Viviane's face immediately darkened like the fury of a storm at sea. "How arrogant of you. Well, since you seek your own death, then wait!"Edward asked Dexter at this time, "Does Viviane's father, Viktor McCartney, know about you being beaten up?""He knows." Dexter visibly nodded his head, then he said again, "I already contacted him and told him about his daughter's misbehavior and instead had his affair lover order his men to beat me up."Edward nodded and asked, "Then what did he say?"Dexter looked angry and said, "He said that it was a young man's business, and he wouldn't interfere. That means he doesn't care what his daughter does to me."Edward asked again. "In that case, the 100 thousand dollars you invested in the restaurant, did you ask for it?""Yes!" Dexter's expression became even more annoyed and gritted his teeth. "But he said that the 100,000 dollars was mine, not invested in the restaurant and he apparently never considered me as a potential son-in-law. He thought
"Argh!"At this moment, Marco Ivanov walked over with his face darkened like a stormy fury and kicked the crotch of Edgar Sterling who was even now bleeding from his nostrils due to having his head smashed against the table by Antonio De Luca.Edgar's screams made Viviane's face turn pale. She was confused and didn't know what to do.The kick caused her a lot of pain, and she knelt on the ground with her face very pale from the pain.Ivanov looked at her and said coldly, "You dare to provoke Mr. Edward, have you had enough of life?"Edgar Sterling's body trembled at the threat of the notorious underground emperor.After finishing speaking, Ivanov immediately said to Edward, with a face of fear and reluctance. He bowed slightly towards Edward. "Mr. Edward, I came late. Please forgive me!"Ivanov's respectful attitude towards Edward surprised everyone at the scene. Especially Edgar and Viviane who were clearly the instigators of the feud.Sam Sterling, Edgar's father, as well as Victor
Victor McCartney was shocked to hear Edward's order. His chest shook violently, fear seized him, choking his breath. His eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. Her frail body continued to break out in a cold sweat, as if her consciousness wanted to escape the horrible reality that was to come. Her breathing became labored, her heart beating wildly. In an instant, her pale face paled even further, oozing an aura of deep fear."Please...no...not again...!" screamed Victor hoarsely, but his words only bounced back to himself, unable to penetrate the coldness of Edward's decision. However, no matter how hard he tried, Victor knew that the hope he had was gone, and all the regret he felt was now meaningless.By now Sergei's iron rod was already twirling in the air. As soon as the iron rod touched the side of his knee again, severe pain in an instant returned to his body's endurance."Aaargh!!!"Viktor McCartney had lived most of his life. But why, at the end of h
The atmosphere is getting tense. Moreover, Edward's sharp gaze could not be separated from Viviane's trembling figure, looking forward to what kind of punishment she would suffer.At this moment, she was even close to madness. She knelt down and crawled to the hospital bed, grabbing the hand of Dexter, her fiancé whom she had betrayed and humiliated even to the point of hospitalization. She cried and said, "Dexter, my lover. I'm sorry, darling. I shouldn't have betrayed you. I honestly love you very much, but I was under threat from Edgar. He took a picture of me naked. I have no choice but to follow all his wishes including sleeping."Edgar, who was still tormented by the pain in his legs, hands and groin, did not accept Viviane's words."Lies! This woman has lied! She has the nerve to slander me!" Edgar's face darkened. "This woman came with her dad to pawn the mortgage on my company. She saw that my family had money and asked me out several times until we finally decided to be tog
Timeless Treasures Antiques shop.Natalia Withmore, one of the young ladies of the Withmore family entrusted with managing the antique shop, which was a place full of antiques and precious relics, was sitting in her office."Good evening, Miss. It's getting late. Wouldn't you like to go home?" asked Neil Harper, the deputy manager of the antique shop. Bradley Kensington, the manager, had been fired from the shop some time ago.Natalia sighed as she tapped her pen on her desk. "I'm too lazy to go home.""Very well, Miss. Would you like me to order dinner for you?" Neil asked."I'm not hungry right now. Maybe I'll let you know later."Neil Harper nodded and walked out of Natalia's office. The room was quiet once Neil was out of sight. Natalia resumed her work.The quiet night was suddenly disturbed when her cell phone rang, displaying the name Cecilia, Natalia's friend, on the screen. "Cecilia, what's wrong with you calling me at this time of night?" Natalia muttered before answering th
Arriving at the Marcos mansion, Edward got out of his car with a confident gesture. His well-built body emphasized every step he took, as if he was striding towards a future that had long been outlined for him. His feet touched the neat and orderly paving block floor, giving the impression that each step not only brought him closer to the mansion, but also closer to the destiny that awaited him inside the luxurious building."Edward, you can do it," Edward murmured encouragingly to himself.The majestic building before him stood proudly, bearing the classic architecture that was a silent witness to the long and twisted story of the Marcos family. The tall pillars that supported the building seemed to speak, telling a story of history and glory that had been passed down from generation to generation. And now, that legacy rests on Edward's shoulders. A great responsibility that he could no longer avoid.Upon entering the foyer of the mansion, Edward saw Maria, his younger sister, who
Alexander stared intently at his father, as if the whole world was crumbling before him. "You think I'm not capable, Dad? You think I'm not worthy?" his voice echoed, hoarse and filled with years of pent-up anger.Salvour Marcos smiled. "I don't want to say much more. My decision is final. I have my own judgment, Alex.""I don't accept your decision, Dad! Is it because I'm just an adopted son and you treat me like this, huh?" asked Alex with a darkened face.Salvour Marcos turned to Robert. "I'm done with dinner. I'm going to rest." He felt no need to answer Alex's question."Yes, Grandmaster," Robert said and helped Salvour up and into the wheelchair and pushed him.Alexander was furious. His wife's cold hands in his, felt like chains holding him back from a bigger explosion. Salvour, who had moved away from the dining table, could only let out a long sigh. His calmness was like a rock in the middle of a raging ocean. The old man said to himself, 'It's not about your worth, Alexand
After traveling for an hour, the car Edward was driving entered the yard. He parked his car in the courtyard of his in-laws' house with a small smile on his face.He saw three cars parked there. There was Lily's simple old car, the BMW 760 he bought for Roselyn, and the BMW 530i he had just used, the car he bought for Javier, his father-in-law.Looking at the row of cars, Edward felt a strange sense of pride. "Funny," he thought. "I never thought that the yard would be dotted with great cars like this."Edward then entered the house with light steps, relieved to be spending the night in a quiet home with Roselyn.Natalia, who was watching from her car, smiled faintly. In just a matter of hours she had fallen in love with Edward and felt obsessed.Natalia drove her car, leaving the front of Lily and Javier's house.Edward stepped into his room. He saw Roselyn, his wife, waiting for him on the bed, looking beautiful in a mint green nightgown."I thought you were home. Why didn't you inf