Shelia struggled to free herself from Joe's grip."Let go of me!" she said sternly. "None of you can touch me. I'm pregnant with Mr. Nichols' child."Her voice was steady and clear, loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. Some employees poked their heads in to watch.Juan's face darkened. The onlookers exchanged glances, realizing that Shelia's claim might hold some truth.Shelia took a step closer to Juan, her hand gently touching her still-flat belly. "Juan, this is your child, your first child. Are you really going to treat him like this?"Juan's hands clenched into fists at his sides. Clarissa, who had been cowering on the floor, immediately straightened her back.She knew that in prominent families like the Nichols, offspring were of utmost importance.If Shelia was indeed pregnant with Juan's child, her position in the family would be secured. Clarissa felt a surge of excitement replace her fear. She was about to become Juan's mother-in-law and the grandmother of the futu
Juan never let Debra know about the picture.When he pressed the shutter, he remembered being surprised by the warmth in her eyes. At that time, he didn't even like her, always maintaining a cold demeanor towards her.He rubbed his forehead, leaning back in his office chair with a sigh. 'Debra, you're not dead, right? Why won't you come back?'The sky outside was dark, and the TV in a certain room was airing a report about Debra's kidnapping. The subject of the news, however, was not missing but sitting comfortably on the sofa, quietly watching the reports.Marion placed a steaming cup of medicine on the coffee table. "You haven't fully recovered from your cold. Why did you get off the bed?"Debra looked up at him, her hands wrapping around the warm cup. "It's been three days. I guess I shouldn't have chosen the sea escape method. It would have been better to make a video to fool Juan."She and the kidnappers had concocted a plan. She would fake her death, and they would receive
Debra brushed off Marion's joke, but the next morning, Seamar City was abuzz with an astonishing rumor.Caleb had relinquished control of the entire Houston family assets to Marion, propelling him to the head of the family overnight.When Debra saw the news, she was taken aback. Caleb was a cunning and calculating man; he wouldn't surrender his power without a reason.Marion must have done something to compel Caleb to hand over the reins of the Houston family.The Houston family, despite their lower profile in recent years, still wielded significant influence in Seamar City. According to the timeline from her previous life, Marion shouldn't have been recognized as the successor for another three years.Yet, here they were, with Marion acknowledged as the heir and in control of all family assets ahead of schedule. Debra was naturally astonished.This sudden shift in power dynamics meant that the inevitable conflict between Marion and Juan was now imminent. With the recent blows fr
Shelia breathed a sigh of relief as Melody expressed her support.Hester, however, felt a growing unease gnawing at her. If Shelia gave birth to a boy in ten months and the child was confirmed to be Juan's, her own chances of winning Juan's affections would be reduced to nil.Melody turned to her and said, "Hester, prepare a room for Shelia to move into.""Yes, madam," Hester replied reluctantly.Shelia cast a smug glance at Hester. As a woman, she could see right through Hester's feelings for Juan. She wasn't about to let Hester have any opportunities to act on those feelings."Mrs. Nichols Sr.," Shelia began, "could you have someone more experienced take care of me? What if something goes wrong with the baby if a young girl like Hester looks after me?"Her request was clear, even to the most oblivious of listeners.Hester's face fell instantly, and she glanced anxiously at Melody. She couldn't bear the thought of leaving the Nichols family or Juan's side. If that happened, she
Shelia smiled triumphantly, crowing, "I'm carrying Juan's child. Even if some people wear white dresses, they still can't climb into a man's bed. They're useless."Hester trembled with rage. Shelia sauntered towards the inner room, her voice dripping with disdain. "Let me see where your room is."Hester, being the daughter of the Vargas family, had been given the best and biggest guest room when Melody brought her there. But even that paled in comparison to Debra's room.Shelia had seen it once and had decided that, sooner or later, she would make it her own. She looked down at her belly, a calculating gleam in her eyes."Baby, you need to make an effort," she cooed. "Whether I can become the hostess of the Nichols family depends on you."As the evening descended, Juan returned home to find the house completely transformed. His brow cocked as he took in the changes.Sophie, who had been urgently summoned by Melody, rushed to his side. Relief was etched on her face."Sir, you're
Melody stood up and rebuked, "What do you think you are doing? This is my house."Ralph, usually timid and eager to avoid confrontation, held his ground this time. "Debra married into your family, and Juan's actions have led to her being kidnapped. We still haven't found her. Can't I be angry? If anything happens to her, I won't let you off the hook.""This is crazy! You're going too far!" Melody clutched her chest, her breath coming in short gasps.She had been respected all her life, and this was the first time anyone had dared to speak to her in such a manner.She turned to Sophie and ordered, "Go call security and have these two thrown out."Rosalie tried to intervene, placing a restraining hand on Ralph's arm. "Honey, why are you getting so worked up?"Ralph shrugged her off and demanded, "The Nichols family must give me an explanation today."Noticing Sophie's astonishment, Melody yelled, "What are you waiting for? Get the guards here!""Yes, madam."Sophie was startled
Joe couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. It seemed as though the Nichols Group had become the target of all. In just a month, they had lost several major projects and hemorrhaged a significant amount of money.Any other company would have crumbled under the pressure."Just do as I say," Juan instructed. "Don't worry about the rest.""Understood."The news of the Fraziers causing a late-night disturbance at the Nichols' spread like wildfire, fanned by paparazzi eager to capitalize on the drama.When Debra saw the headlines in her office, her brow furrowed in concern. She hadn't anticipated Ralph falling out with the Nichols family so swiftly.Ralph had always been a cautious man, not one to act rashly without good reason."Madam, you wanted to see me?" Ben entered the office, awaiting Debra's instructions.Debra looked up from her desk. "I need to expedite the acquisition of the Frazier Group. Have the finance department draft an acquisition agreement and bring i
Ralph was puzzled by the unexpected arrival of a lawyer from the McKinney Group. If there was a serious issue, they should have contacted the Frazier Group directly instead of approaching him privately.He couldn't make sense of it until the lawyer pulled out a document and handed it to him. "May we come in and discuss this with you, Mr. Frazier?"With the matter at hand, Ralph had little choice but to invite the two men inside. As he opened the document, his eyes widened at the bold words centered on the page: Acquisition Agreement.His expression shifted slightly as he scanned the contents, his eyes landing on Debra's signature and the Frazier Group seal at the end."What does this mean?" Rosalie chimed in, her expression souring.She had never heard of this acquisition agreement.The lawyer interjected, "This is the agreement Ms. Frazier approved for the acquisition. It's been going through legal procedures these days. We're here to notify Mr. Frazier."Rosalie barked in ange
Everyone nodded at Marion's call. They split tasks fast.Randy drove Erica toward the Osborne Mansion, speeding through the dark.When they parked, he didn't budge from the driver's seat."Don't stress. I'm here with you," Erica said, squeezing his hand.She knew what ate at him. If Enoch was really the Illuminati's head, it would spark a war. His relationship with Enoch would be unmendable."I never saw this coming," Randy said, his face shadowed with a rare gloom.He had always known Enoch didn't care about him, Yvette, or their family.In fact, he had never known much about Enoch. Without Theda's hunch today, he'd never have linked Enoch to the Illuminati."If Enoch is tied to them, what will you do?" Erica asked, watching him closely.She knew that blood was thicker than water."I don't know." Randy shook his head.Being the heir to the Osborne family never mattered to him, but he could not deny his bloodline.If it came to picking sides, he didn't know if he'd back Mar
His teacher had been worried about that.Randy had racked his brain, wondering what a dad should be like. He'd wanted to roughhouse like other kids, only to receive cold stares.His mother always brushed it off, telling him not to chase fatherly love."Randy?" Erica's voice yanked him back."Huh?" He blinked, seeing everyone's concerned stares."I called you a dozen times. Why were you zoning out?" Erica frowned.Randy grinned weakly. "Well, Theda's got a point. Now I'm kind of suspecting him too.""She left a minute ago," Erica pointed out, squinting at him."I'm not covering for my dad," Randy said. "She made sense. Maybe I'll swing at home. If he's the Illuminati's head, he will be in the valley.""You were absent-minded while we hashed out the plan. Now you're playing seriously?" Erica teased. "We're not pointing fingers at your dad, just saying Theda's theory holds water. If you want to check, I'll go with you. We'll watch each other's backs."She didn't say it out loud,
Theda added, "When Jeffery ditched the Nichols family, even with his smarts, he couldn't build up enough money and power to challenge the four families that fast. Someone had his back. He once told me not to judge a book by its cover. You never know who's laughing last."Her cryptic words left them puzzled.Debra asked, "So, who do you suspect?""I'd say Enoch Osborne," Theda replied.The name dropped like a bomb. Everyone froze and then swung their eyes to Randy.Randy gaped. "My dad? No way. He's a stiff old fart, decent at business but the weakest of the four families. Calling him lazy is generous. He's a stubborn rock. How could he be the head of the Illuminati?""Don't sell your old man short," Theda said. "The last generation of the four families got hit hard. But your family? Only your mother lost it. Your father has played it safe, staying low-key and outlasting them all. I bet he's the one Jeffery meant."She shrugged. "Could be wrong. But if it's him, you're in deeper
It wasn't that Debra's crew was weak, but the Illuminati was too strong.The room fell silent.Theda continued, "Everyone here is riding your call. You know what happens when you throw pebbles at a tank, right?""I'm not backing off. We've got our reasons," Debra replied."I'm not here to talk you out of it," Theda said. "I'm saying if you need me, I'm in."Everyone blinked, caught off guard. She smiled, "What? Surprised I'd join? Or wondering why? Forget Robert's ties to you. You've already done me solids in Seamar City. I can't pay you back much, but I can pitch in here.""How do you plan to help?" Erica asked."Inside job. Boosts our odds," Theda replied. "I worked with Jeffery before. Being a Buchan, he cut me slack. With his Illuminati ties, they might trust me too. Need a message slipped in or intel dug out? I've got you.""You don't have to..." Debra started."No convincing me otherwise," Theda cut in. "It's not just for you. Juan's blood to me. Call it a favor he owes.
"No biggie. I'm just that sharp," Randy grinned."Don't flatter yourself." Erica smacked his arm, turning to Debra. "If that's the play, we'll set up around the valley early.""We scoped it out last time. Here's the terrain map Marion roughed out. Memorize the basics, just in case," Debra said.Jordan spoke up. "I'll plant people inside to learn the lay. If things go down, we'll back each other up."He paused, frowning. "But we've only got one path. Without the full picture, it's still risky.""Got it here," a voice called from the door.Everyone turned to see Theda walking in with Robert. A map was in her hand."It's you guys." Debra was surprised.Theda had been busy with her business. She barely had time to breathe, not to mention show up there."This mess is huge. If the Illuminati takes Seamar City, my business is done," Theda said.She'd seen Jeffery's crazy side. The Illuminati couldn't be anything good.She unrolled the map and stuck it on the board. "This is the val
Liza eased up, knowing Debra was always faithful.She would help if she said so."Is the Illuminati really that bad?" Liza asked, having never seen Fermin cornered like that."Yeah," Debra said flat-out.Liza fought back her tears. "I'm not as smart as you guys, but if I can help...""You've done plenty," Debra said, patting her head.The once-bratty lady had grown into someone brave and kind. They'd all seen her change.But this was too risky. They couldn't bet on her life."Everything's set," Marion said, striding in with Jordan.Liza blinked at their suits. They looked solemn, as if ready for a last stand.Debra nodded. "Alright, let's go over everyone's setup and run through the plan."Randy wheeled in a blackboard that showed the outskirts map.The Four Great Families had owned Seamar City for ages. Their eyes and ears were on every corner.They'd linked up north, south, east, and west, with Juan's lines tied in.According to intel, the Illuminati hadn't sunk deep ro
"Just listen to me and go," Fermin said, pulling his hand free.The next thing she knew, he yanked her toward the emergency exit."Fermin!" she yelped.The restaurant staff, loyal to Fermin, hustled her into the stairwell. By the time the guards outside caught on, she was gone."Get her," the guards barked.If Liza slipped away, Michael would have their heads. But before they could chase, Fermin's crew boxed them in."You know what this means?" one guard spat, dropping all politeness.They knew he was just a puppet. If he broke free, Bert's life would be done."Kill them," Fermin ordered, turning back to the restaurant.A waiter dropped a tray, the crash drowning out muffled screams from the stairwell.Liza was already in a cab. She tried to turn back, but a staffer blocked her. "Miss, you can't go anywhere but Seamar City. The Potter Mansion is your safest bet. Think of what Mr. Eaton's doing for you."Her stay overseas made her a hostage. While she was here, Fermin was lea
The driver hesitated but complied. "Sure, Mr. Eaton. How long do you plan to stay? There's a meeting this afternoon.""An hour," Fermin replied.From their conversation, Liza caught on that their family was under the Illuminati's thumb. The driver would not grill Fermin about his schedule otherwise."Who're you to butt in? He'll hang out with me for as long as he wants," she snapped.The driver bit back his gripes. "My bad. Sorry."Liza clung to Fermin's arm, heart pounding. She had been pampered her whole life, and her family had always been untouchable. She never imagined they'd be under someone else's boot.The car stopped by the mall. Liza and Fermin got out.When the guards tried to follow, she whirled. "My brother and I are going shopping. What're you tagging along for?""Protecting you and Mr. Eaton," one said.She opened her mouth to argue, but Fermin cut in. "They can carry bags for you."She hesitated. With these guards tagging along, they couldn't talk about the si
"Dad." Liza rushed to the bed, grabbing Bert's hand.In her mind, Bert was a stern old grump. He was always tough and sharp.But now, the illness had taken a toll on him. He had shrunk, and his hair had gone gray overnight.Fermin stood behind her, watching with pain.In fact, Bert had been ill for a while now. He had been grooming Fermin for years.But once he'd caught wind of Fermin's plans, Bert would rather kill him and trash their legacy than let him join the Illuminati.Fermin knew this day was coming. Liza didn't. Bert never wanted her to.She froze, feeling like his hand had twitched. She stopped crying and spun to Fermin."Did you see it? Dad moved..." she exclaimed.Fermin clapped a hand over her mouth, a move that confused her.He shook his head, warning her off. She nodded fast, signaling she'd keep quiet.Fermin checked the door and eased his hand off. "Dad's fine. Let's head home, alright?"Liza glanced at Bert with reluctance but wiped her tears. "Okay.""Co