Chapter 6

 Dylan removed his jacket and wrapped it around Selena.

“Dylan!”

Selena’s voice cracked as she buried herself in his arms, trembling like a leaf.

“It’s over now,” Dylan whispered gently, but his icy stare pinned Harvey to the floor. The man lay there dazed, still unsure of what had just happened.

Dylan straightened, his voice cold and sharp. “From this moment on, the Edwards Group cuts all ties with the Walters Group.”

The room fell silent, apart from the clicks of cameras. The reporters, still holding their mics, seemed frozen.

“Get out,” Dylan ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Grabbing Selena’s hand, he guided her out of Havier’s hotel. Everything had happened so fast that the crowd barely reacted.

But the reporters quickly swarmed Cassidy. Flashbulbs popped, microphones shoved in her face.

“Miss Williams, how does it feel to see your rival humiliated?”

“You were Dylan’s wife six years ago. What do you think of his new girlfriend?”

“Do you know anything about Selena?”

Cassidy’s eyes darkened. She pulled Rodel close, shielding his ears. “Clear the way, or there will be consequences.”

The reporters hesitated. They knew Rodel’s identity—and that the Helton Group’s power rivaled the Edwards.

On the second floor, Noel and Nardy peeked from behind a door, hearts pounding.

“Nardy, Mom and Dad Helton already left,” Noel whispered.

“Let’s go home now. If Mom finds out we stayed, she’ll explode!”

But heavy footsteps echoed down the hall.

“What happened? Why did the lights go out?”

“I don’t know, Mr. Farrell. Someone cut the power… but nothing showed on the cameras.”

A tall man in a white suit strode into view. Ben Farrell—the city’s hotel king, known for his charm and ruthless streak. The boys exchanged a worried glance and held their breath.

“Strange. Not even the cameras caught the culprit,” Ben mused, his eyes sharp and cold beneath his smile.

Nardy’s voice shook. “We’re in trouble.”

“Maybe we can apologize with gifts?” Noel suggested nervously.

But before anyone else spoke, Ben slapped his bodyguard across the face. The sound cracked through the hallway.

“You think these people need gifts?” Ben snapped, frustration burning in his eyes.

Suddenly, he kicked open the door. Noel flinched, raising his arms to protect himself as the door rebounded.

Ben squinted, spotting the boys crouched behind the door.

For a second, his coldness softened into surprise. “Well, look at that. Brave little spies.”

“Where are your parents?” he asked with a smirk.

“Run, Nardy!” Noel shouted.

Nardy sprang up, kicking at Ben’s side. Ben caught the boy’s leg with ease, but in that split second, both kids bolted.

Ben’s grin widened. “Clever. Catch them!”

The bodyguards chased after them, but Noel and Nardy dashed down the stairs, out the door, and toward a sleek Ferrari parked outside.

Without a word, Nardy jumped behind the wheel and slammed on the gas.

The car screeched away as the bodyguards burst out the door—too late.

Ben appeared beside them, watching the taillights disappear into the night.

His eyes narrowed, a dangerous smile curling on his lips.

“Now this… just got interesting.”

“They got away, Mr. Farrell,” a bodyguard reported, catching his breath.

Ben’s eyes stayed fixed on the empty street, the anger fading from his face, replaced by something more dangerous—curiosity.

“Two kids… one of them knew martial arts… and could drive a Ferrari?” Ben muttered under his breath, a crooked smile forming. “Now that’s not something you see every day.”

He turned to his men. “Pull the nearby road footage. I want to know exactly who we’re dealing with.”

“Yes, sir.”

Meanwhile, inside the speeding car, Noel finally exhaled. His heart still raced.

“Nardy… we can’t keep driving this car. That man’s going to check the cameras for sure,” Noel warned.

Nardy nodded, already pulling over. “You drive. I’ll mess with the system.”

The twins quickly switched seats. As Noel gripped the wheel, Nardy opened his laptop, fingers flying over the keys.

Nardy's eyes widened as he checked the time. “Uh-oh… we’ve got ten minutes before Mom gets home.”

“Then buckle up!” Noel stomped on the accelerator as Nardy hacked into the surveillance system, blocking camera feeds along the route.

Back at Havier’s Hotel, a staff member rushed to Ben. “Sir… there’s something strange. The surveillance on the surrounding streets… it’s all malfunctioning.”

Ben’s eyes sparkled with amusement. His smirk returned. “Interesting… very interesting.”

Ten minutes later…

Cassidy stepped out of Rodel’s car in front of her house.

“Cassidy,” Rodel offered with a gentle smile, “How about working at my company? You’ll be safe there.”

Cassidy smiled faintly, but her answer was clear. “Thank you… for everything today. But… I’m not ready for that.”

“You don’t have to decide now,” Rodel replied softly. His eyes lingered on her, warm but patient. “I’ve waited six years. I can wait a little longer… or even forever.”

Cassidy’s heart squeezed at his words. She hugged him briefly. “Thank you… truly.”

“You don’t have to thank me. Go see Noel and Nardy. I’ll enroll them in the hospital kindergarten soon.”

“Alright… take care,” Cassidy said, turning toward the door.

The moment she opened it, a small figure stood there holding a glass of milk.

“Welcome home, my queen,” Noel announced dramatically, bowing like a little gentleman, his cheeks flushed from running.

Cassidy’s eyes softened as she knelt down, brushing his hair back. “My sweet boy… I love you so much.” She chuckled. “Feeling confident, are we?”

“It’s just hot… we’ve been… uh… playing,” Noel stammered, avoiding her gaze.

From the kitchen, Nardy appeared, wiping flour off his hands. “Mom, how was your night?”

Cassidy smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Messy… but not the worst night I’ve had.”

Later, after freshening up, Cassidy emerged from the bathroom, only to find Nardy handing her a laptop.

“Mom… are you really going to work at Daddy Helton’s company? If it’s too much, you can say no.”

Cassidy smiled at her son’s concern, but there was pride in her eyes. “Why wouldn’t I? Besides, I have to take care of you two.”

The truth was, in the design world, Cassidy was a hidden legend—the elusive “Queen” who never appeared in public. The nickname? Nardy and Noel’s idea.

To the world, she was a mystery. To her sons, she was everything.

And soon… her hidden talent was about to collide with the dangerous world outside their door.

And this time… hiding wouldn’t be an option.