Se connecterTo 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
Charles had just left Mr. Carter’s office when his phone rang. It was Richard’s nanny. “Sir, please come home. Hurry. Miss Julie is here… she’s trying to take Richard away, and she’s destroying things.” Charles froze, his face going dark. Julie again. He was in this mess because of her. “I
Emily knocked at the door to Amelia’s room. She waited for a response, but there was nothing. “Amelia, open the door. It’s me,” she called softly, knocking again. Still no reply. She sighed. She had come to check on Amelia—not to force her to talk, but just to be there. She didn’t know exactly wh
Zayne stepped into his penthouse and slowly shut the door behind him. He stood there for a moment, not moving, just breathing. What was this feeling in his chest? It was heavy. Bitter. A knot that refused to loosen. He never imagined that Amelia...Amelia of all people would ever ignore him. Not
“The Carter's Industry will be holding a shareholders meeting this Friday,” Denovon said as he drove. Emily sat beside him quietly, her eyes on the road ahead but her thoughts miles away. Since she didn’t come to the family house with her car, she had no choice but to ride with Denovon to work. S







