LOGINFor most of the journey from the Miller family's main residence to the airport, Naomi had remained quiet. Even on the plane, she spoke only when necessary. As if she wanted to enjoy the trip, when in fact she didn't. Naomi's thoughts were still back in Sun City.She had lost count of how many times
The day of their return to Carrington Bay had finally arrived.Since morning, the Miller mansion had once again been bustling with activity. The suitcases that had been unpacked were now neatly arranged near the entrance. Servants moved back and forth carrying luggage while the sound of conversation
"Chris.""Althea needs to know too," Chris retorted."Please, Chris." This time, there was a pleading note in Felicia's voice. "I don't want them to worry."But in the end, the woman let out a quiet sigh and looked directly at Chris. "Please."A brief silence settled between them. And for the first
"So that company grew because it changed its marketing strategy?" Naomi asked.Chris nodded. "They stopped selling products."Naomi frowned. "Then what did they sell?""They started selling experiences."Naomi fell silent for a moment. "That sounds complicated.""Because it is complicated." Chris sm
A day before they returned to Carrington Bay, Chris suddenly appeared in the family room just as Naomi was enjoying some quiet time. The man stood in front of the sofa with both hands tucked into his pockets and an expression that immediately made Naomi suspicious."Come with me."Naomi didn't even
Josh, who was sitting in the front, seemed completely unaware of the moment. His attention was fully focused on his phone, which had been filled with photos from their camping trip."This one's good.""No," Chris replied.Josh pouted, unconcerned by Chris's comment. He kept scrolling through the scr
The car carrying Althea sped down the road, tailing the ambulance ahead. Her eyes stayed fixed on the flashing lights, her hands wringing together in her lap in a desperate attempt to ease the gnawing anxiety—though it was useless. Her vision blurred with tears that refused to stop. Beside her, a ho
“Of course!” Althea rained kisses all over his face, making him squeal with laughter and squirm in her arms, though she refused to let go so easily.The anger and frustration she’d felt yesterday had already melted away, gone without a trace. No matter how much the Callister family tried to push the
Cale gave a short, dark laugh. “Ah, Mr. Callister is with you, I see. Rest assured, sir—you’re not the only one. I’ll be far less forgiving if Harold thinks he can get away with this.”Silence settled again until Daven finally broke it. His voice was calm, but the weight in his tone pressed down lik
“I can get through this,” Althea told herself.The courtroom felt like a battlefield. Every word was a bullet, every piece of evidence a weapon. Dozens of eyes locked on the two women standing face to face—Vanessa Blake and Althea Grayson.The judge struck the gavel. “Plaintiff, you may begin your q







