LOGIN“Enough!” John’s voice cut sharply through the room. His voice was firm and commanding. The anger in his tone made everyone freeze. Sia stopped mid-sentence, her chest rising heavily as she turned to face him. “Father—” she tried to protest, her voice shaking with rage and pain. “Leave the room,” John said coldly. His eyes hardened. “And I mean now.” The authority in his voice left no room for argument. Sia’s jaw tightened. She turned slowly, but before leaving, she shot Delphine one last burning glare—one filled with hatred and accusation. Then she walked out, slamming the door shut behind her. The silence that followed was heavy and uncomfortable. John exhaled slowly and turned his attention back to Delphine. His voice softened, though the tiredness in it was clear. “Delphine, I am sorry for what Sia said to you,” he said calmly. “She is hurting. We all are hurting.” Delphine lowered her head slightly, playing the role of the wounded woman perfectly. “I understand,” she
A bodyguard opened the back door of Carl’s black car and stepped aside. Carl came out first. He adjusted his suit calmly before turning back and stretching out his hand. Delphine placed her hand in his, and he helped her down carefully, his grip firm and reassuring. The moment her feet touched the ground, her heart began to race. “I’m so scared, Carl,” she whispered, clutching his arm tightly. “Are you sure about this?” Her eyes were wide with fear and uncertainty. Delphine still could not believe that the Wyndham family was truly ready to welcome her into their home. She knew her past in this family was ugly. She knew her name carried a bad record, judgment, and resentment. But becoming a Wyndham was an ambition she could never let go. Never. Carl turned to her and smiled softly. His voice was gentle and full of assurance. “I told you before,” he said calmly. “My parents are expecting us. They already approved of you. So relax and just be yourself.” His words were sweet, b
For the first time in many years, the Winthrope family had a reason to truly celebrate. The large dining hall was filled with warmth, soft music, and carefully arranged dishes. The long dining table sparkled under the golden chandelier above it. Laughter floated in the large room, something rare in the Winthrope household. Everything seemed perfect for them. Rebecca Winthrope sat at the head of the table, her face glowing with happiness. Her smile was wide and proud. Across from her sat her husband, Brian Winthrope. His posture was relaxed and his expression pleased as he watched his daughter and the man seated beside her. Delphine Winthrope was glowing too. Joy filled her from the inside out. Everything she had worked for—schemed for—had finally fallen into place. Bringing a Wyndham into her family had been her dream for years. She had chased Gabriel relentlessly, but she had failed. And yet, here she was. Life had given her a second chance. Who would have thought that Carl’
Carl did not open his mouth.He did not move.His body stiffened under Delphine’s touch, like a man fighting a war inside himself. The warmth of her lips was still fresh on his mouth, but his mind refused to respond.Delphine felt it immediately.She pulled away slowly and stared at him, shock written clearly on her face. This was not the Carl she knew. The Carl she had always controlled, the Carl who would do anything just to look into her eyes, just to touch her skin, that Carl will be jumping for joy now. But he looked different.She knew she had been using him, and she also knew he had known.Yet, no matter how badly she treated him in the past, he never resisted her like this. He never pushed her away with silence.The rejection angered her.She knew he had every right to be angry. But now that fate had finally revealed his true identity—now that he was the real heir to the Wyndham empire—there was no way she would let him slip through her fingers.She had already lost Gabriel to
“A new leader has finally been installed in the Wyndham family dynasty.” The voice of the news reporter filled the living room, loud. “The empire has announced the popular actor, Carl Hompton—now known as Carl Wyndham—as the new CEO of the Wyndham Empire. This comes after Gabriel Wyndham stepped down following the shock and trauma of his missing pregnant wife, Mrs. Isla Wyndham, who has been missing for one month.” The reporter’s voice continued, but it slowly faded into the background as Diana’s crying grew louder. Her sobs were broken and painful, like each breath hurt her chest. Betty quickly picked up the remote and reduced the volume of the television. “I think you should just switch it off,” Charles muttered, his voice heavy with sadness. “It’s not helping anyone.” Betty nodded and turned the television off completely. The room fell into silence, except for Diana’s cries. Diana leaned weakly against Charles’ chest, her hands clutching his shirt as she sobbed like a woma
2 John stood up suddenly, as if he could no longer bear sitting still. His face was tight with tension, his thoughts heavy. He picked up his phone and walked a few steps away before making a quick call. “Yes, it’s me,” he said quietly but firmly. “Put her on the line.” He ended the call and turned back toward Gabriel. Without saying another word, he stretched out his hand and passed the phone to him. “This is all I can do for you,” John said softly. “Talk to her. For now.” Gabriel’s hands trembled slightly as he collected the phone. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it would break through his chest. He lifted the phone to his ear and waited. He waited to hear Isla’s voice. John did not stay to watch. He turned around immediately and walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind him. He knew this moment was private. As he walked down the hallway, the sounds of quiet crying reached him. When he entered the sitting room, Gladys was still sobbing softly, her face bu







