LOGINTo all my amazing readers, Thank you—from the depth of my heart—for walking through this journey with me. Your support, your patience, your comments, and your love kept me going every step of the way. I am truly grateful to everyone who stayed with this story until the very end. If at any point th
“Okay, Daddy,” Dimitri agreed. “I’ll go tell Mrs. Gloria to get me ready!” Denovon set him down carefully, and Dimitri dashed off to find Mrs. Gloria—who wasn’t just their cook but also Dimitri’s nanny. “Slow down, Dimitri!” Emily called with a tired sigh. “Why does he like running every time?”
“I promise you will never be at a disadvantage.” The words suddenly crossed Emily’s mind one warm summer afternoon as she was tidying her son’s room. She paused, walked quickly to the shelf, and pulled out a book that had been untouched for a long time. She opened a page—and there it was. Her
Emily lay on the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on her tiny son sleeping in the crib beside her. It had been four days since she gave birth, yet everything still felt unreal. She kept staring at him, afraid that if she blinked too long, he might disappear. They were still in the hospital and would re
(The Next Day) Emily’s eyelashes fluttered slowly, like they were too heavy to lift. Her lips parted, and she released a faint, shaky breath before her eyes finally opened—tired, hazy, but alive. “You’re awake,” Denovon said in relief, quickly leaning forward. He had been watching her for hours, w
Denovon had never felt so helpless in his life. He paced back and forth in front of the labour room door, his hands clenched tightly, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was punching his chest. Every soft cry and every faint sound coming from inside the room made his whole body stiffen in fea
Reuben opened his eyes slowly, his forehead frowning from the sharp headache pounding through his skull. He let out a deep sigh, realizing once again that he was still in the hospital. He had woken up before but had drifted back to sleep from the pain. He tried to sit up but gasped, a low groan esc
“Please,” Evelyn screamed in pain from the slap she had received. Her body trembled with fear. She had been woken by the slap. “Shut up!” Reuben barked angrily. He was going mad because of Denovon’s action. How dare he kidnap his grandfather? Denovon had taken him by surprise. Reuben’s mind had no
"Which truth?" Old Martin Rowland asked with a frown, pretending not to understand what Reuben was saying. His hand, hidden under the table, clenched tightly. His face looked calm, but his heart was pounding fast. The way Reuben was looking at him told him that he must have already known the truth.
“Answer my question,” Reuben asked again in annoyance. “Of course they killed him,” Old Martin Rowland said sharply, his voice filled with bitterness. “He wouldn’t have died if not for them. If Gregory had handed me the company, it wouldn’t have resulted in that.” His face tightened with anger, ref







