Irvin had refused to let me go, no matter how much I begged him. So, before we left, I had requested the drug he had used on me.The drug was colorless and odorless. It had taken effect so fast that I hadn't felt a thing. And before I could react, my whole body had gone limp. I was also unable to speak.It was essentially a perfect sedative to use in an assassination.Irvin denied my request at first. He wanted me to believe in him and have faith that he wouldn't allow anything bad to happen to me. He insisted that I wouldn't need the drug to defend myself.But I didn't trust him. Not even an inch. I refused to believe him regardless of what he claimed.In the end, he conceded and gave me the drug. I didn't know if it was just to put me at ease or if he had other reasons.And sure enough, I was right to distrust him. He deserved every bit of it.I was the only person I could rely on to save me every single time.I felt the knife lower from my throat. That was when I knew the ri
The unexpected sound of Travis' voice startled me. Instinctively, I looked toward its source. That was when I noticed a flashing red dot on the headliner at the very back of the car. Seeing this made me realize that the car had been equipped with a remote monitoring device.Travis had been monitoring the car this whole time. That was how his men had shown up so quickly. They must have rushed over the moment I knocked out Ms. Plume and the other guy.My chances of successfully making it out of this alive were even slimmer now.Still, giving up was the same as dying. And I refused to just roll over and die. Not when I had a chance of surviving if I fought back. So, of course, I took my chances.Closing my eyes, I floored the accelerator. I charged straight into the motorbikes that blocked my way.My actions were reckless. Seeing this, they quickly reacted to save themselves. Those who were fast enough managed to swerve out of the way. And those who weren't abandoned their bikes and
Then, an idea hit me.I pulled out all the cash I had and tossed it everywhere on the ground, scattering bills, coins, and my watch, too. People naturally went for money or valuables. Every second counted, even if it bought me just a few extra seconds.Another second meant another chance to live.The desperate hunger to survive surged through me like never before, giving me strength I didn't even know I had. Despite my body being held together by screws and steel plates, I somehow clawed my way to the top of that damn mountain.But when I finally reached the peak, my heart dropped. It wasn't salvation waiting for me up there—it was a sheer cliff overlooking a lake.This would've been my golden ticket if I were the old me. I'd have jumped without even thinking twice. The lake wasn't frozen, even in winter, and looked deep. The odds of surviving that jump would have been way higher than sticking around and getting caught.But now, I was no longer who I used to be. With all the st
Julianne couldn't let this go on any longer. If she didn't stop this now, she'd have suffered all that pain and humiliation for nothing.She couldn't let that happen. There was no way she'd let him abandon her now—especially not to save me.With that thought in mind, Julianne desperately threw herself at Irvin. But unlike before, when he'd drop everything at the slightest sign of her discomfort, he didn't even flinch now. Instead of catching her in his arms, he simply stepped aside, letting her stumble.Then, he turned sharply and hurried out.From the moment he'd stormed in and found Julianne alone, he knew something was seriously wrong. If nobody else was there, it meant they'd all gone after Emilia. He needed to get to her—fast.As soon as he stepped outside, he immediately demanded answers from the security chief, Brody Silas, who stood beside him. "How's Emilia doing?"When Brody told him Ms. Plume's car had never actually stopped where the GPS tracker indicated—that the p
Julianne loved making Irvin choose between two options. Over the last two years, I'd been forced into that sick game more times than I could count. Each time, I secretly hoped he'd choose me—even when I knew he wouldn't. I couldn't help wishing that, just once, he'd prove me wrong. But every time, I ended up crushed.Now Irvin faced yet another choice. This time, I didn't let myself hope he'd pick me.Instead, I frantically scanned my surroundings, refusing to accept death without a fight. Even though I'd already decided I'd rather die than be captured and tortured, deep down, I wasn't ready to give up. Even as their footsteps drew closer, I desperately searched for a way out.And then, against all odds, I found one.Behind two massive trees, hidden beneath tangled weeds, was a tiny cave. It was barely noticeable—small enough that no one would think to look inside. It was a perfect spot to hide in.With my heart pounding, I quickly stripped off my down jacket, tore it up, and
A fresh wave of anxiety gripped me.Travis was sharp—smarter than the average man. He wouldn't have made it this far if he weren't. It wouldn't be easy to trick him.Before the thought had even fully formed, I heard Travis bark coldly, "Search every damn inch around here! She didn't jump!"One of his guys asked instinctively, "How do you know she didn't jump?""The last time she jumped off a cliff, she broke every bone in her body and spent three months bedridden," Travis snapped back. "There's no way in hell she'd put herself through that kind of agony again. She'd rather die first!"I froze, stunned. I never expected Travis to actually understand me this well."Look at her footprints—she's hiding somewhere close by. Turn this place inside out!" Travis yelled again.Travis had worked for Irvin long enough to know exactly how ruthless he could be. He knew he was as good as dead if he didn't catch me now.Because I'd had no time, the footprints I'd left were concentrated within
"Take every single one of them back!" Irvin shouted.With his single command, his men immediately seized Travis and everyone he had brought with him.Seeing how boldly he had Travis taken down without hesitation, I figured there was a good chance he had already rescued Julianne. Otherwise, he wouldn't be acting so confident. And Travis wouldn't be surrendering so easily.Just as I was thinking I could finally come out, I saw Irvin walk straight to the edge of the cliff. Then, without a word, he jumped. I stood there, completely stunned, unable to process what had just happened.No one saw it coming. Everyone on the hilltop stared open-mouthed, dumbfounded. Even Travis looked shocked at first, but then, he burst out laughing like a madman.Travis knew—he'd always known—that despite Irvin pampering Julianne, despite repeatedly hurting me for her sake, I was the one he loved most.And now, Irvin had jumped after me, hearing I'd gone off the cliff.Travis knew he was screwed eithe
Quinton wasn't cursing at Irvin or his crew for failing to stop him from jumping off that cliff. Instead, he cursed me out, blaming me for everything. According to him, I was nothing but trouble. If I wanted to die, fine—but how dare I drag Irvin down with me?Hearing his rage made me shrink deeper into my hiding place, holding my breath. If Quinton blamed me that much, thinking I was already dead, he'd lose it completely if he found out I was alive while Irvin had jumped. He'd probably kill me himself.Luckily, Quinton was more worried about Irvin right now. Without another word, he rushed back to the helicopter to look for him.Only after the mountaintop fell silent did I finally dare to move, slowly stretching my stiff, curled-up body.Then, carefully, I started making my way down the mountain.As the sun sank below the horizon, the temperature plummeted. The icy wind whipped against my face, sharp as a blade.The down jacket I had slashed earlier to fake my fall was now she
Emma was also quite smart. Once she calmed down, she immediately understood what I meant. She wanted to say something, but I had already opened the car door and pushed her out.Seeing several people swimming toward us, I shoved her again, urging her to leave quickly.In the face of life and death, survival would become an instinct for everyone. So even though she didn't wish me harm or want to leave me behind, she swam away with tears in her eyes. Not long after she left, those so-called "rescuers" surrounded me.When they noticed someone had swum away, they exchanged hand signals underwater, planning to send some after her and others to capture me. Realizing this, I quickly pointed at myself, trying to tell them that I was the one they were looking for. Then I turned and swam in the opposite direction, hoping to lure them away and buy her more time to escape. But even though they understood my gesture, they didn't believe me. They still sent people after her.They were very
There was only one road from the airport to the city, and William's car was right behind ours.Matthew, who was driving, immediately sensed something was wrong when he saw our car suddenly accelerating at an alarming speed.He quickly said, "Mr. Ashford, something's wrong with Ms. Quill's car!"William, who was busy reading the documents, immediately looked up. His gaze darkened when he saw how recklessly the car in front was moving."Catch up with them!" he ordered. At that moment, his phone rang. It was Noah calling, and he sounded anxious on the other end. "Uncle Will, are you with Emi right now? I just heard that Madeleine is planning to kill her! "I don't know the exact plan, but I heard they're making a move on the way from the airport to the city. You need to be careful! I'm heading to the airport right now!"Noah's words made William's expression grow even darker. …While Emma was still processing the situation, I noticed something strange about the driver. If the
Just like that, we came back alive from the brink of death in an instant. It felt like we were in hell one moment and in heaven the next.Perhaps I was still too scared. So scared that even after the plane had stabilized for a while, I still couldn't find any strength in my body. I was still shaken by the fear and couldn't fully snap out of it.William was also holding me tightly the entire time, not letting go. The softness of my body in his arms stirred something in him that he couldn't describe. He instinctively didn't want to let go.It wasn't until a flight attendant knocked on the door to check on us that I finally returned to my senses.William also let go of me instantly. The sudden emptiness in his arms left him feeling rather hollow.He came to realize something, and his already deep gaze darkened even more, making it even harder to read.After the flight attendant tidied up the cabin and left, William, who had been perfectly fine and warm just moments ago, suddenly tur
The flight attendant knocked on the entrance to the suite to signal her arrival and served our meal. Then, she left swiftly.William and I were eating and discussing our AI chip factory when his face suddenly turned red. He couldn't say a word.The moment I saw that, I immediately realized what was happening and rushed over to him.I moved behind him, wrapped my arms around his abdomen, and clenched my fists. With my palm facing upward, I tightened my arms and pressed my left fist forcefully into his upper abdomen again and again, until he finally spat out the seed of a fruit.He had accidentally swallowed the seed while eating dried fruit, and it had gotten stuck in his throat.William stared at the seed he'd just coughed up, looking flustered. A man like him, who was so strong and composed, had choked while eating. He couldn't believe it had actually happened.Especially in front of me!William, who was usually composed no matter the circumstances, now had a face flushed wit
William handed me a glass of champagne and said, "I heard Grace gave you a hard time again at the airport lounge."I hummed in response, confirming it. At the mention of Grace, a thought struck me, and I turned to him. "Mr. Ashford, many of your company's products seem to compete directly with the Hardwells'."Although most of my focus had been on research, I did know a little about the business world. After all, I had a company myself. "Yes, why?" William raised an eyebrow at me."If you're planning to enter the mainland market, wouldn't the Hardwells be your biggest competitor?" I asked.Upon hearing that, William's dark eyes lit up with interest. "Are you trying to join forces with me against the Hardwells?"I knew that I couldn't hide my intentions from someone like William, so I answered honestly, "I'm just thinking ahead. I wanted to see if you had similar plans. If so, maybe we could work together in the future."Going against the Hardwells alone was definitely impossi
At the same time, the same video was also delivered to Noah's grandfather, Mr. Hull Senior."This is the woman Noah's interested in? He refused a marriage alliance with Ms. Charter because of her?" Mr. Hull Senior questioned incredulously.His butler, who had been by his side for decades, lowered his head respectfully and answered, "Yes."Mr. Hull Senior scoffed. "What kind of judgment does he have? It's no wonder he doesn't measure up to his uncle."Noah might be excellent, but at his age, William had already built up the Ashfords into the wealthiest family in Redwood. In terms of cunning or any other aspect, he was still far behind William.The loyal butler remained silent as he respectfully stood off to the side."If anyone else was still left in this family, I'd never even consider passing it to Noah!" Mr. Hull Senior exclaimed, pounding his cane hard against the floor.The Hulls had built their fortune from casinos. Their business had shady beginnings, which meant they also
Lowering her head, Grace forcibly suppressed the murderous impulse rising in her chest. When she lifted it back up, her gaze was utterly apologetic."I'm truly sorry, Ms. Quill. My friend really did misunderstand you. Tim actually dropped me off earlier—that was why he was here," she said.Then, she turned to Lisa and said, "There's really nothing going on between Ms. Quill and Tim, Lisa. Tim was just dropping me off earlier. "When I went to the restroom, he happened to run into Ms. Quill. And because she was his brother's ex-wife, they exchanged greetings. That's all it was, so you jumped to the wrong conclusion."Plus, Ms. Quill is the one who cured Tim's legs, so we Hardwells owe her a great debt. She's definitely not a homewrecker! So, if you ever call her that again or anything of the sort, our friendship will be over!"Catching the message in Grace's gaze, Lisa immediately put on a sincere expression and apologized to me. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Quill, for completely misundersta
"Well? Say something!" the woman yelled. "If he wasn't Timothy, and you're not a homewrecker, then who was he? Can't say it, can you? Since you can't, it just proves you're a homewrecker!"You're just a social-climbing snake! You saw that the Hardwells were wealthier, so you used your dead ex-husband's likeness with Timothy as an excuse to try and latch onto them! You're so outrageous and vile!"I had never been insulted or cursed like this in my entire life. But I also didn't know how to fight back. This was yet another trouble Irvin had brought upon me, and the thought of this only made me resent him even more.Hearing the certainty in the woman's tone, the people around us began casting strange glances in my direction. After all, I hadn't said anything to defend myself, either.Just then, Grace walked over, looking regal and elegant."Stop it, Lisa. Ms. Quill isn't a homewrecker. Back then, she was just still in too much grief over the death of her ex-husband and mistook Tim fo
Irvin waited for the little boy to pick up his ball and waddle away.Then, he looked at me and said, "Let me take you to the airport first, Emi. Then, as promised, I won't appear in front of you unless absolutely necessary. We'll leave everything up to time and let it wear down the feelings we're clinging to."Things can change quickly, after all. So, why don't we just set aside what we can't solve right now? And who knows—maybe some time later, we'll both be able to work through these feelings again."I knew someone as stubborn as Irvin wouldn't let go of his fixation on getting back together with me over a simple plea. And since it really was time for me to leave for the airport, I didn't argue with him any further."There's no need for you to take me—my driver is already waiting," I said.With that, I walked past him and got into my car. However, Irvin didn't leave. Instead, he followed behind my car the entire way.The sheer size of the Hardwells' affairs kept Irvin incredibl