Being locked away in a dark room, cut off from the outside world—the confusion and anxiety could break people.Stanley knew how to torment someone.Halsey curled his lips into a smirk. "Jessica deserves this. She had stolen Wendy's identity and lived in luxury for years. These three days are just her getting back what she deserves!"Wendy's eyes were cold as ice. Right now, all she wanted was to avenge her father.Just then, Wendy turned to look out the window. She was surprised to see that many of the roads were blocked off. "Why are they closing these roads?" she asked, puzzled.Halsey was equally confused. "This is one of the main roads in Hovendale. I've never seen it closed off before. What's going on here?"Stanley glanced out the window, his brows knitting into a frown. "I'm not sure what's going on either."Halsey looked at him, astonished. "Mr. Hawk, you're the richest man in Hovendale. How can you not know about the road closures here? This is the first time I've see
Stanley said Jessica was just reaping what she sowed, but she didn't think that was true.Stanley didn't want to spare Jessica another glance. He extended his long legs and walked away from her.He was leaving. But Jessica couldn't let him leave. She collapsed to the ground and started screaming. "Stanley, don't go! Why are you doing this to me? Ever since you married Wendy, I've seen you change. You've fallen for her a long time ago, haven't you? Now that you know Wendy was the girl from back then, you can't wait to throw me aside. You can't do this to me!"No matter how much Jessica shouted, Stanley didn't turn back. She could no longer earn even a second of his attention.Zayn looked down at Jessica, who was still lying on the floor. "Ms. Jessica, Mr. Hawk is right. You're reaping what you sowed."Jessica looked up at Zayn. She knew that Zayn had long sided with Wendy. He had always liked Wendy. Gripping her fist in frustration, she spat, "Why? Why does everyone love Wend
Stanley believed Jessica was nothing more than Wendy's shadow.The truth was, Jessica had known this all along—but she refused to believe it. "I'm the real pride of the Crone family. Wendy's just some country girl! She can't compare to me!" she yelled.Stanley's eyes turned icy cold. "Who gave you the right to insult her?"One of the bodyguards stepped forward, delivering a sharp slap to Jessica's face.Smack!Jessica's head jerked to the side from the force.But the slap didn't end there. The bodyguard's hand came down again and again, each strike hard and unforgiving, landing across Jessica's face. In no time, both of her cheeks were swollen and bruised, and blood was beginning to trickle from the corner of her mouth."Stop! Please, it hurts!" Jessica begged, unable to hold back.Stanley raised his hand, signaling the bodyguards to stop. They stepped back, returning to their positions.Jessica's legs gave out beneath her, and she crumpled to the ground.Raised in pampered
Wendy said it was too late.She told Stanley that everything was too late.Stanley shook his head. "No, it's not too late! If you just give me one more chance, everything can still be fixed."Wendy pushed him away gently, wiping the tears from her face. "I think you've said everything you needed to. It's time for you to leave now.""No, Wendy, I—" Wendy placed her hand on her flat stomach, her voice steady but tired. "It's late. I'm tired, I want to rest. Please, just leave."Stanley's gaze dropped, slowly landing on Wendy's abdomen. His voice softened as he said, "Are you worried about the baby? I know it's not mine, but I'll treat him like my own. I'll love you, and I'll love this child."Wendy stood silently, not knowing how to respond.Stanley still thought the child wasn't his.Yet, she didn't feel the need to explain. Once she dealt with the Crone family, she would leave. There was no need to try and explain things to Stanley."Please leave now."Seeing the cold dista
Wendy stepped aside, opening the door. "Come in," she said quietly.Stanley walked in. They stood there in the living room, the weight of the moment hanging between them. Wendy broke the silence, her voice cool. "Mr. Hawk, is there something you need?"The formal title hung in the air, creating an invisible barrier and keeping him at a distance.Stanley took a step closer. "Wendy, please don't be so cold to me. All these years, I never knew it was you. I've been searching for you."Wendy nodded slowly. "I know. I know everything."Stanley reached out and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. "Please, give me another chance. We've lost so many years, but I don't want to lose you again."Wendy pushed him away, her voice firm. "It's too late! I've given you so many chances. I gave you a chance when we were getting divorced, when Jessica and I were both kidnapped. Even when I was on the operating table for a miscarriage, I prayed you'd show up in time. But every time I need
Why was Stanley calling?Wendy thought for a moment, then pressed the button to answer the phone. "Hello, Mr. Hawk."Stanley's voice came through immediately, deep and gravelly. "Wendy, why won't you see me? I really need to talk to you. I just want to see you for a moment!"Wendy's voice trembled slightly as she responded, "We've already cleared up the misunderstandings at the hospital. We've said everything there is to say. There's nothing left between us."Stanley paused for a few seconds, his voice softer now. "Can we meet? I—""No!" Wendy cut him off, refusing to give him any chance to continue.Stanley was silent for a moment.Wendy didn't hesitate. "It's getting late. I'm going to rest now."With that, she ended the call.From across the room, Halsey said, "Wendy, if you don't want to see him, that's fine. But you should know that Jessica is now in his hands, and he's given the Crone family a three-day deadline. Once that's up, we'll know who the real murderer is. We
Cecelia let out a cold laugh. "Hah! Stanley was never around much. Now he's suddenly rushing over, desperate to see her."However, she was always respectful of Wendy. "Wendy, this is your decision. Do you want to see him?"Wendy placed her hand gently on her stomach, her gaze distant. "We've already resolved our past. There's nothing left to say between us. I don't want to see him. Tell him to leave."Halsey nodded. "Got it."She walked over to the door and opened it again. Looking at Stanley, she said, "Please go. Wendy doesn't want to see you."Stanley's voice was rough, almost pleading. "Did you tell her that I have something to say?""I did," Halsey replied, "but she said you've resolved the past, and there's nothing more to discuss. It's over."Over?Stanley shook his head, his frustration evident. "It's not over between us! Let me in. I need to talk to her myself.""She's pregnant. She needs to rest, and she doesn't want to see you. You need to respect that."With tha
When Harry made the call, Lilian couldn't help but smile. A satisfied grin spread across her face.Her daughter was finally on the brink of soaring to new heights!As Lilian walked out of the room, Edith, Trish, Archer, and Natalie all watched her closely, their eyes filled with anticipation. Edith asked, "Has Harry made his decision?"Lilian nodded. "Yes. He's making the call right now."Edith, overcome with excitement, slammed her cane on the floor. "Good! That's great!"Trish, still trying to grasp the situation, asked, "Grandma, who is Uncle Harry calling?""You don't need to ask for the details. Just know that someone important from the Capital is coming to Hovendale. We need to prepare ourselves to welcome this man!"Trish looked at Edith and Lilian, both of them beaming with excitement, their eyes shining. Though Trish had no idea who this important person from the Capital was, she couldn't help but feel a rising sense of tension. She had a feeling that this individua
Trish, confused, asked, "Uncle Harry can save Jessica? She's in Mr. Hawk's hands, and with Wendy involved, what can you possibly do to save her?"Harry remained silent, not uttering a word.Trish stepped forward, urgency in her voice. "If you have a way to get us out of this, tell us! What are you waiting for?"After a long moment of silence, Harry turned and walked away without a word.Lilian quickly followed, calling out, "Honey!"Trish wanted to follow as well, but was stopped by Edith. "Don't go after him."Trish paused, surprised. "Why?" She looked at Edith, then at Archer and Natalie. "You all seem to know something. Are you hiding something from me?"Archer spoke up, his tone serious. "Trish, stop asking. This involves Jessica's true identity."Trish's eyes widened. "Identity? What do you mean? Isn't Jessica Uncle Harry and Aunt Lilian's daughter?"Natalie took Trish's hand, urging her gently. "Enough questions. The truth is, Jessica's trump card is gone. Her fate is un