LOGINBehind me, Wayne's heart-wrenching cries echoed through the air.I didn't look back.After handling the remaining matters in Saphira, I prepared to return to Grandor for good.Following the Seyfried family's bankruptcy and liquidation, Wayne was left burdened with enormous debt.Micah's men brought back news that when Wayne had fallen to his lowest point, Ingrid had stolen the last of his emergency funds and attempted to flee the country by boat. She was caught at the docks and sent to prison.Wayne later collapsed on the street from a perforated stomach ulcer and was rushed to the emergency room after a passerby called 911.The doctors saved his life. But for the rest of his days, he would be limited to a liquid diet and forced to face an endless stream of debt collectors.The weather cleared on the way to the airport. Sunlight streamed through the car window, bringing a warmth I had not felt in a very long time.My convoy arrived at the VIP entrance to the airport. Just as I
Even as the bloody scene unfolded, Wayne never spared Ingrid a single glance. Suddenly, he bent both knees and dropped to the ground in front of me. His pride and dignity broke down and vanished completely in that moment.…The day after the banquet ended, my family launched a devastating commercial assault against Seyfried Group. Its stock price plummeted day after day, and its entire cash flow chain collapsed.The powerful figures in Saphira who had once been close to Wayne distanced themselves from him after witnessing the Lachlan family's terrifying power.In less than half a month, every asset under the Seyfried family's name was seized by court order. The lofty and untouchable Wayne Seyfried no longer existed in Saphira.Winter settled over the city, and temperatures dropped well below freezing.For seven consecutive days, Wayne stood outside the luxury penthouse building where I lived. He wore only a thin suit, his hair was disheveled, and his face had taken on a sickl
Wayne paid no attention to the stares around him. He shoved aside anyone standing in his way and charged toward the stage without a care."Hillary! Come down! Come home with me!" He reached out, trying to grab the hem of my gown.Before his hand could even touch my dress, two towering bodyguards pinned him firmly to the floor.His knees slammed hard against the marble surface with a dull thud. He struggled desperately, lifting his head up to look at me. His eyes were filled with madness and desperate pleading."Hillary, it's me! Look at me! Stop this, okay? Come home with me!" he begged.I stood on the stage and looked down at the man being pinned to the ground, my gaze showing no trace or ripple of emotion. I remained utterly stoic.That calm stillness frightened Wayne more than any vicious curse ever could.Micah descended the steps and stopped in front of him. He took a handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped his hands. Then, without warning, he kicked Wayne ruthlessly
"Wayne, this dress is still a little too loose. Can you have someone alter it for me?" Ingrid asked.Wayne looked at the necklace that had originally belonged to me. Then, he looked at the ruined gown.Disgusted, he felt an overwhelming urge to retch.He rushed forward and ripped the necklace from Ingrid's neck while roaring furiously, "Take it off! Who gave you permission to wear her clothes? Take it off right now!"Ingrid let out a terrified scream at the sight of his bloodshot eyes.…One month later, bright lights illuminated the top-floor ballroom of Saphira's largest hotel, the Imperial Hotel. The Lachlan family, the wealthiest family in Grandor, had reserved the entire top floor for an extraordinarily grand homecoming banquet.Every prominent and influential figure in Saphira had been invited.Wayne attended the banquet with Ingrid.During the past month, several major overseas projects belonging to the Seyfried Group had come under relentless attack from unidentified f
Three hours later, the Lachlan family's private jet landed smoothly at the international airport beside Venmuth Harbor.Micah held my hand as we stepped off the plane.Two figures were waiting on the tarmac in the cold wind. The man was my father, Andrew Lachlan, who was the current head of the Lachlan family and the wealthiest man in Grandor. The woman was my mother, Portia Emerson.The moment Mom saw me, she rushed forward and threw her arms around me. Then, she started crying uncontrollably.She wept, "My precious girl, I finally found you! You've suffered so much these past seven years!"Dad stood nearby with reddened eyes, trembling as he reached out to pat my head.Looking at their aged, weathered faces, I could no longer hold back my tears.Seven years ago, I was involved in a massive multi-vehicle collision. I lost my memory and ended up stranded in Saphira, where Wayne took me in.I had thought Wayne was the only person in the world I could rely on.Only now did I lea
When I reached the intersection outside the manor district, 12 black Rolls-Royce Phantoms came to a synchronized stop in front of me through the snowstorm.The door of the car in the middle opened. Micah stepped out wearing a custom-made black overcoat. He strode toward me through the snow.The moment he saw my thin clothing and frostbitten cheeks, there was a look of fury that surged rapidly in his eyes. He removed the overcoat that still carried his body heat and wrapped it tightly around me, pulling me protectively into his arms."How could Wayne let you stand in the snow dressed like this?" he fumed, clenching his jaw hard. His voice was thick with suppressed rage, and he looked heartbroken. He apologized, "Sorry, Hillary. I came too late."I leaned against his broad, reassuring shoulder. At that moment, I felt the warmth of family and affection that I hadn't experienced in so long.I shook my head and spoke in a remarkably calm tone. "Not at all. Your timing was perfect. Le







