Elena still didn't fully understand how such a chaotic morning could turn into such a golden opportunity. Just a few minutes ago, she had walked out of Nathan's room with her mind in turmoil, but now, she was standing in front of a room she had never been in before. Tamara, who had just called Elena on the phone, was immediately surprised to hear from Elena, "So, now you have your own workspace?" Elena nodded, still somewhat incredulous. "I guess so." Tamara smiled widely. "Great! This means you're officially an employee of Mr. Nathan. At least you don't have to work from home anymore while the kids chase you around. You'll get rich quick. Keep up the good work, Miss Elena." Elena smiled a little, although her mind was still full of many things. Then, Elena hung up the phone. Elena reached out and opened the door to her new office. Once inside, she was immediately greeted by an elegant room. Not too big, but quite cozy. There was a wooden desk facing a large window with a c
Elena slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was still blurry, but she could feel the bright white light from the hospital lamp. Her head still felt heavy, but at least she could breathe more freely. Once she regained consciousness, she saw the figure sitting in the chair next to her bed. Nathan. He was looking at her with an expression that was hard to read, his eyes sharp but no obvious signs of emotion. "Elena," Nathan finally spoke, his voice low and firm. "You're awake." Elena blinked a few times before trying to get up, but her body still felt weak. "Why am I here?" she muttered. "You collapsed at the office," Nathan replied shortly. "I took you to the hospital." Elena looked around, realizing where she was. She sighed, then rubbed her face tiredly. "Thank you, Mr. Nathan. Sorry for the trouble." Nathan didn't answer immediately. He just looked at her, then after a few seconds, he asked, "Are you pregnant?" Elena was silent for a moment. However, she had no inten
Elena stepped out of the infirmary with a sense of relief. She was finally allowed to go home after resting all night. Although her body still felt a little tired, at least she could return home and finish her work. Beside her, a man in a black suit followed her. Samon, Nathan's assistant, who had taken care of the hospital administration for him. "The car is out front, Miss Elena," Samon said as he matched her pace. "You can go straight home." Elena nodded. "Thank you, Samon. Sorry for the trouble." "No problem. It's Mr. Nathan's order." Elena only smiled slightly. Since working for Nathan, this was the first time someone had helped her without any frills. However, her steps stopped as soon as she reached the hospital lobby. There, right in front of her, stood three figures she desperately wanted to avoid. Damian. Isabella. And their baby boy, in Damian's arms. Elena immediately wanted to turn around, but it was too late. Damian's eyes caught her first. "Elena
Elena opened the door to her apartment carefully. It was quite late, and she didn't want to wake the children who were already asleep. Once inside, she saw Tamara sitting on the couch playing with her cell phone."Are you home?" Tamara turned her head and smiled. "How are you, are you okay?"Elena nodded, took off her shoes and put her bag on the table. "I'm fine. Just a little tired."Tamara looked at her with concern. "You should rest more. Don't overexert yourself."Elena only smiled slightly. She knew Tamara was right, but the reality of her life didn't give her much choice."I have good news for you," Tamara said suddenly, her eyes sparkling.Elena looked at her curiously. "What is it?"Tamara thrust out her cell phone, revealing an email. "There's a new partner interested in using Queen Elisabeth's designs. They contacted me this afternoon."Elena was instantly awake. She took the phone from Tamara's hand and read the email carefully.This new partner was not just any company. T
Meanwhile, Nathan sat in his chair, his eyes not leaving the laptop screen that displayed several articles and a person's track record. His face looked serious, occasionally squinting, making sure that the information he was reading was correct. In front of him, Samon-his personal assistant-stood with an expressionless face, waiting for a reaction from his superior. "So, are you sure about this information?" Nathan's voice sounded deep and stressful. Samon nodded. "Yes, sir. I've checked from various sources. Miss Elina is indeed the person behind the name Queen Elisabeth. She is the legendary designer who has been so mysterious." Nathan let out a long breath. He leaned back in his chair, still digesting this fact. Elena. The woman he had just hired was the one behind the incredible designs he had been admiring. "Interesting," Nathan muttered, tapping his fingers on the table. Samon continued, "As you know, not many people know her true identity. Queen Elisabeth has alwa
The atmosphere in the small apartment was warmer than usual. Nathan, who was known as a cold and rigid man, was now sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by three little girls who were enthusiastically opening the snacks and toys he had brought. "Uncle Nathan, look, the doll can talk!" exclaimed Delya as she pressed the button on the belly of the little teddy bear she had just gotten. A funny sound came out of the teddy, making the little girl laugh with delight. Nathan smiled slightly, feeling strange about himself. Since when did he feel comfortable around children? Elena, who was standing in the kitchen stirring coffee, observed them with an incredulous look. This scene was completely unexpected. The Nathan she knew was always cold, stern, and never seemed to get along with anyone. But now, he was joking with his children as if they had known each other for a long time. Katty who was sitting next to Nathan suddenly looked at him seriously. "Uncle Nathan," she ca
Inside the luxurious hospital room, Baby David was still lying weakly on his bed. His small body wrapped in a thick blanket, his face pale with an IV tube attached to his tiny hand, a rare disorder that attacked Baby David's blood vessels made his body run a high fever and a red rash appeared on several parts of his skin. The doctor had explained that intensive care had to be taken to prevent serious complications. At the side of the bed, Damian sat with a tense face, his fingers tightly gripping his son's weak hand. He had barely slept all night, watching David anxiously. Every time his son gave a little whimper in his sleep, he immediately panicked, making sure the doctor was on standby. However, in another corner of the room, Isabella sat on the sofa casually, as if she didn't care about her son's condition. She was busy scrolling through her phone screen, her eyes sparkling as she saw the latest post about Queen Elisabeth's latest jewelry collection. "Wow... the designs are a
In the VIP room of the hospital, Baby David was finally allowed to go home after several days of intensive care. Damian held his son carefully, making sure to keep his little body warm under the soft blanket. His face was still full of worry even though the doctor had assured him that David's condition was stable. However, unlike Damian, Isabella looked relaxed. Instead of worrying about her son, she was busy looking at an exclusive jewelry catalog on her phone. "Honey, look at this!" Isabella exclaimed as she thrust the screen into Damian's face. "This pendant is amazing! It's the latest work from Queen Elisabeth. I want this one." Damian frowned. "Isabella, our son just got out of the hospital, and you're thinking about jewelry?" Isabella pouted. "So what, David is better, right? I just wanted a small gift as a celebration. After all, I am the mother of your son, Damian. You wouldn't mind buying me a locket, would you?" Damian snorted, giving Isabella an annoyed look. Howe
Elena looked into her husband's shaded eyes. The question struck the recesses of her heart subtly, yet deeply. She knew sooner or later Nathan would ask it. And tonight, when everything was quiet and the children were asleep, there was no better time to be honest."I'm not going," Elena replied firmly, her voice soft but sure.Nathan frowned, curious. "Are you sure? I know there are parts of your life left behind in that city. Companies, connections, and maybe old friends."Elena shook her head slowly. "Those things I can take care of from here. I've assembled a team I can trust. It's a different world now, husband. I can lead my company from a computer screen, through video conferencing, through weekly reports sent directly to me. I don't have to be there physically."Nathan held Elena's hand, his eyes looking deep, searching for unspoken honesty. "Then... why did you choose to stay here? I know you could have left at any time."Elena gave a small smile. "Because I already have a rea
A week had passed. The sound of metal doors opening and closing echoed through the hallways of Rikers Island Women's Prison. Damian's steps sounded steady along the gray tiled floor. His hand held a large brown envelope that he had not let go of since the beginning.Isabella sat behind a thick glass partition, wearing an orange prison jumpsuit that made her face look even paler than usual. Her once perfectly coiffed hair now looked messy, her face tired, but her eyes still lit up with emotion when she saw Damian coming."Damian," she said quickly, standing up from the bench and approaching the glass. "Oh God, you're finally here."Damian sat up slowly without returning her smile. His eyes were sharp, his jaw hardened."I didn't come to defend you, Isabella," he said calmly but coldly.Isabella immediately panicked. "Wait, what do you mean? Damian, you know I was set up. I just... I just wanted to warn you about Elena. I didn't know the video would get out.""Don't lie anymore," Damian
Silence filled the room, with only the soft hum of breathing and the quiet ticking of the wall clock. The dim lights created a warm, dimly lit atmosphere, as if enveloping them in a paused embrace of time.Nathan sat on the edge of the bed, his body slightly inclined, one hand gently touching Elena's back. The touch was unhurried, like someone reading poetry directly from the skin of a lover."Elena," Nathan murmured softly."Hm?" she replied softly, her eyes not daring to look directly at him."Thank you... for letting me be your husband tonight. "Elena swallowed, then nodded. "I know, I'm not perfect, I've kept my distance for too long, I've held on to all the hurt for too long. But tonight, I am yours completely. ."Nathan nodded slowly, then leaned closer. His lips gently kissed the back of Elena's neck, making her body tense up instantly. There was a subtle tremor that traveled from the back of her neck to the rest of her body.Elena took a deep breath, then slowly shifted, lyin
Dusk had just fallen when Damian stood in front of Elena's apartment door. He raised his hand, wanting to knock, but then hesitated and lowered it again. It took a few seconds before he braced himself, knocking twice.Soon, the door opened. Elena stood on the threshold in a simple white T-shirt and beige trousers. Her hair was in a simple bun, her face devoid of makeup. But the serenity in her eyes radiated a power that made Damian remember why he loved her in the first place. And why would he betray a woman as beautiful as Elena?"Elena..." his voice was hoarse. "I need a moment. Just five minutes, if you please."Elena nodded slowly. "Come in."Damian stepped in nervously, his eyes sweeping around the room."Would you like something to drink?" asked Elena politely, her voice flat but not cold."No need. I just want to talk."They sat down in the living room. Damian rubbed his sweaty palms together. Elena waited without interrupting."I canceled the custody hearing," Damian said fina
Chapter 89 - Damian Cancels the TrialThe next day.Mr. Charles Lancaster's study was filled with the smell of cigars and old wood. The light from the desk lamp created long shadows on the wall. Damian stood with his back to his parents who sat opposite each other on the sofa, his eyes staring out the large window at the darkening garden. His suit hung loosely on his shoulders, his tie was loose, and his hair was slightly messy."I'm not going to continue the trial for Alva's custody," he said suddenly, his voice calm but firm.Margareth, who had been sipping tea, put down the cup with a loud noise. "What do you mean, Damian?" she asked, her voice rising an octave.Charles gave his son a sharp look. "Are you kidding me? After everything we've prepared-the lawyers, the evidence, the strategy-you suddenly pull out?"Damian slowly turned to face them. His face didn't show the slightest hesitation. "I'm not joking, Dad. I've given it a lot of thought and I realize that Alva is safer with
Chapter 88 - Damian's rageThe sound of a car door closing loudly boomed in the hotel's basement parking lot. Damian pushed Isabella into the back seat of their black SUV. His face was red, his eyes blazing wildly."Shut up! Don't open your mouth one word!" he hissed, breath catching.Isabella staggered into the car, her feet dragging on the floor. As soon as the door closed, Damian entered from the other side, sitting next to her, immediately closing the glass partition between them and the driver."I ask you again, ISABELLA-IS THIS TRUE?!"Isabella twisted her body, her face still wet with tears. "Damian... I can explain...""EXPLAIN?!" Damian shouted so loudly that the window shook. "The whole world saw that video! That's your face! Your body! In a hotel bed with a fucking stranger! You... You've ruined my reputation!"Isabella grabbed Damian's arm. "Please, listen to me first. I'm doing this for you... for our company. We need investors, Damian! You know that! They won't give me m
It's been one month since the video scandal took the world by storm. Elena chose to remain silent without clarifying, she worked quietly to organize legal measures, rebuild her image, and most importantly-prepare her final weapon. The day after tomorrow, the custody battle would begin. But today was the day when Elena, the famous designer with a business empire, would no longer remain silent.That morning, the ballroom at one of Manhattan's five-star hotels was packed. Rows of cameras, microphones and journalists from various countries filled the room. Whispers and speculation filled the air.At 10 o'clock, Nathan entered first, standing next to the podium. Shortly after, Elena emerges from behind the curtain. Dressed in an ivory white suit, hair in a neat bun, her face was calm but her eyes were sharp. The whole room immediately fell silent."Thank you for coming to this press conference," Elena said, her voice clear and steady. "Today, I stand not as a designer, not as an entreprene
In the afternoon, Elena, Nathan and the children returned to the apartment. The children had already gone up to their rooms.Nathan closed the door and took off his tie as he took a deep breath."Wife, would you like some hot tea?" he asked as he headed for the kitchen."Sure," Elena replied from the living room. She slipped off her shoes and sat on the sofa. "I think my neck is a little sore..."Before Nathan could make it to the kitchen, the television automatically turned on-a smart feature that instantly brought up the breaking news from the local channel.Breaking news! A shocking scandalous video has been widely circulated for the past hour. It is strongly suspected that the woman in the video is Elena - the famous designer, Queen Elisabeth.^Nathan immediately stopped walking. Elena looked quickly at the screen.The two-minute video showed a naked woman riding the body of a middle-aged man identified as William Hargrave, 55, Elena's former business partner at the German branch.
A modern room on the third floor of a law firm in Midtown Manhattan. The room contained wooden shelves of law books, thick carpeting, and wide windows overlooking the busy city.Damian Lancaster sat at the end of a long glass-topped desk, his suit perfect without a single wrinkle. Beside him, Isabella looked elegant, but the look in her eyes was sharp. Across from them, Jared Matthews-a lawyer specializing in custody and family cases-is staring intently at the file Damian has just handed him."All the documents are there," Damian said, his tone firm. "DNA test results, records of the Elena scandal."Jared flips through the pages, his brow furrowing occasionally. He doesn't speak right away."Add to that the news that just went viral last week," Isabella interrupted, handing over a cell phone with a link to Elena's scandalous past. "That woman has a bad track record. Not fit to be a mother."Damian gave her a quick glance. "That's what I used as evidence of moral judgment. I don't mean