Mag-log in"Grandpa..."Arnold could not accept it.He'd spent his entire life living and training as a future heir.Henry, on the other hand, only spent all his time taking care of his daughter. He did not understand why Henry was now in charge of the family.Henry gave a sarcastic laugh. "I have no interest in taking over this broken family!""You have to!"Mr. Gray Senior dropped the bait. "Aren't you looking for Iris mother? You'll have all the resources you need if you take over the Gray family. Wouldn't it be easier to find her then?" Henry kept quiet.He must admit that what Mr. Gray Senior said was quite tempting.He had no reason to turn the offer down, if only for the sake of his daughter, Iris."Fine. I'll take over the family."After hearing the answer Mr. Gray Senior wanted, he nodded in satisfaction and finally could rest peacefully. He closed his eyes, smiling faintly.The cardiac monitor beside the bed let out a sharp, piercing sound.Finally, the line on the monitor went flat..
When he looked up, he noticed a shard pressing against Arnold's neck, and the one who was holding the shard was Elisa. She now had him hostage. He was so useless!Mr. Gray Senior closed his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood."Grandpa!" Arnold yelled anxiously.He wanted to check on Mr. Gray Senior's condition, but Elisa stopped him."Don't move!" Elisa pushed the shard harder against Arnold's neck.When Arnold wanted to return to his room, he froze in shock at the sight of military Humvees charging into the Gray residence. So, Elisa seized the opportunity to hold him hostage, planning to use him as leverage for a safe escape from the Gray. What she didn't expect was that Damien Russell was the one in the military Humvees trying to destroy the Gray residence.Elisa kept Arnold captive until she was at the stairway, then kicked him down.She looked at Damien with a light-hearted smile. "Great, I can finally relax now that you're here."Elisa could no longer hold herself up and fell
His recoil provided Elisa with the opportunity she needed. She jumped out of bed and smashed the lamp against the wall. The lamp shattered into pieces. Elisa picked up one of the shards and gripped it tightly in her hand. The sharp edge cut into her palm, and blood began to drip. She held on fiercely, using it as a weapon to keep Arnold at bay. "Take one step closer and I'll slit your throat. Go ahead, try me!" she snarled. Arnold was furious. He should never have gone soft on her just now! But at least the drug was working. Elisa's cheeks had turned red, and her eyes were hazy. It wouldn't be long until she exhausted herself. Or so he thought. To his utter shock, Elisa suddenly drew the shard across her own arm. The pain cleared her mind instantly, and her gaze regained its sharpness. "You..." Arnold was dumbfounded. He was in disbelief that Elisa was willing to hurt herself just to stay in control. Elisa, panting from the sting, glared coldly at him. "Get out!" She knew t
Elisa left the Walsh residence right after saying her piece. Yet as she walked away, her mind was a mess. Maybe her parents were right. She was a cold-hearted, ungrateful person incapable of showing love or loyalty to family. Even with Clive on his deathbed, she had still rejected his request without hesitation, even going so far as to declare her intention to start her own medical center. Her words must have felt like daggers to him. But what Clive said hurt her just as deeply. Those words were hidden under the façade of family. It was clearly an attempt to convince her to be a pawn for the Walshes, Harvey, and Harmony Medical Center. Elisa shook her head, frustrated. She was so buried in thought that she failed to see the two vicious men in black suits approaching silently from behind. Before she could react, a hand grabbed her face. Elisa struggled as she tried to scream. Her instincts kicked in. Her fingers reached for her pocket where she kept a vial of homemade poison pow
Clive struggled to open his eyes. When he saw Elisa, he gave her a slight smile. "Lisa, you're here? Good, good... Seeing you one last time brings me peace." For once, Elisa felt a rare hint of guilt. She had been aware that Clive had collapsed and suffered an injury, but she had not paid him a single visit. She was always finding excuses to avoid stepping foot in the Walsh residence. She told herself it was because Harvey was there and would never let her enter. But the truth was, she simply didn't want to go. Stepping closer, she called softly, "Grandpa..." No matter what, she couldn't forget how just a few months ago, Isabelle had stirred up trouble by inciting Melvin to act against her, which led to Lance taking advantage of the chaos to kidnap her. Once Clive heard about it, he stood up for Elisa without hesitation, even at the risk of offending the Chavezes. That act of kindness had always stayed with her. "Such a good girl," Clive murmured, patting Elisa's hand before sh
Elisa closed her laptop with a soft click, raising an eyebrow as she smirked. "Don't idolize me too much. It's all just survival skills." Her tone was light, but the truth ran deeper. Growing up, Elisa had been like a sponge, absorbing everything she could get her hands on. The books she'd read, the knowledge she'd gathered, the medical texts she'd pored over, and the hacking techniques she'd taught herself were things no one could ever take away from her. No matter what, they were hers to keep. "Alright, it's time for me to check out some medical centers," she said, tossing her backpack over her shoulder. It was the same backpack she had thrown aside in her rush to save Carmen not long ago. Thankfully, she had recovered it, herbs and all, after the chaos had settled. Although Elisa had spent a good chunk of time helping Carmen get even, exposing the creep behind the photos and dealing with the others involved, she hadn't been slacking on other things. She still made time each da







