Declan paled in disbelief. "No, it can't be. This must be fabricated."Debra merely watched him coldly.Melody was equally shocked, her hand clutching her chest as she struggled to process the revelation. She had never imagined that Shelia was responsible for the child's death.Debra turned to Pedro. "Mr. Hardy, what's the charge for deliberately murdering one's own child?"Pedro was lost for words. They had never encountered such a situation before, and the implications were staggering.Declan, his face contorted with rage, shouted at Debra. "My daughter is still in the hospital. What do you want?"Debra sneered, "I don't want anything. Shelia used her child to frame me, and I need to seek justice for myself.""Jade has already lost her child. What more do you want? How can you be so vicious?""Vicious? Shelia killed her child. I can't compare with her.""You..."Declan's face turned a deep shade of red, and he looked ready to explode. But it was Melody who stepped forward,
Juan cast a glance at Joe, who immediately stepped forward to address the stunned Jack and Leah."I apologize for the disturbance. I'll arrange for someone to take you home shortly."Turning to the gathered crowd, he announced, "The dinner party is over. I'm sorry for the trouble. We'll be sending everyone a gift later. I hope you don't mind."With Joe handling the situation, Juan felt a sense of relief. He turned his attention to Pedro, gesturing for him to follow."Come with me.""Okay."Juan then addressed Edgar and Declan, his voice cold and dismissive. "See yourselves out."Declan flushed with embarrassment, his earlier bravado deflating under Juan's stern gaze. Though he had dared to make a scene in front of Melody, he wouldn't dream of doing so in front of Juan.Edgar, sensing the tension, quickly led Declan away."Mr. Odom."Debra's sudden call made Edgar pause. She looked at him meaningfully. "Take care."Edgar shot Debra a cold look. Declan sensed something odd bet
Debra handed her phone to Juan. "The video evidence is all here."Juan took the phone, frowning. "I came back for you, Debra. I'll only be at ease if you're safe.""Thanks. If you want me to be safe, you should divorce me soon."At the heart of it all, the reason for Melody's actions was Juan's refusal to divorce her."After the divorce, do you want to be with Marion?""Yes."Her straightforward answer was like a knife twisting in Juan's heart.Debra, seeing the turmoil in his eyes, spoke calmly. "I thought I made myself clear last time. You should understand how I feel. Our marriage was a mistake from the start."Juan reached out, his hand gently grasping hers. "Shelia's child is gone. Can't we..."Debra jerked her hand away, her eyes flashing with disdain. "Do you think that with her child gone, nothing is standing between us anymore? Juan, wake up! The obstacle between us has never been Shelia."Juan grabbed her shoulders, his eyes filled with desperation and confusion. "T
"A marriage certificate can't trap me, Juan. Do you even look like the head of the Nichols family right now?"Debra delivered this scathing remark and walked out.Juan stood there, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He knew he didn't embody the image of the Nichols family head at that moment.The family always expected their leaders to prioritize the family's interests above all else. With the Frazier family bankrupt and Debra having lost her chance to be Mrs. Nichols, it was time to find a more suitable candidate.Yet, despite Debra publicly asking for a divorce months ago, Juan still hadn't agreed. The elders of the Nichols family were growing increasingly unhappy with him, but they couldn't force him to change his mind.Juan watched Debra's retreating figure, his expression darkening. Joe approached cautiously and said, "Sir, Mr. Hardy is still waiting upstairs.""Tell me what happened tonight in detail," Juan said, regaining his composure.He was unaware that Melody had de
"Go handle it. I want to see the results tomorrow.""Yes, sir."Juan headed upstairs. Pedro, who had been anxiously waiting in the study room, hurried up. "I'm sorry about what happened to Miss Blair's baby."Juan cut him off. "I don't want today's events to get out. You should understand that."Pedro nodded repeatedly. "Family troubles shouldn't be aired out. I get it."Juan added, "I want you to arrest Shelia tomorrow."About to agree, Pedro paused and then looked up in confusion. "What?"He thought he had misheard. "Mr. Nichols, technically speaking, causing a miscarriage intentionally isn't a criminal act. If we're to arrest someone, there's no solid reason. Plus, you mentioned not wanting today's events to be known. If we arrest her, it will cause a stir.'Juan's gaze was unyielding. "She caused a scene at my place today, framing Debra. You just need to make a big show of arresting her. Don't worry about the rest. You can even release her on the same day."Pedro hesitat
It was late at night when Edgar returned to the hospital room after sending Declan away.Shelia was lying on the bed, with her eyes closed. Her face was an unsettling shade of pale."Stop pretending to be asleep," Edgar said, grabbing her arm.Shelia gasped in pain, her eyes flying open. "I-I did what you said. Please, spare me."Edgar's eyes were cold and unforgiving. "You fool. You ruined my plan. How dare you ask me to spare you?"He released Shelia's arm, and she recoiled, her face contorting with pain and fear. "What are you talking about? My child is gone. Debra pushed me down the stairs. Everyone saw it."Edgar scoffed, "You're so clueless. Do you think Debra is as stupid as you? She had already planned for this. Now everyone knows you tried to frame her and ended up killing your own child. Declan is utterly disappointed in you, and Melody would love to see you dead. Debra will come after you too. You've offended so many people. Even if I spare you, they will not."Shelia
"I didn't come here to hear your explanation.""Juan.""If Debra hadn't asked me to check on you, I would never have come."Shelia froze, but she didn't think Debra would be that kind. She believed Debra had sent Juan there to laugh at her.Shelia bit her lip. "I was forced into this. Who would kill their child? It was Edgar who pressured me. He asked me to frame Debra, and I didn't dare disobey him."Juan watched coldly. He had once been fooled by her acts of kindness and weakness, but now he saw her for what she truly was. He had no more pity left for her."I don't care what your relationship with Edgar is or what he's plotting. I will not allow anyone to target Debra. Otherwise, I will make sure you pay."His expression made it clear he was serious, and her face turned pale."Juan, we're a couple."She tried to play the emotional card, but Juan's dangerous glance silenced her. She quickly changed her approach."I was wrong. Could you please forgive me and help me? I failed
Tears welled up in Shelia's eyes.For years, she had been the epitome of obedience and docility by Juan's side. He had once showered her with affection, making her feel like she was on top of the world. But now, that love had been cruelly withdrawn, leaving her in a state of despair."You know best what happened that night."Juan clenched his fists, regret coursing through him. He had shown Shelia sympathy, and in a moment of weakness, he had fallen into her trap, losing his chance with Debra.He knew Debra would never forgive him. There was no way she could accept him now."You used to dote on me so much," Shelia choked out. "When I said I was tired from studying, you'd take me out to relax, even if you were busy. When I said I was hungry, you'd send Joe to take me out for a meal. You introduced me to all the big shots in business and taught me how to handle myself. I've been with you for so many years, even longer than Debra has known you. So, why are you treating me like this?"
It was afternoon already.Debra and Marion parked their car outside the valley.Looking at the sprawling terrain ahead, Debra couldn't shake the memory of trekking through it with Kale just days ago.Revisiting this place made her shiver."Your injury's still fresh," Marion said. "I can go alone."Debra shook her head. "We agreed on going together. Besides, I'm not here to fight. It will be fine."Marion ruffled her hair. "Alright, we're in this together."Enoch brought Erica here to lure them in. That much was clear.Now that they were here, they'd get her out.With night closing in, they quickly followed the route they'd mapped out and headed in.The map from Juan came in handy. In less than 30 minutes, they reached a clearing smack in the middle of four towering mountains.Mist hung light in the air, and the jagged peaks all around gave off a heavy, oppressive vibe.Through the fog, figures in black cloaks and white masks stepped out.Debra slid behind Marion, their han
Jordan signaled the guards at the door to stop Randy.But they didn't stand a chance. In three seconds flat, Randy laid them out.Jordan watched him vanish down the hall, dumbfounded. 'When did he get this good?'At the entrance, more guards tried to block Randy. He didn't slow down as he threw punches at them.Even with their number, they couldn't catch him.30 seconds later, Randy was in his car, peeling out toward the valley. Scenes from his childhood flashed across his mind."Leg up. Fist tight. Punch!" Caleb shouted.Erica eyed the wooden dummies in front of them and aimed for perfection.Randy's attention was all on her. He was not interested in these self-defense skills at all."Randy, focus!" Caleb whacked his arm with a cane. "Get real or go home."Randy couldn't care less. The truth was, he had already learned it all.At eight years old, his freakish athletic genes got him shipped off to a two-month boot camp. There, his raw talent made him untouchable in the junio
Lara came downstairs, smirking at Michael. "This time, even if you want to let them off, it won't happen."Michael was unfazed. "Don't say stuff that'll get twisted. I never plan to do that.""Oh, please. I know you better than that," Lara snorted. "Drop the act."Growing up, Michael had been given the best of everything.They were both in line to take over, but Michael got the bishop's favor from day one.Even if he didn't fight for it, he'd eclipse her. The bishop's partiality never failed to rattle her.She was a woman. True. But she was not any inferior to Michael.The partiality was unbelievable. This world's full of women outshining men.She was the one to help the bishop build something huge. The altar was only for her to ascend.She stepped up to Michael. "Wanna bet on what happens when Debra and Marion hit the valley? I can't wait to see Debra getting pierced by bullets. It would be so much fun."She observed Michael's expression, but there wasn't a crack."You done
The guard at the gate quickly stepped out of the booth. "Greetings, Mr. and Mrs. Houston. Unfortunately, Mr. Osborne isn't home.""We're not here for him," Marion said flat-out. "I want last night's security footage."The guard hesitated. "I'm sorry, but without Mr. Osborne saying so, I can't just hand it over.""Randy is lying in the hospital right now," Debra cut in. "Erica went missing from your place last night. If you don't cough up the tapes and something happens to her, can you take the heat?"The guard was shocked. "Mr. Randy Osborne in the hospital? And Miss Mathis is gone? I'll grab the footage. Hang on."He dashed to the security room. But when he pulled up the feed, the screen was pitch black."What's wrong? Is it busted?" Debra asked.The guard smacked the console a couple of times, and the picture flickered on. There was Enoch, stuffing a sack into his trunk and driving off.That explained why the cameras outside had only caught Enoch.Debra felt a chill run thro
A loud crash blasted through the phone, followed by screeching static.Debra's gut sank. "Randy's in trouble. Let's hurry."Jordan quickly rounded up a crew to track down Randy, while Debra and Marion bolted out of the house.That phone call screamed car wreck. Marion had Randy's location pinned fast, and an ambulance was already on its way."Don't panic. The ambulance is almost there," Debra reminded him, watching him push the speedometer.It was fine if it was just a regular crash. But if the Illuminati had set it up, the consequences were unimaginable. Enoch must have lost his mind to target his son.Debra and Marion had both lost their parents to car accidents. Marion would be devastated if he lost another person close to him."Quick! Get him out!"Thick smoke poured from the crash site. Debra's bad vibes grew.They jumped out and saw Jordan's people loading Randy onto a stretcher."How bad is it?" Debra ran up, desperate for details."Not too serious," Jordan replied. "
The maid froze. "Didn't Miss Mathis leave last night? I don't know where she is. But she's not here."A bad feeling hit Randy like a ton of bricks. He bolted out of the room and ran to the guest room next door. When he flung the door open, Erica wasn't there. The bed was pristine, with no sign of anyone sleeping in it.Erica was lazy as hell. There was no way she'd make the bed herself.Randy lost his head until what Theda had said suddenly echoed in his mind.If Enoch were the mastermind behind the Illuminati, he might have done something to Erica."Where's my dad?" Randy asked, his blood running cold.The maid had never seen him like this. He barked, "I'm asking you where my dad is."She stammered, "I called him last night like you asked. He came back for a bit and took off again."Now he confirmed that Enoch had taken Erica."Give me the phone.""Yes, sir."The maid handed it over.Randy dialed Enoch's number but could not get through.Sweat beaded on his forehead. The
Erica laughed, getting the implication.Randy coughed dryly. "Mom, what are you even saying? I'm not that kind of person."With that, he hustled Erica out of the room.As the door closed, she frowned. "What now? Your dad is suspicious.""Well, we'll deal with it when he gets back. Now take a rest.""Alright."He led her to a clean guest room."Yvette seemed fine just now. Didn't look like she's got any mental issues.""It comes and goes. She can be normal and confused at times.""Has she seen a doctor?""Yeah. They say it's from some big shock. If she takes it easy, she's pretty much fine. Her nerves are just shot. My dad kept her locked up here all these years. Probably doesn't want folks to know he's got a crazy wife."In his mind, Enoch always put profit and reputation first.If people found out he had a nutcase for a wife, he might ditch her. Even if he didn't, he'd freeze them out.One question was always hovering in Randy's mind. If Yvette wasn't tied to the Potter f
"Erica, let's head upstairs."Randy held Erica's hand as they walked up the stairs.The second floor was dead quiet, and the hallway lights were dim. At the far end was Yvette's bedroom.The door was wide open. Inside, Yvette sat at her vanity, brushing her hair.Nearing 50, she still looked good, though she'd let time take its toll. Her face was lined with wrinkles."Randy? You're back," she exclaimed, catching his reflection in the mirror.She turned around and saw him standing there, holding Erica's hand."Mom." Randy squeezed Erica's hand. "I brought Erica to see you."Yvette's eyes shifted to Erica, and she searched in her memories.After a while, she caught it. "Erica, I remember you. Randy always talked about you when he was a kid. I thought you two were just rivals or something."Yvette walked over to Erica and grabbed her hand. "Randy's a bit of a wild one, but he's great with girls. This is the first time he's brought a girl home. If you two are serious about each o
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