LOGINAuthor's Note:The previous chapters have been corrected, they'll be available to read by tomorrow morning. Dear lovely readers you'll need to go through the previous chapters to understand this current chapter, happy reading and drop what you think about this chapter below, do you really think Damien is going to end up with Anastasia?"Dressed up for what, Dad?" Anastasia asked. She stood up and rubbed her eyes, still feeling sleepy.Dimitri looked at his daughter lovingly and patted her shoulder. "We are going to get your dream man for you. Remember, I promised I would do anything to make you happy, baby."Anastasia smiled at her father. It made her feel warm inside to know that he took a promise he made when she was a little girl so seriously. Dimitri cherished his daughter deeply because his wife had died giving birth to her. Since then, he had always tried to fill that missing motherly role by giving Anastasia everything she ever wanted.Still, she honestly had no idea what he was
They soon arrived at the Blackwood family’s ancestral home. From the name alone, someone might expect an old, run-down house. Instead, it was a massive, high-class mansion surrounded by its own private estate. Every detail shouted extreme wealth and luxury. As Elijah got closer, a feeling of dread washed over him. If he could, he would have turned the car around and driven away immediately, but he couldn't abandon his boss. No one could blame him for being scared. The ancestral home was a dangerous, cutthroat place. The front yard was filled with poisonous plants and hidden traps. In fact, there was a rule that a guard had to walk with every visitor just to make sure they didn't accidentally step on a trap and get severely injured. When they reached the main gate, the guard recognized Elijah as Damien’s driver and opened the gates to let them in. Elijah drove into the compound and headed toward the massive parking lot. As Damien stepped out of the car, his eyes locked onto a famili
Before Ethan arrived, Anastasia finished her call and walked back to the lounge area. She told Kristen, "I just got off the phone with Ethan. He's on his way up." Kristen let out a sigh of relief. "Finally. He really knows how to make people worry." "Typical Ethan," Anastasia smiled, continuing to type on her phone. Kristen took a sip of his coconut juice and said, "Anastasia, I have a favor to ask." Anastasia paused her typing and knit her brows. "Yeah? I'm listening." Kristen fumbled with his fingers nervously. "I'd prefer it if you didn't act weird around Ethan like you did yesterday." Anastasia stared at Kristen, completely confused. "I don't understand. Weird in what way?" "I don't know, just don't ask him too many questions or make him feel uncomfortable," Kristen replied. He paused, then pointed out, "I feel like I shouldn't even have to tell you this. You're always the one telling me to watch how I treat Ethan because he's gone through a lot." Anastasia got annoyed and
Eat it, you lowly servant, or I'll call my parents." Desperately, Elijah looked around the garden. Dozens of wealthy guests had witnessed everything. Their eyes met his for only a second before each of them quietly looked away. Not a single person stepped forward. It wasn't because they hadn't seen what was happening. They simply didn't want to offend the powerful Augustine family. In that moment, Elijah understood something no child should ever have to learn. To everyone present, he wasn't a little boy who needed help. He wasn't even a human being in their eyes. He was merely a servant, and servants were expected to suffer in silence. As Elijah bent down to pick up the brownie, he squeezed his eyes shut. He had just noticed a tiny bug crawling across its surface, but he forced himself to ignore it. Slowly, he opened his mouth, preparing to eat it. Around him, the guests watched in silence. Some stared in amusement, others in disbelief, but none of them stepped forward. Trevor
Etahn made sure several hours had passed before going to Damien's room. He had quietly monitored Elijah and Doctor Ronald, waiting patiently until they were finished. Standing outside the bedroom door, he leaned closer, hoping to hear what they were discussing, but their voices were too low. The only sentence he managed to catch was Elijah's. "I'll escort you downstairs, Doctor." Etahn's eyes lit up. This was his chance. He quickly slipped back into his room before they came out. After waiting a few minutes to avoid suspicion, he walked back to Damien's bedroom and knocked gently. Knock. Knock. He waited. Silence. He knocked again. Still nothing. Etahn sighed. He had wanted Damien to invite him in because he didn't want to invade his privacy, but if he kept waiting, Elijah would return and he would lose his opportunity. Slowly, he reached for the doorknob. Just as his fingers wrapped around it, a stern voice rang out behind him. "What do you think you're doing?" Etahn froze. He turned
Etahn made sure several hours had passed before going to Damien's room. He had quietly monitored Elijah and Doctor Ronald, waiting patiently until they were finished. Standing outside the bedroom door, he leaned closer, hoping to hear what they were discussing, but their voices were too low. The only sentence he managed to catch was Elijah's. "I'll escort you downstairs, Doctor." Etahn's eyes lit up. This was his chance. He quickly slipped back into his room before they came out. After waiting a few minutes to avoid suspicion, he walked back to Damien's bedroom and knocked gently. Knock. Knock. He waited. Silence. He knocked again. Still nothing. Etahn sighed. He had wanted Damien to invite him in because he didn't want to invade his privacy, but if he kept waiting, Elijah would return and he would lose his opportunity. Slowly, he reached for the doorknob. Just as his fingers wrapped around it, a stern voice rang out behind him. "What do you think you're doing?" Etahn froze. He turned
As the officers closed in, Nathan’s mask of aristocratic calm shattered. "Are you out of your minds?" he shrieked, his voice cracking. "Do you have any idea who we are? Don’t you dare bring those cuffs near me!"The guests stood frozen, their champagne glasses forgotten as they watched the Vale dyn
Nathan scrambled to his uncle’s side, his voice high and frantic. "Uncle? Uncle, can you hear me?"He began loosening Stanley’s silk collar, his hands shaking. As he leaned in close, Nathan noticed a slight, rhythmic twitch in Stanley’s eyelids. The realization hit him like a physical blow: his unc
Everyone was in awe, staring at Damien as he spoke. The guests were all curious to know what show Damien was talking about.Nathan's hand curled into a fist. He muttered quietly, "Why is this man here? He's going to ruin everything."Stanley, who stood beside him, heard everything. He placed his ha
Stephen Vale stepped out of the shadows of the crowd. A ripple of confusion followed his every step. The elites were genuinely surprised to see him; Stephen had always been the "Quiet Vale," a ghost in the family tree who rarely made his presence known at these gaudy events. He lacked Ethan’s forme







