"Yes, but was this really an investment? This was clearly a trap! Maxwell deliberately set me up!" Craig said."Oh? If that's the case, then I suggest you call the police."As Hendrix finished speaking, the expression on Craig's face slowly faded."If you do report it, I can provide you with some evidence," Hendrix continued, handing over a stack of documents he had already prepared. Craig's expression grew even darker, his chest rising and falling violently."So, you knew all along, and yet, you just stood there, watching me walk right into it! You were waiting for this moment, weren't you?"Hendrix said nothing, but his silence spoke volumes.Craig shot to his feet and grabbed him by the collar. "Are you out of your mind? What could you possibly gain from this? And to think I trusted you! I even married Noelle off to you!"Hendrix glanced down at the hand gripping his collar before speaking again, "Losing your temper at me won't change anything. The money is gone. Even if yo
Noelle's wedding dress was also custom-made. It was said to be entirely hand-stitched by a top international designer.Considering that Noelle was pregnant, the designer had thoughtfully added adjustable ribbons at the waist, allowing the fit to be easily modified to her current figure.Diamonds were embedded into the hem. They sparkled brilliantly under the lights, like a sky full of stars.Even though Noelle felt utterly numb inside, she couldn't help but admire herself for a moment when she saw her reflection in the mirror.Aside from the photoshoot, this was the second time she had worn a wedding dress. And she was marrying the same man.The first time she walked toward Hendrix, her heart had been full of joy, brimming with endless anticipation and passion. To her, he had been like the bright moon in the sky—someone she longed to approach yet feared getting too close to.So, just like the cotton candy she had craved as a child but never dared ask for, she had carefully hidden
The figure was thin—almost frail—but carried a reckless, desperate madness.Instinct took over. The moment she lunged forward, Noelle's first reaction was to shield her abdomen.A wave of sheer terror overwhelmed her. Her mind instantly flashed back to the moment on the staircase—when Sandra had pushed her down.Back then, Sandra had worn the same frenzied smile.But this time, the pain Noelle had braced for never came. She opened her eyes, only to see Sandra had already been pinned to the ground by the bodyguards."Let go of me! Hendrix, I hate you! And Noelle, you bitch! It's all because of you! Why did you come back? This was supposed to be my wedding! All of it should have been mine! Why didn't you just die? You should be dead! All of you should be dead!"Sandra kept screaming. It all seemed to be vile and malicious curses, but Noelle had already forgotten the details.Just as Noelle was feeling relieved that she was unharmed, she suddenly heard panicked screams from the cro
When Hendrix woke up, he was in the hospital. He blinked a few times, and as his consciousness slowly returned, he suddenly remembered something.Immediately, he tried to push himself up, but a sharp, tearing pain shot through his wound. He turned even paler in the face, yet he ignored the pain and turned to look for Noelle."Mr. Freeman!"Dan noticed his movements right away and rushed over without hesitation, forcibly pressing him back down."You just woke you, so don't move. Otherwise, your wound will tear open."Hendrix didn't care about any of that. He grabbed Dan's wrist in return and asked, "Where's Noelle? Where is she? Is she hurt?""Rest assured that Mrs. Freeman is fine. She wasn't injured at all," Dan replied quickly.At those words, Hendrix finally let out a breath of relief. But soon, he frowned again and looked toward the door.That look in his eyes—the message was clear.Dan immediately understood and quickly explained, "Mr. Freeman, Mrs. Freeman was here the w
Hendrix stiffened. He was even doubting if he had misheard something.When he looked up, he saw Noelle frowning at Dan as she asked, almost accusingly, "Didn't he just wake up not too long ago?""Yes, but the doctor has examined him, Mrs. Freeman. Mr. Freeman is…" Dan wanted to explain further, but his voice trailed off as he looked at Noelle. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Freeman."Noelle said nothing. She stepped forward and took the documents away from Hendrix's hands."I made you some soup," she said. "Get some rest after you've eaten it."Hendrix didn't respond.Noelle bit her lip, thinking he was angry because she had his things kept away. "You just woke up not too long ago. You need to rest."Still, Hendrix was silent.On the other end, Dan had quickly caught on. He swiftly kept the documents away and backed out of the room slowly, closing the door for them.Hendrix didn't pay much attention to him. He was still staring at Noelle.Noelle could feel the heat in his gaze. She didn't
They had clearly done more intimate things countless times before, yet at that moment, Noelle felt her wrist starting to feel uncomfortably warm.The moment Hendrix loosened his grip, she retracted her hand immediately.Hendrix said nothing. He was just waiting for her to feed him.Noelle had no choice but to comply.This time, he was very cooperative, finishing a bowl of soup quickly. Hendrix had no urgency to rest after that. He simply lay there, watching her.She ignored him and focused on packing up the food container. "I'll leave for now. Have a good rest."She turned around and left immediately, but Hendrix stopped her once more."What's the rush?" he asked. "Sit with me for a while."Noelle frowned as she gently retracted her hand. She didn't leave right away. After some hesitation, she sat by his side.Hendrix had braced himself for her rejection after pushing her limits quite substantially earlier, so he was surprised that Noelle chose to stay.She was sitting by h
Then, the figure turned around and asked, "You're awake?"As she drew closer, Hendrix's tender expression disappeared."I had such a fright! I've been summoned for shift work in the emergency department, and I've been so busy the past few days. I finally had some time to check my phone, and I saw the news about you. "I thought something bad had happened to you. Thank goodness you're okay." Olivia Garnet's eyes were red-rimmed as she spoke.Hendrix's frown was furrowed tight as he snapped coldly, "What are you doing here?""I came to visit you. When I saw that there's no one around, I thought of pouring myself a cup of water since I'm parched having just finished work. "I didn't expect you to be awake now. Do you want some water? I can pour you some too—"As Olivia spoke and was about to take a seat, Hendrix didn't hesitate at all before blurting it, "Get out."His cold, aloof attitude took Olivia by surprise."Do you not understand what I just said?" Hendrix's voice grew col
Noelle had been wandering outside for a while. When she returned, Beatrice had already come out.But she hadn't left. Instead, she was sitting by the door, clearly waiting for Noelle to come back.Noelle had no choice but to stop and face her.Beatrice smiled at her. "You're back?"Noelle nodded."It must have been exhausting for you to take care of Hendrix all this time," Beatrice continued. "He's not the type to sit still and do nothing. Even in this state, he's still working every day. You'll have to keep an eye on him for me."Noelle wanted to say that their relationship wasn't at that level yet, but since Beatrice had already asked her to do so, she could only nod stiffly."I understand, Mrs. Freeman.""Although your wedding was disrupted, I'm still glad that this situation helped you both see each other's true feelings."As she spoke, Beatrice reached out to take Noelle's hand. "Promise me you two will live happily ever after together, okay?"Her tone was solemn, and he
Erwin was just about to repeat his question when a voice came from behind."Excuse me, but I think I know where your wife is."Hendrix spun around immediately.Standing behind them was a woman with long hair and big eyes. "I saw her just now in the backyard. Someone was taking her away. If I'm not mistaken, I think it was Mr. Pritchett from Morphy Fund?"At the mention of Dylan, Hendrix's expression turned dark as thunder. He charged up to the woman. "Where did they go?""I'm not sure. But I did take down his license plate number. Do you need it?""Where is it?" Hendrix barked.The woman held out her hand. "I'll give it to you for 1,000 dollars."Hendrix didn't carry cash with him. But he shoved his bank card into her hand without hesitation. "The license plate number!"The woman looked at the card, a little dissatisfied. But considering Hendrix's status, she figured he likely wouldn't care about such a small amount of money. Thus, in the end, she still showed Hendrix the phot
"Erwin!"The voice came just as Erwin stood on the terrace, smoking a cigarette in frustration.Although they had technically won the battle and he had earned a great deal from it, he felt, strangely enough, not the slightest trace of satisfaction. Maybe it was because Hendrix had forced him into the game. Or maybe, by now, winning and losing simply didn't stir anything in him anymore.At the beginning, Erwin had been somewhat excited. He had thought Dylan would be a difficult opponent—someone who could cause serious trouble, maybe even defeat them entirely. That would have been interesting. But instead, everything had gone far too smoothly. There had been no twists and no turns. Just a clean finish. It was boring, to say the least.And the current victory party? Equally so.Hendrix had insisted Noelle attend the party, saying she had flawlessly completed her part of the plan and that this victory was also hers. So, the party had turned out very wholesome, or rather, dull.Erwi
Erwin still showed signs of dissatisfaction. It seemed he was saying something, but Noelle could no longer hear him. She didn't look back either, instead turning her gaze to the other people at the party.The loud music continued, and the excitement and energy of the crowd remained high. But Noelle knew that this wasn't the usual celebration. This, in fact, was just Hendrix's way of making her adapt and accept the situation.Though she had known this for some time, the realization still made Noelle uncomfortable. Then, she suddenly remembered something Dylan had told her a few days ago about her past with Hendrix.Even though she knew Dylan's words weren't necessarily true, that didn't mean everything he said was a lie. How much of the past he mentioned was real, and how much was false?Noelle actually thought her life was fine now. She was willing to accept her past choices and believed in Hendrix's feelings for her. At least, this was what she thought sometimes.But at other tim
Dylan didn't dare to stay there. He immediately drove back to his place.He wanted to take Noelle with him and leave. Even if she didn't have her passport, it didn't matter. After all, there were definitely people looking for him right now.But no matter what, he was going to protect her. Even if they had to roam the world, it didn't matter. As long as they were together, it was fine. Even if it was just a shabby house, as long as there was a light on, that would be their home.However, when Dylan returned to the apartment, he found Noelle nowhere in sight. Gone also were all her things. The desk and floor were spotless, as if nothing had ever existed there.Dylan remained standing where he was. It took him several minutes to finally process what he was seeing. Then, he couldn't help but laugh. It was as if he had just heard the biggest joke—he laughed so hard that his whole body shook.Of course, how could he have thought she would be waiting for him here? How could she possibly
"I'm damned for ever believing your words! Now, just die!" George didn't give Dylan another chance to speak. He pulled the trigger, aiming to shoot a bullet through Dylan's forehead.In that instant, Dylan finally understood. This time, Hendrix didn't intend to leave him alive.If the goal had only been to swallow up Morphy Fund and make Dylan lose everything, the matter would have ended there. However, it seemed that Hendrix must have said something to George, which led him to believe that Dylan and Hendrix were working together—that Dylan had betrayed Morphy Fund.At this point, George had no way out. So, it wouldn't be surprising if he shot Dylan in the head. What Hendrix wanted was for him to die.Dylan didn't know what he was thinking at that moment. By the time he reacted, he had already grabbed the gun's barrel and twisted it violently. The bullet scraped past his head.Without hesitation, George moved to pull the trigger again when Dylan, still holding onto his wrist, forc
Dylan still remembered the victory party at the villa a few days ago. At that time, George had pushed him in front of everyone. He had enjoyed all the praise and recognition while sipping glass after glass of champagne.He knew that no matter how much doubt and skepticism there had been about him in the past, it all vanished that night. That was also why George had thrown him a victory party at the very first stage.After all, only by telling everyone about his achievements would they believe in him and entrust him with their funds. But they probably didn't expect the final result to be like this.Actually, when Fuer Fund continued to add to their position after reaching the peak, George had already warned Dylan that there might be some issues. But the market was unpredictable—a moment's decision or a few seconds of hesitation could lead to failure.Thus, Dylan didn't wait. He thought Hendrix was also gambling. So, he disregarded the risk and pushed all the funds in. He wanted Hend
Noelle's expression changed at that moment. It took her a while to find her voice to ask, "Is that what really happened?""Hendrix definitely hasn't told you all these, right?" Dylan smirked. "It's because he's too afraid to mention them. So, tell me. How could someone like him possibly deserve a happy life? "Don't worry. I'll make sure to take him down this time. Once I get your passport, you can go whenever you want."When he finished speaking, there was sincerity and seriousness in his eyes as he looked at Noelle. He really hoped she would stay. Of course, he wanted victory. But if he could have her by his side when he achieved it, that would be even better.Although once he reached the top, anyone could stay by his side. But the person he wanted most was Noelle."Thank you," Noelle said in the end.That wasn't the answer Dylan was most satisfied with. But he knew he couldn't afford to rush things just yet. For now, it was enough that Noelle was on his side."Alright, go to
As Dylan spoke, his teeth clenched tighter. It was unclear whether he was trying to convince Noelle or himself.Noelle remained silent, quietly watching him.After staring at her for a while, Dylan suddenly laughed. "So, do you know why we were celebrating tonight?"Noelle shook her head."Because we stole Fuer Fund's opportunity! It's all thanks to the plan you sent me before. Now, no matter what Fuer Fund does next, we'll know about it. "George is really happy, too. He used to doubt my abilities, worried that I'd drag down his fund, but you should've seen how he treated me tonight."Not just him, but the whole industry now recognizes me. I've finally established myself here!"Dylan's voice grew more excited as he spoke.Noelle, however, remained calm.The only sign of change was when she heard that he succeeded because of the plan she had given him—her brow slightly lifted. But it was just for a moment.She quickly regained her calm and nodded.Her reaction made Dylan fro
George didn't care about being cautious. He was too excited. He had clashed with Fuer Fund a few times before, but when faced with absolute power, he had barely gotten any scraps from the table.Now, to be able to seize such a large slice of the pie from Fuer Fund and force them to back off, how could George not be thrilled?Thus, the drinks kept coming, one after another.Even if Dylan hadn't planned on getting drunk, it was hard to refuse the goodwill of so many people. In the end, he was thoroughly drunk.When he returned to the apartment, his steps were unsteady. Seeing the light still on inside, he paused for a moment. Then, he suddenly remembered he didn't live alone anymore. Noelle also lived with him now.Though Dylan was well aware, and his rational mind reminded him repeatedly that he had essentially kept her here as a hostage. If Hendrix made any further moves, he would have no choice but to kill her.But when he saw the light she had left on for him, Dylan couldn't he