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
“Are you sure, George?” Denovon asked with a steady voice. “I’m very sure, sir. That’s her location,” George replied with confidence. Denovon narrowed his eyes at him, silently demanding an explanation. “The necklace I gave her has a tracker,” George said in relief, glad that at least they now ha
Reuben still stood there, breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on the lifeless body hanging on the tree. Old Martin Rowland’s legs dangled weakly, the evening wind swaying him slightly. Reuben didn’t blink. He didn’t even move. “You deserve it,” he muttered under his breath, his voice rough and filled
Emily walked out of the detention center in a daze, her hand tightly holding the photograph Reuben had given her. Her name is Laura. Those words kept echoing in her mind again and again. That was her late mother’s name. It wasn’t just about the name...the picture looked familiar. “Please take me
Vivienne barely walked away from Serena when her steps froze. Just a few meters away, Leo leaned lazily against his black car, his hands shoved casually into his pockets as if he had been waiting for her. Her eyes widened in surprise. Her heart skipped. She hadn’t expected to see him here not after







