LOGINSara froze in place, but her heart was racing. “Who… who is she?”Damon tightened his grip on Sara’s wrist. He realized he had made a mistake by going straight to the point. Sara must be in shock, and he should have said it slowly.“I’ll tell you from the beginning first, so you’ll understand,” Damon replied, trying to stay calm.But Sara had already heard him and demanded an explanation. “Tell me, who is the ‘she’ you mean?!” Sara’s shrill voice echoed down the luxurious corridor. Tears began to fall as she guessed who Damon was talking about.Damon’s heart ached at the sight of his wife’s tears. He pulled Sara into his arms at once. Sara shoved at Damon with all her strength, but he didn’t budge.“Let go of me! I want to know who killed my father right now!”“I’ll tell you,” Damon said in a heavy voice. “But hear everything from the beginning first.”Sara couldn’t make out what Damon was saying. Her mind was full of nauseating voices telling her that maybe Iris was the culprit.Thou
Iris couldn’t say a single word after hearing the statement she had always feared the most. She had never imagined it would actually be spoken aloud.She had thought Damon only felt responsible for Sara because she had given birth to his daughter. But Damon loved Sara?Iris refused to believe it. She couldn’t accept it.‘It shouldn’t be like this,’ Iris lamented inwardly. ‘No. I must be dreaming.’ She kept denying the reality until Anna finally opened the door.“I won’t walk you the rest of the way in. Good night, Iris,” Damon said coldly, as if he hadn’t just crushed that woman’s heart.Damon then left with long strides. Seeing Iris’s reaction just now, he was certain his instinct had been right.Iris was jealous of Sara and wanted the position of Mrs. Moretti. That jealousy had deadened her reason, to the point that she could bring herself to do away with her own father and try to take the life of her biological sister.Damon stopped abruptly. Another thought cut into that conclusio
Iris didn't answer the question directly, choosing instead to steer the conversation elsewhere.“Next month, we have an annual gala attended by state officials and our business allies. Word of Don Moretti’s marriage has spread widely despite the lack of a formal announcement, prompting many to circulate malicious rumors about the hidden Mrs. Moretti. That is why I invited the Moretti executives to discuss this matter,” Iris said, her tone soft and poised.“She's right. Even if these cheap rumors haven’t affected the Moretti business, we should take preventive measures before they spread further and our enemies use them against us,” one of the executives chimed in. “Miss Iris is already known as Don Moretti’s closest confidante. There’s no harm in having her step in for Mrs. Moretti temporarily.”Murmurs filled the grand meeting hall. Some firmly opposed Iris, but quite a few supported her.Damon offered a faint smile as he watched several men voice their support for Iris. He had remai
“Sister?” one of the male executives blurted out, a look of utter confusion stamped across his face.Iris met his gaze with a faint smile, her eyes softening with sorrow. “That's right. Sara is my biological sister.”She had previously hidden her true identity as Maya Sterling from the members of the Moretti clan. Only Damon and Anna knew—or at least, that was what Iris had believed all along. She had never wanted the truth to reach Sara or their late father. But now, her father was gone, and Sara lay helpless. She had nothing left to fear.“Are you joking? How could Mrs. Moretti be your sister? Didn't you lose your memory?” A barrage of noisy questions erupted following her confession, mostly from Iris's circle of friends.“Before that, allow me to explain,” Iris interrupted softly. Her calm tone instantly silenced the room's mounting curiosity.“Over a decade ago, as you all know, Damon and I were trapped in a life-or-death situation. To help him escape the flames, I sacrificed my l
“I don’t know what else to say to you, Sara.” Dominic’s deep voice broke into Sara’s reverie. “They’ve known and cared for each other for a long time. All I can ask is that you tolerate Damon’s behavior, and I will look after you for the rest of your life.”Sara turned to him in disbelief. “Tolerate it, you say?”Dominic nearly burst out laughing. He was enjoying his daughter-in-law’s changing expression so much that he had fallen into the same act again: deceiving her. He knew exactly what Damon was doing at Iris’s place, yet he had deliberately summoned Sara and shown her a live feed from his private CCTV network, which spread across all of Moretti territory.Indeed, Dominic had known everything from the start. He knew Roger had placed hidden cameras at the pavilion the moment Sara first set foot there. He knew what Iris had done to Albert Sterling. He even knew which way Sara had run when she escaped.Dominic had let everything unfold as his sons wished. He relished every second of
Anna smiled broadly as she entered Iris’s room. “Miss Iris, Mr. Damon has come with a bouquet of flowers!”Iris was sitting in front of the mirror while another maid carefully combed her hair. She promptly turned her wheelchair to face the door, brimming with eagerness.“Damon came with flowers?” Her face glowed.“That’s right, Miss.”Anna immediately pushed Iris’s wheelchair to the sitting room in Iris’s private quarters. Damon stood at once to greet them. Iris nodded at Anna, signaling her to leave the two of them alone. Damon kept his jaw from tightening as the maid bowed to him and stepped out.“Damon, what are you doing here?” Iris asked, feigning surprise while trying hard to hide her happiness.Ever since Sara had been reported dead last year, Damon had never visited her again. Iris had gone to see him again and again, but he always turned her away with the excuse that he was busy with work. Yet Iris knew perfectly well that what Damon was really doing was searching for Sara.W







