MasukI had nothing left to say to Sylvia, so I turned my head away, refusing to look at her. Meanwhile, the smartwatch on my wrist was continuously sending an emergency signal. The watch had been a gift from Luna, and once it was out of a certain range, it would automatically send out an SOS signal.Sylvia had me tied up in preparation for the rush to the airport.At that moment, Luna sent a video over. In it, Wilson was hanging from a helicopter by a long rope tied around both his hands.Luna's taunting voice drifted from speakers. "Let him go, or I'll fly your husband like a kite while your child watches."The screen changed to show a baby, not even a year old.I quirked a brow when I saw that. So, it seemed that Sylvia hadn't broken up with Wilson after all. Moreover, their child was already close to one.After the video finished playing, Sylvia switched off her phone as though nothing had happened.I barked, "Let me go! Otherwise, she'll really do as she said!"Nonetheless, Sy
Sylvia's POV:"A piece of land? What is that when compared to my husband? You should've already thought of what awaited you before you harmed him!"Blood dripped down the man's face. He seemed to know that he wouldn't make it out of here alive, so to piss off Sylvia even more, he chuckled mockingly. "I saw you, you know. When he was trapped in the wreckage of his car, you were speeding off with your precious lover. What's with the passionate act now? Don't you think you're utterly disgusting, Sylvia?""Cut off his tongue."Sylvia's hands curled into tight fists, the joints creaking at the force. Behind her deceptively calm gaze, a storm of madness brewed.This was her true self. She wasn't a district attorney who still couldn't let go of her dead husband, despite him being dead for over five years; she was a cold-blooded mafia queen who had blood all over her hands.Wilson practically fled out of the basement, stumbling over his own feet in his haste. Making a mad dash upstairs
Sylvia's POV:On the other end of the line, Sylvia's subordinate stammered out, "Ms. Fuller, Mr. Chance has been missing for a long time. I'm afraid it'll be hard to find any traces of him."Furrowing her brow, Sylvia replied, "If you can't find him, then search for his younger brother. That cripple has no choice but to stay in a rehabilitation center. Focus your search on private, high-end rehabilitation centers abroad. There's no way he would let his brother suffer."She had barely finished her call when Wilson spoke up from the doorway to the piano room. "Sylvia, who are you looking for?"Sylvia regained her composure but didn't bother explaining. "Just some work matters. You don't have to worry about it."A hint of unease flickered in Wilson's eyes. Nevertheless, he forced himself to smile before sitting down on the piano stool."It's been a while since I played the piano. Anything in particular you'd like to hear?"For a brief moment, the image of Sebastian playing the pian
Sylvia's POV:When Wilson woke up, he immediately spotted Sylvia sitting on the balcony, staring blankly into the distance.Had something happened? Maybe there was a problem with the case she was in charge of? Being a district attorney was quite difficult indeed.Wilson's movements had Sylvia turning to level him with a searching look.Last night, she had gone through the information her assistant sent her multiple times, reading it over and over again.Sebastian had cancer.The day he went for his chemotherapy happened to be the same day Wilson had accompanied her for a prenatal checkup. They had been at the same hospital, with only a few minutes between their appointments.She immediately understood that Sebastian must have seen Wilson with her.Still, how could Sebastian have kept such a serious matter from her? She was sorely tempted to drag him back here and confront him directly about it. That was, until she turned and spotted Wilson's peacefully sleeping visage.Wilson
Sylvia's POV:At the hospital, the first thing Sylvia did after Wilson woke up was fall to her knees beside him and apologize for not protecting him well.However, Wilson simply shook his head before asking about Sebastian."What about the man who was taken alongside me? Is he okay?"Sylvia ruffled his hair gently. "Why are you so kind? I really love you like this."Wilson's cheeks reddened slightly, and he completely forgot to inquire about Sebastian again.It wasn't until Wilson had fallen asleep that Sylvia stepped out of his hospital room. She ordered her assistant, "Write up a divorce agreement for me that will transfer 40% of my shares to Sebastian. Besides that, tell him to clear out of the master bedroom. Wilson is quite timid and will need someone to keep him company when sleeping."The assistant was rather confused. Wasn't the divorce agreement already being processed? Could it be that that earlier one was now void?Nonetheless, he didn't dare ask too many questions a
Wilson's white cotton shirt was stained with dirt, and with his nose slightly swollen and red from his crying, he looked so much like a lamb that had wandered into a lion's den. His innocent demeanor only served to excite these madmen, making them want to hurt him even more."You know, begging might work on Sylvia Fuller, but not on us."Just as they were about to drag Wilson away, I managed to cut through my ropes. Immediately, I lunged forward and headbutted the scar-faced man out of the way. Then, I stepped protectively in front of Wilson."What the fuck? What the hell are you all doing? Get him!" Hand clamped over his bleeding nose, the leader bellowed at his subordinates, causing them to swarm forward. "Beat the shit out of him! Once he's down, we can take our time playing with him!"I was completely outnumbered, so I could do nothing but shield Wilson beneath me as best as I could."Sir, sir! Stop hitting him! Please, stop hitting him!" Wilson shouted through his tears. He k







