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Meeting Orlando secretly in the backyard after returning from the hospital was a crucial decision for Svanna right now. She wanted to know about their prospects. Orlando’s satisfied expression at least offered a good sign.“Your father is fine. He’s with my assistant right now.”Thank goodness. Relief immediately washed over Svanna. She smiled in gratitude. She didn’t know what she would have done without Orlando’s help. She never wouRussol Sullivan explained that Heldfan had never known anything about it. As for the sleeping pills, they were part of his father’s plan to keep Heldfan from boarding the private jet. A group of people had targeted them, and to keep the chaos under control, Russol Sullivan didn’t want to involve someone who was so vulnerable. In other words, Heldfan himself.Time and again, Nightroe tried to remind himself that the accusations he’d made were completely baseless—it was just that anger had formed a thick cloud of smoke, obscuring his common sense.In his office, nothing looked right. Nightroe had blamed every detail of the mistake on something else, but now he was at a dead end regarding Svanna’s whereabouts.Orlando was making everything difficult. There wasn’t a single clue that could lead him to Svanna. Even now, the man’s whereabouts were nowhere to be found. Everything seemed to have vanished into the most disheartening void.The sound of a knock on the door caugh
“I didn’t know you had such a cozy place here in Morocco.”Svanna was so excited the first time she set foot here. Orlando had truly offered her the best since they decided to leave. Now, she was even more convinced that her decision had never been wrong. Not seeing Nightroe or even hearing his voice was the best moment, because Svanna had never been sure she could truly forget him—for now, she might as well call Nightroe her ex-husband. There was no word on whether he’d agreed to sign the divorce papers or not. One thing was certain... Svanna had done her part.Here, she and Heldfan could enjoy a peaceful life. Everything was already set up. Orlando was even willing to provide the capital so she could start her own business. Svanna had already decided what she would do.A flower shop....It wasn’t a bad idea. She loved what she did, but they needed to prepare everything thoroughly. In any case, there was a need to avoid rushing.Svanna thought... Orlando wouldn’
“Sir, I’ve obtained the information about the necklace. It turns out... Mrs. Sullivan was the original owner.”Dorotheus’s statement quickly caught Nightroe’s attention. He turned around and looked at the man, who seemed hesitant to continue.“The necklace was custom-made, so it wasn’t sold commercially. We could say... it’s a special necklace made directly by the late Mrs. Johansson for her daughter, who is none other than Ms. Svanna herself.”“Custom-made?”Nightroe’s question was brief, but Dorotheus understood immediately and continued, “Mrs. Johansson was a jewelry designer, so it’s highly likely that the necklace was handmade by her for Ms. Svanna. I’ve visited jewelry stores, and none of them have a model exactly like that necklace. Until one of the owners—who is also a jewelry designer—recognized the shape of the ruby and immediately mentioned Mrs. Johansson’s name. She admitted to being close friends with your late mother-in-law.”This was an intriguing
“How’s it going? Did everything go smoothly?” Meeting Orlando secretly in the backyard after returning from the hospital was a crucial decision for Svanna right now. She wanted to know about their prospects. Orlando’s satisfied expression at least offered a good sign.“Your father is fine. He’s with my assistant right now.”Thank goodness. Relief immediately washed over Svanna. She smiled in gratitude. She didn’t know what she would have done without Orlando’s help. She never would have guessed that the man who initially seemed so annoying—was the one she’d needed all along.“In that case, I guess I should get ready too so we can leave as soon as possible,” Svanna said with a hint of enthusiasm before… her desire to leave the backyard was halted by Orlando’s touch on her wrist.“Are you sure, Sister-in-law? I think that bastard will be furious when he finds out you’ve left the mansion.”“I’m absolutely certain. You’ve seen for yourself how badly he treats me
When she woke up, the only thing on Svanna’s mind was the most crucial matter she had been so afraid of. She jolted awake, only to find Orlando sitting calmly, staring at her.The man’s unusual expression seemed to tell a brief story, but it took Svanna a long time to truly understand it.“What about my pregnancy?” she finally asked.A cold silence hung between them; leaving a terrifying atmosphere. The fear in Svanna’s mind was uncontrollable. She was still waiting for Orlando to speak, even though he had shifted back slightly, simply leaning his back against the chair’s backrest.“The doctor couldn’t save your baby.”It was as if lightning kept striking inside Svanna’s head. Her heart was shattered by this reality. What could be more painful than losing a child while her own husband cared only for another woman?No tears could describe the moments when her heart was being brutally torn apart. Svanna’s gaze was so vacant. Perhaps that was why Orlando immedia
As usual, there wasn’t any meaningful work for Svanna to do, so she decided to take a stroll through the hallways on the second floor. As it happened, Nightroe was still out and about. She didn’t know when he would return. Maybe soon.Svanna knew this mansion was incredibly grand. She’d only just realized that everything here was truly breathtaking when she could take it all in with a calm eye. She enjoyed the brief stroll, as she also considered this activity a form of light exercise for her baby’s health. Alina was there—walking on the first floor, before the woman’s figure disappeared behind a door. Svanna knew Alina had just finished her work; judging by the direction the woman had come from, it was likely her room. Perhaps she should head back there too.Almost. Svanna was about to step down the staircase when suddenly someone grabbed her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.After turning her head, one of Svanna’s eyebrows raised in confusion; what else did Yohan
“Sir, the files you requested regarding Mrs. Sullivan’s involvement in the fire four years ago have been obtained. I suspect someone deliberately altered the details of the truth because Mrs. Sullivan never did anything. Your wife was not the arsonist.”Nightroe’s sapphire eyes stared straight at t
"Ms, your dinner is ready..."It took Svanna a moment to comprehend her surroundings. It felt incredibly difficult to open her eyes. Half of her body felt completely broken, but Alina's presence clearly urged her to get up immediately.The woman smiled after placing the tray with dinner on the nigh
"But this isn't my job. I'm not selling myself," she said with a great panic attack. Especially since the man immediately whispered, "Serving me is your job." Without warning, Nightroe’s large hands pulled her legs back so she was lying on her back again. Svanna felt the terrible thrusts almost ma
Svanna held her breath as the scent of cologne filled the air. Nightroe's intoxicating scent, but she didn't have the courage to turn and look at the man's face."I think I need to borrow my wife for a moment."That’s what Nightroe said. Instinctively, Svanna made eye contact with her father. Hopin



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