“Aug, where is Megan?” Charles turned to the man seated at his desk, who still hadn't uttered a word. Charles could have asked Lucas and Edward for the answer, but he needed to hear it directly from Victor. His expression remained tense, a mix of frustration and concern. Victor, seemingly emotionless, gazed back at Charles. In that moment, he couldn't help but reflect on the memories they shared from the past. He wondered how things might have turned out between them if Charles had only shown him some kindness. Would Charles still look at him the same way if he knew the truth about his identity? Despite the internal turmoil, Victor kept his silence, refusing to open up to anyone. He waved Edward and Lucas away, indicating that he wanted to be left alone with his thoughts. He had a lot to contemplate, and he needed to ensure that everything was handled correctly. “Master Chen, we should go for now,” Edward said, assisting Victor out of the room. Charles wanted to protest, hoping to g
As the days dragged on, Antonia found herself feeling more and more isolated in the lake house. She had decided to stay behind after the man's departure, feeling uncertain about how to handle the situation. The whole ordeal left her feeling like a hidden mistress, trapped in the man's house with a sense of unease and confusion. During one of the lonely evenings in the lake house, Antonia sat down with Joe, the maid assigned to help her during her stay. They had become companions of sorts, both trying to navigate the complexities of the situation surrounding Megan's kidnapping. "Joe, have you heard anything from the mansion?" Antonia asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Joe looked sympathetic as she replied, "I'm afraid not, Miss Antonia. The master hasn't been very communicative since he left. We're all quite worried about Miss Megan and him too." Antonia sighed, feeling the weight of the uncertainty. "I just can't wrap my head around all of this. It's as if I'm caught in some s
Under the shroud of night, Victor and his team, consisting of Lucas and Edward, stealthily made their way towards the secluded mansion. The moon cast an eerie glow on the tranquil lake as they approached the imposing structure, nestled amidst the dense forest. Victor turned to Lucas and Edward, his voice low but commanding, "You both don't have to come. This mission is dangerous, and I can't guarantee your safety." Lucas turned to Edward as they exchanged determined glances. "We're in this together, Victor. Megan is like family to us too," Edward said firmly. Lucas nodded in agreement, "We've trained for situations like this. Let's get Megan back." Lucas and Edward were a formidable duo, and their appearances could be deceiving. At first glance, one might mistake Lucas for a calm and unassuming individual, while Edward seemed agile but unremarkable. However, beneath their unassuming exteriors, both men possessed extraordinary skills that made them formidable in any dangerous situ
As Victor and his team returned to the mansion, a sense of unease hung in the air. Their mission to rescue Megan had not gone as planned, and everyone's worried expressions reflected the gravity of the situation. Victor knew he had to face the Chen family and deliver the news, despite the disappointment he felt in himself. "Edward," Victor said solemnly, turning to his trusted companion. "Please inform the Chen family about what happened tonight." As Edward dialed Charles' number, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for the difficult conversation ahead. The phone rang a few times before Charles finally picked up, his voice filled with anticipation and anxiety. "Edward, have you found her? Is Megan safe?" Charles' voice trembled with worry. Edward hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Charles, we returned to the mansion, but Megan wasn't there. We searched everywhere, but we couldn't find her." Charles felt a sinking feeling in his chest, his worst fears com
In the dimly lit room of the secluded mansion, James received reports of Victor's recent actions, and his face broke into a sinister grin. He couldn't believe his luck. Victor had destroyed the mansion he had recently acquired, and it was a clear sign that he was getting closer to James and Megan. "I knew that little trick would work," James chuckled to himself, relishing in the satisfaction of outsmarting his enemy. He had never expected the man to take the bait so easily, and now he felt even more invincible. As he paced around the room, his eyes fell upon the bed where Megan lay unconscious. She looked so peaceful, but to James, she was nothing more than a pawn in his grand scheme. He couldn't understand what the man saw in her. She wasn't particularly pretty, nor did she come from a powerful or respectable family. "What does that man see in you?" James muttered under his breath, looking at Megan with disdain. "You're nothing special." James had done his research on the Chen fam
In the dimly lit warehouse, Victor and James stood facing each other, the air thick with tension. The sound of rain echoed outside, adding to the atmosphere of the intense showdown. Their eyes locked in a battle of wills and determination. Victor's gaze was unwavering, his resolve strengthened by the thought of saving Megan from this ordeal. James, on the other hand, wore a malicious grin, trying to unnerve his adversary. "So, Aug, you finally made it," James sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "I must say, I expected more from you." Victor's jaw tightened, but he refused to let James's words get to him. He knew the man was trying to play mind games, to break his composure. But he wouldn't fall for it. "I'm here to put an end to this," Victor replied, his voice steady and firm. "Release Megan, and I promise I won't hurt you." James laughed mockingly, taking a step closer to the man. "Oh, I'm not worried about you hurting me, Chairman. I'm more concerned about what I'll do
James paced around the mansion, his face a picture of exultation. At long last, he had received what he had relentlessly pursued. With a jubilant stride, he made his way to the receiving room where the enigmatic masked man had taken residence. "My dear friend, the money should have been wired to your account by now," James declared, a triumphant grin lighting up his features. The mysterious man, his identity shrouded behind the mask, met James's gaze with an inscrutable expression. He nodded imperceptibly to one of his subordinates, who promptly made a call, the hushed conversation hinting at a transaction of profound consequence. As anticipation rippled through James, he couldn't help but wonder about the outcome. He had hoped for a victorious resolution, but uncertainty lingered in the air. The masked man's actions and intentions remained a puzzle that James yearned to solve. "Your brother should be here within 24 hours," the masked man's voice, devoid of emotion, finally broke t
Megan's resolve was unshakable. She held James's gaze with unwavering determination, determined to play her part in this twisted game with a strategy of her own. "You're right, James," she said, her voice steady and calm, "we both have something that matters to the other. But remember, you underestimate the power of a person's will to protect their loved ones." James's smile faltered for a brief moment before he regained his composure. "Ah, Megan, you're quite the enigma. But let's not forget that I still hold the upper hand here." Megan's mind raced, searching for any advantage she could gain in this perilous situation. "You may have the upper hand for now, but you can't keep your guard up forever," she replied, a spark of defiance in her eyes. James chuckled softly, seemingly entertained by her audacity. "Oh, I know that very well. But it's all part of the game, isn't it? A game of strategy, manipulation, and survival." Megan's thoughts turned to Victor and his unwavering determ