweat beaded on her forehead, her skin pale and clammy.She was burning with fever, her lips quivering as she muttered in her sleep, "Please… no more… Zack, please…"Each word felt like a dagger to Elijah's heart.Guilt surged through him as he dipped a cloth into a bowl of cold water, gently pressing it to her forehead."I should’ve been there," he whispered."I should’ve protected you."Sophia flinched in her sleep, her hands twitching as though trying to fend off invisible attackers.Her soft whimpers filled the room, haunting Elijah.Every sound she made was a reminder of his failure.He reached into his jacket and pulled out a small vial of golden liquid—a precious elixir he
Elijah stood in the dimly lit kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee. He savored the moment of calm, the rich aroma filling the air as he stirred the steaming liquid.Suddenly, a soft, fearful voice called out from the other room."Elijah…"He froze, the spoon clattering to the counter.Without hesitation, he rushed toward the sound, his heart pounding.Sophia's voice was fragile, like a broken bird’s song. When Elijah entered the room, he found her sitting up in bed, her face pale with worry.Her hands trembled as she clutched the sheets.“Sophia, what’s wrong?” Elijah asked, his voice low with concern, immediately sitting by her side.He reached out, gently taking her trembling hand."I… I’ve brought too much trouble on you," she whispered, her eyes filled with fear."The Shaw family… they’ll never stop until they destroy us. You need to leave, Elijah. Divorce me, leave the city. Save yourself."Elijah's chest tightened at her words.He looked into her tear-filled eyes, feeling a
The next day Elijah took Sophia on a long drive to lighten her mood. But nothing was working.“Why are you so quiet, Sophia?” Elijah asked softly, glancing at her as they drove through the streets of Arthurton.Sophia sat in the passenger seat, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery.Her eyes were distant, filled with sadness."I’ve lost everything," she whispered."My family... I don’t belong anywhere anymore."Elijah clenched the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. He hated seeing her like this—broken, defeated.“You still have me,” he said firmly.“We’ll fix this. Together.”Sophia turned to him, her eyes glistening with tears.“I don’t know, Elijah... I don’t think my family will ever accept me again.”Elijah’s jaw tightened.He didn’t care much for the Donald family’s approval, but he knew how much they meant to Sophia.And for that reason, he’d make sure they regretted turning their backs on her.“We’re going to see Ethan,” Elijah said, his voice steady.“They don’t deser
"Look at this place!"Reno's eyes widened as he and Hague stepped out of their car, staring up at the massive, luxurious Arthur Palace in disbelief.Hague whistled under his breath, shaking his head."This is where Sophia lives now? I knew things were going well for her, but this..."He trailed off, his face turning sour with jealousy.Reno scoffed, crossing his arms as he glared at the palace."No way she earned this on her own. She must be getting help from someone like Lando Yale. Otherwise, how could she afford this mansion?"His voice dripped with contempt."And to think she’s the one getting special treatment in business while we’re left begging her to come back."Hague nodded, still looking at the palace."Whatever deal she’s struck, it doesn’t matter. We’re here to bring her back to the family, no matter what."They exchanged a look, then marched up to the grand entrance.A butler opened the door, and they stepped inside, their shoes tapping against the marble floor as they we
“Please, Sophia,” Hague said, his voice uncharacteristically soft as he stood at the entrance of Arthur Palace.Reno was beside him, looking anything but proud. “We need you to come back to the family.”Sophia crossed her arms, her expression cold.“And why should I believe either of you? After the way you treated me, you expect me to just walk back in?” she scoffed.Reno glanced away, his jaw clenched in frustration, but he said nothing. He knew that arrogance wouldn’t help them now.The tides had turned, and they were at Sophia’s mercy.Latest Chapter