When I reached the ballroom, the once lively and elegant room was a complete disaster. Grandma was being yanked around by Amara, forcing Grandma to watch a video on her phone. Cordelia was shoved to her knees off to the side, her mouth covered by two men in black suits.Mom, Henry, Jeremy, and the rest of the guests were huddled on the floor, squeezed against the walls under the pressure of two rows of bodyguards, too scared to move. "You old hag, open your eyes! Look at what your precious granddaughter's done—seducing a married man, pushing his pregnant wife down, and causing a miscarriage! She was five months pregnant, and Emilia still shoved her! How vicious! How evil! She deserves to die!" Amara yanked at Grandma so hard she could barely stay on her feet. "Stop spouting nonsense! Emi would never do something like that! Let me go—let me go!" Grandma shouted.She fought to break free, but Amara only tightened her grip. Seeing Grandma stumble like she was about to fall,
Henry couldn't take it anymore either. "That's enough," he said. "This isn't Emi's fault. Why are you hitting her? She already feels guilty enough! And no matter what, she's your daughter. How could you tell her to die? You're really…"Henry swallowed the rest of his words. He was also worried about Grandma. So he didn't want to argue with Mom any further.Despite all his flaws, he had always been a devoted son to Grandma.Meanwhile, Julianne, who had followed us there, took out her phone and recorded me breaking down. After sending the video out, she began rewatching it, indulging in my pain."Emi, this is just the beginning," she murmured. She truly believed that the heavens were on her side.Julianne had been longing for revenge but lacked the power to do anything. She was also afraid that if William found out, he'd leave her, and she'd lose everything.Just as she was torn and unsure of what to do, the Hardwells showed up as a perfect ally. She didn't even have to lift a fi
I turned and saw Grace standing on the stairs, looking down at me like I was a bug she could crush with a single finger.My hands clenched into fists instinctively at my sides. Noticing them, she let out a mocking laugh. "Ms. Quill, are you regretting your disrespect last time?"I stayed silent, my fists tightening.Assuming that I didn't have the courage to talk back to her, she smirked even more condescendingly. "Hopefully this will be a lesson for you. When it's time to kneel, you kneel."Grace came from a prominent family and married into the wealthiest family in Lestoria. No one had ever dared speak to her the way I did at the hospital.It had enraged her so much that she flew all the way here herself, even after sending Amara to do her dirty work. She wanted to see with her own eyes how miserable and regretful I'd become for provoking her.Even so, I didn't kneel.She raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? Still don't realize you should be kneeling, Ms. Quill? Or are you ho
Grace's custom-made designer coat was now covered in dirty footprints from my shoes. She looked completely disheveled. After being helped up by her bodyguards, it took her a long while to recover.Back then, at the Lestoria Hospital, I merely talked back to her, and she couldn't handle it. She lost her composure and came all the way here. Now that I had actually hit her, it completely pushed her over the edge. "Emilia, just you wait!" she screamed. "I'll do everything I can to destroy you!"She had no idea where I got the nerve to do that to her.I had only shown her a bit of disrespect, and she retaliated by sending Grandma to the emergency room. So, wasn't I supposed to be scared of her? Shouldn't I be begging for mercy?How dare I fight back?How dare I?With such a lowly identity and status, I had actually hit her.In her entire life, no one had dared to even point a finger at her. And yet, I hit her?The more Grace thought about it, the more unhinged she became. Her ey
"Mr. Timothy…" Dorothy wanted to say more, but the moment she met Irvin's deadly cold gaze, her words caught in her throat.She didn't know why, but even though Irvin was supposedly the fake heir raised in a lowly household outside, he sometimes exuded a presence even more terrifying and condescending than the real Timothy.Just one glance from him was enough to silence her.Irvin walked toward me. "How's Grandma?" he asked.I couldn't bring myself to greet him warmly. After all, this chaos started because of him.He seemed to read my thoughts and instinctively said, "I'm sorry, Emi."Then, he quickly added, "When I heard about Grandma, I rushed over with Professor John, a top expert in this field. Let's have him take a look at her, okay?"There was no way I could turn down something that might help Grandma. So, I led Professor John inside right away.Irvin knew me far too well.Even without seeing me, he could always guess exactly what I was thinking. He knew what he had to d
Dorothy thought that the way Irvin and I acted was proof that we were both raised in lowly households. We were tactless and utterly lacked the grace expected of those in high society.Although Dorothy was a housekeeper, working in one of the most elite families had inflated her sense of importance.To her, true members of high society were always dignified and elegant. Whatever they did, they would first consider the consequences and how their actions might affect their social networks.They would always act with restraint. She had never seen anyone so recklessly crossing the boundaries of social classes. She simply couldn't understand how a low-born girl dared lay hands on someone of higher status.After Dorothy was dragged away, Irvin took my hand and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."He wanted to protect me, but I wasn't moved by it. If it hadn't been for him, none of this would have happened.I yanked my hand away. "Mr. Hardwell, please remember your identity."He was n
Grace turned to me once Agatha had calmed down.The wildness in her eyes from earlier, after I had hit her, was gone. In its place was a deceptively soft gaze. Despite this, I felt as though there were countless sharp arrows aimed at me. If looks could kill, I would already be full of holes now.Unlike Agatha, who merely wanted to hurt me out of spite, Grace seemed to be after something more.As she looked at Irvin with an aggrieved expression, Grace said, "I just want justice for what she did to me, Tim. If you won't allow me that, I'll go to the police."When she glanced back at me, she looked like a venomous snake in the dark, poised to strike and sink its fangs into me at any moment."You're looking at at least ten years in prison, Ms. Quill, if I report you," she indirectly threatened with her gaze fully on me.Grace had already gotten me arrested once, even though I hadn't pushed her. But this time, I had violently raised my hand against her. Given who she was, she would su
Fabric bunched in Grace's hands as she clenched them underneath her blanket. Unable to keep up appearances anymore, her expression had become frighteningly thunderous.She never anticipated this would happen. Grace had thought she would be able to squash me easily, like I was a bug. Yet, I had turned around and bit her—hard.Agatha was stunned too, like she couldn't believe what was happening either. I wasn't just fearless, but I had even backed Grace into a corner."You all want Irvin to play Timothy and remain in the Hardwell family. Fine then, it's none of my business what you make him do. But from now on, leave me out of it! "Stay away from my grandmother and my mentor! If either of you dares to do anything to them or drag them into this again, we'll all go down together!" I warned.I knew full well that I was no match for the Hardwells. Going up against them would be like trying to stop a bullet with my bare hands. That being said, that only applied under the assumption that
William wasn't the type to repay a life-saving favor. So, for the past two years, Julianne had always wondered why he treated her so well and was especially attentive to her health.It was only after she returned to Claudeville that she finally understood.It turned out William had a sickly niece he cherished dearly—one whose survival depended on Julianne. Upon learning this, she suddenly felt she had the upper hand again.While she still couldn't figure William out entirely, she had come to understand him somewhat. She knew he would continue to tolerate her—for the sake of his sickly niece—as long as she didn't do anything out of line.To be clear, Julianne made my life difficult because she hated me. But as long as she didn't harm me, she knew no one would hold it against her. After all, William's niece needed her blood to live.The more she thought about this, the more pleased she became.I could see it plainly in her eyes. Her expression seemed to say that even after all thes
Seeing how determined I was, Emma didn't press any further.Just as we were about to leave in the car, another car pulled up beside ours. When I saw who stepped out of it, my eyes widened in shock.Emma saw them too and tugged at my sleeve in surprise. "Emilia, isn't that your ex-husband's brother and sister-in-law?"I was just about to say yes when Grace suddenly collapsed into Irvin's arms. He picked her up and rushed toward the hospital.Seeing this reminded me of how I had wished that Irvin would come and save me when I was drowning.I chuckled mockingly.Noticing something was off with me, Emma turned to me. "Emilia, what's wrong?"I withdrew my gaze. "Nothing."Then I told the driver to start driving.As the car drove out of the hospital, Emma stared at me. She hesitated at first, but then curiosity got the better of her "Emilia, looking at how you reacted to your ex-husband's brother… Is it true that he's actually not Timothy, but Irvin?" she asked.She had been with
Only after our car had driven far into the distance did William finally withdraw his gaze from Noah's car."Was Ms. Quill's assistant rescued?" he asked.Matthew immediately replied, "Yes, she's been taken to the hospital. She's out of danger."William hummed indifferently in response, then got into the car and left.…By the time I woke up in the hospital, night had already fallen.I was surprised to see Noah sitting at my bedside—surprised that I was still alive and that it was Noah who had come to save me.Seeing me awake, Noah stood up excitedly. "Emi, how are you feeling? I'll get the doctor!"I wanted to tell him I was fine, but my voice came out hoarse when I opened my mouth.Suddenly, I remembered something and quickly reached out to grab Noah before he could leave to call the doctor.Before I could even ask, he already knew what I was going to ask. "Your assistant's fine. She woke up even earlier than you," he said. Hearing that, I breathed a sigh of relief.Noah
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