Amora’s chest was rising and falling rapidly. She struggled to keep up with Regis’s pace as he walked ahead, still gripping her wrist tightly as if afraid she’d run away if he let go.
“Sir, stop! It looks like he’s not chasing us anymore,” Amora said, panting heavily.
Amora glanced back and saw that Felix Wright wasn’t following them as she had feared. She figured there was no need to keep running, especially after Regis’s threats.
However, Regis kept walking and pulling Amora along. She had hoped he would let her go.
“Sir!” Amora called out louder than before, her breath coming in gasps as she tried to match Regis’s stride.
Finally, Regis slowed down and stopped. They were now in a parking lot with a shiny, luxurious car parked nearby. Amora guessed it belonged to him.
“Please let go of
"What do you want?"Amora asked Regis directly, without any preamble. She didn’t intend to lie to him about her identity anymore.Based on her research on the Lorenzo family through the internet, Amora knew that Regis had full power to easily obtain information if he wanted to. It wouldn't be wise to stick to her lies.Regis didn't answer Amora's question directly. Instead, he glanced at Mark, who had just exited the cafe.With just a brief glance, Mark understood what his boss meant. He took out his car keys, pressed a small button to turn off the car alarm, and unlocked the door.Regis smiled with satisfaction, then opened the back door of his car and said to Amora, inviting her inside, "Get in, Miss.""Why do we have to talk in the car?" Amora replied suspiciously.Regis shrugged nonchalantly. "No problem if you want to talk outside, but I don
‘So he remembers everything now? What should I do? Should I confess?’Amora bit her lip hard. She didn't know how to respond, except to admit everything she had seen seven years ago.But various negative perceptions filled her mind, doubling her fear.‘But what if... what if he kills me right here like he did back then?’The terrifying thought made Amora abandon her intention to confess. She didn't know how Regis would react to her admission. She worried he might get angry and involve Rayden."No need to be afraid, Miss Lysander. I want to discuss with you and ask a few questions about our beautiful memory that night," Regis said.Amora clenched her fists tightly. She was increasingly convinced that Regis remembered almost everything between them that night."Why? Don't tell me you have amnesia, Miss Lysander. I won't believe it. You know what happens if you lie to me."Regis subtly threatened Amora. He could see her deep hesitation. Although he wanted to know the truth from her lips,
Regis suppressed his smile. Slowly, he released his grip from Amora's hand and jaw, then briefly wiped his wet lips."It seems your lips taste the same as before. But kissing you felt like kissing a porcupine. Too stiff and painful," teased Regis.Amora glared at him. She wanted to curse, but instead, she exhaled in frustration."What's wrong with admitting it, Miss Lysander? Is spending the night with me that humiliating for you, hm?"Amora decided not to respond to Regis's words and gently rubbed her wrists, which had reddened from his grip.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Regis taking something out of his coat pocket, and then offering the shiny object to her."I suppose you haven't forgotten this, have you?" Regis asked confidently."That..."Amora bit her lip before replying, "I don't recognize it."
“Do you think I don’t need to hold you accountable, Miss Lysander?”The deep, cold voice made Amora’s eyes widen. She didn’t expect Regis to say something so shameless.“What is there to hold me accountable for? Not reporting you to the authorities is already a kindness on my part. Plus, you took my virginity!” Amora retorted angrily.“You gave it to me, I didn’t take it without permission,” Regis corrected her.Amora’s hazel eyes widened again, then moved restlessly. She knew the man’s words were true, but at that time, she was under the influence of alcohol and aphrodisiacs, so she didn’t realize what she had done.“But, as a true gentleman, shouldn’t you have refrained from taking advantage like that?” Amora countered, irritated.“I’m not a hypocrite, Miss Lysander. Isn’t there no cat that would refuse when given a salted fish?” Regis’s remark made Amora’s face flush red with shock.She exhaled roughly several times. She was utterly exasperated dealing with Regis. She turned her fa
Seeing that Amora had left his young master's car, Mark, who had been waiting by the car, finally decided to get in. He felt uneasy, worried he might face his boss’s anger after seeing Amora's sour expression as she left.Mark guessed that the two had just had a fierce argument.“Young Master,” Mark greeted as he took a seat behind the wheel.Regis’s closed eyes opened again. He only gave a slight nod to his assistant.Mark’s forehead wrinkled. He felt relieved that his previous concern did not happen, but he remained cautious.“What about Felix Wright?” Regis asked about the man who tried to deceive Amora earlier.“He seemed very shocked earlier, but I’ve already asked him to submit his resignation as soon as possible,” Mark replied.Regis sneered. “He underestimated my warning back then,” he said.The issue regarding Felix Wright had become a particular concern for Regis. Previously, he had received a report from one of his subordinates about Felix’s abuse of power in managing his n
"Mom, please don't cry."Rayden hugged his mom, gently rubbing her back with his tiny hands."Thank goodness you weren't taken away, Ray," Amora squeaked, her voice muffled by her sobs.Rayden looked confused by his mother's words, but he sensed the worry in her tone."I am not going anywhere, Mom. I'll always be by your side," Rayden comforted his mom."Amora."Amora's sobs halted when she heard Emma Adams call her name. Slowly, she looked up and saw Emma standing there, looking concerned.Amora quickly wiped her tears, then stood up and walked over to Emma, staring at her with a worried expression."W-What happened, Mrs. Adams? Where did you come from?" Amora asked anxiously, still confused about the situation.Emma sighed softly and replied, "I don't know who did it either. But I just reported the problem to the nearest authorities. Your house is still in shambles. I didn't have time to clean it up earlier. Let's talk about this at my house instead, Amora."Amora agreed. She locked
"Do you know who's behind this, Amora?"Emma's face looked very worried. Amora guessed that Emma must still be remembering the terrifying experience she had when dealing with the rioters who had come to her house earlier."I don't know either, Mrs. Adams," Amora replied.Amora already had a few suspects in mind, but she wasn't too sure, so she had to lie to Emma.For the past seven years, Amora had never caused trouble with anyone. If she could avoid problems, she would. All Amora wanted now was to live peacefully with her son.However, some people didn't like her peaceful life, like Julia Brown or maybe Chelsea Harrison. Those were the two names that came to her mind when Emma asked that question."Really? Could they have mistaken you for someone else?" Emma asked again. She seemed to be deep in thought.A thin smile formed on Amora's lips. She couldn't give a definite answer to that either."What did we do wrong, Mom? Why are they so mean to us?" Rayden asked innocently.Amora turne
“Alright. Stop crying now.”Amora wiped her son's tear-streaked face.“You too, Mom,” Rayden said with a small laugh, wiping his mother's wet cheeks.Amora smiled and handed the drink she hadn't finished earlier to her son.Rayden took a sip and then handed it back to his mom. His small eyes looked at her intently, filled with curiosity.“So, how was the man at the blind date, Mom?”Amora nearly choked at her son's question. "You... still haven't given up?" she grumbled.The boy flashed a toothy grin and asked, “Didn't you like him?” He was still trying to pry information from his mother about the blind date she went to this afternoon.Emma listened with interest too."He was a scammer. Next time, don’t just sign me up for a blind date, Ray," A
"T-That person ... isn't Grandma?!" Amora's mind reeled in shock.The woman who looked like an old lady was actually one of Diego’s men in disguise!Amora had been tricked. “So that means ... Regis ….”She bit her trembling lip hard. Regis had been right all along. This whole thing was a trap, set up by Diego’s men. Their one and only goal was to lure in Amora and Regis and eliminate them.Amora’s body trembled with dread as the truth hit her. Because of her stubbornness and ignorance, Regis had now become their main target.Several of Jack’s men, who had been lying in wait, finally stepped out of hiding and surrounded Regis, guns raised and ready.Back to Regis’s situation—Amora’s husband showed no sign of surprise at the ambush by Jack and his dozens of armed men.Jack, on the other hand, looked genuinely confused by Regis’s calm demeanor. “You already knew about the disguise?” he asked, aiming his gun right at Regis’s face.A cold smirk tugged at the corner of Regis’s lips. “That d
"A trap?" Amora whispered, shocked. Once again, she had nearly made a foolish move.Regis gave her a small, knowing smile as he saw her surprised face. "I think from the very beginning, my father planned to target you for breaking your promise," Regis explained, sharing his theory with his wife.Amora’s face turned pale. She realized that her mistake had caused everything to spiral out of control. “But Regis … if this really is a trap, what about Grandma? I—”"I’ll count to ten! If you don’t come out, I’ll take it as your agreement to send Old Madam Lysander to the afterlife!" Jack shouted again, his threat loud and clear.Amora’s eyes widened in panic, her mind clouded by fear. She was terrified Diego’s men might actually carry out that threat if she didn’t come out of hiding.But Regis held her hand firmly and shook his head. “Leave everything to me, Amora,” he said, still trying to calm her down."But Regis ...."Sensing what she wanted to say just from her eyes, Regis continued, “
"Aaaahhh!"Amora’s scream echoed through the forest, followed by a rapid burst of gunfire. Birds took to the skies in a frenzy, their alarmed chirps blending with the chaos as they fled their disturbed habitat.Her face went pale. For a moment, Amora thought she was going to die—right then and there. But she didn’t.“Re-Regis, you .…” Her voice cracked, disbelief evident in her eyes. She hadn’t expected Regis to throw himself in front of her, shielding her with his own body.Tears welled up in Amora’s eyes and started to fall. She thought Regis had taken the bullet meant for her—he wasn’t moving at all.But Regis was just in shock. His face was as pale as hers, convinced for a second that Jack had shot him. Yet, he didn’t feel anything aside from a small scratch on his arm.Slowly, Regis let go of Amora. He could see the fear in her hazel eyes, reflecting his own face. But now wasn’t the time for comforting words. His priority was making sure they were safe.As he looked around, Regis
Finally, the taxi Regis was riding in came to a stop near a narrow trail that led into the mountains, surrounded by dense forest. Amora also asked her driver to stop, just a short distance behind the taxi ahead. She pulled out all the cash she had and handed it to the driver.“Sir, if you don’t mind, could you wait here for me? If I’m not back within fifteen minutes, please contact the authorities,” Amora said, her voice tense.The driver gave her a small nod after accepting the money. As soon as she stepped out of the car, the driver pulled out his phone and dialed a number.It didn’t take long for the call to connect, and a deep male voice came through the speaker—it was Alejandro Volker!That’s right—the taxi driver who had been taking Amora around was actually one of Alejandro’s men in disguise: Hank Watts.For the past week, Alejandro had sent Hank to tail Amora, using various disguises to monitor her every move and report back.Today, Hank happened to be undercover as a cab driv
Mark's car had just pulled up at the arrival gate. He glanced at his young master, who was resting his eyes in the backseat.Regis looked exhausted. For the past two nights, he’d been tied up in a series of private meetings with Royal Dragon’s subordinates, carefully planning the strategy to take over the power held by Diego Lorenzo.At this point, Regis and a few of his loyal aides had managed to secure the support of some underlings willing to serve him. However, there were still others who refused, afraid of becoming the target of Diego’s wrath if their plan was ever exposed.“We’ve arrived, Young Master,” Mark said, gently waking his superior.Regis slowly opened his eyes and took a moment to assess his surroundings before stepping out of the car. Standing by the departure entrance, he spotted Albert waiting to greet him.“Have you found Old Madam Lysander yet?” Regis asked bluntly.“Not yet, Young Master. We have no idea where she’s heading. My team and I had to split up to searc
The tension in the Royal Dragon leader’s office was palpable. Everyone’s face had gone pale when Pablo Varon returned with a report that darkened Diego Lorenzo’s expression.“What did you just say?” Diego asked, his tone cold and sharp.“I’m sorry, Boss. I failed to take Miss Lysander with me. The young master showed up and took her away first,” Pablo replied, bowing his head deeply.Diego stood from his chair and approached Pablo. He placed a hand on Pablo’s shoulder and gripped it hard.“How long have you worked for me, Pablo? And you still can’t handle a single woman? Are you trying to disgrace the name of Royal Dragon, huh?” Diego hissed, a cynical smirk curling his lips.Pablo could feel his boss’s rage and disappointment. “I’m truly sorry, Sir. I’m ready to accept any punishment,” he said, dropping to his knees in front of Diego.From the beginning, Pablo had known the risks of letting the young master’s wife go. He never once thought of escaping the consequences.“My ungrateful
“H-How did you find out about this?” Amora mumbled, still feeling dazed.She had tried so hard to hide her pregnancy complications from Regis. She didn’t want his excitement over the baby to waver because of it.“You don’t need to know how I found out,” Regis said firmly. “All you need to know is that I’m never going to let you go, Amora.”His eyes burned with anger at his wife’s deception. But a few seconds later, his gaze softened.Regis took both of Amora’s hands in his and looked at her gently. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he saw the regret in her eyes.He let out a quiet sigh and spoke gently, “I hope you won’t make the same foolish mistake again, Amora. I know my father crossed the line this time. But please, trust me … I’m going to stop him.”Amora’s hazel eyes were still wet with tears. “But how can you stop him, Regis? Grandma’s already been taken to the airport, and .…”Her voice cracked as her sobs took over. Seeing his wife cry, Regis actually smiled.
“Regis, your father actually had a reason for doing all of this.”Amora’s words made Regis frown for a moment, but then he let out a short, dry chuckle.“A reason? What reason could he possibly have other than wanting to control his rebellious son?” Regis scoffed.Just like Amora once had, Regis had no idea about the real reason behind his father’s constant efforts to keep them apart.Seeing the hatred in Regis’s eyes whenever he mentioned Diego Lorenzo, Amora finally decided to share what Diego had once told her.She thought maybe—just maybe—it would help lessen Regis’s hatred toward his father. She could’ve easily kept it to herself, letting Regis continue to resent Diego as payback for everything that man had done to her.But her conscience wouldn’t let her pretend she didn’t know the truth.“Regis … your father did all this out of hatred and revenge toward my dad,” Amora said, leaving Regis completely stunned and confused.“What do you mean, Amora?” Regis asked, his gaze narrowing
Seeing the deep regret on Amora’s face, Regis let out a sharp sigh. He hadn’t meant to scold her. He just wanted her to understand how her actions affected them both.Regis tried to keep his emotions in check, not wanting to lash out. He knew Amora was clearly torn and dealing with a difficult inner conflict.“Haven’t I told you time and time again not to carry everything on your own, Amora?” Regis reminded her gently.Amora didn’t respond. Her head remained lowered until Regis reached out, cupped her chin, and lifted her face so their eyes could meet again.The look in Regis's eyes, which looked shady and sad, made Amora feel both comforted and hurt because she felt guilty for hurting him with the divorce papers she’d filed.“I’m your husband, Amora. Didn’t we agree to face all our struggles together? Can’t you give me just a little time to prove that I can turn this around without asking you to sacrifice everything?” Regis asked, his voice soft but full of emotion.He still believed