เข้าสู่ระบบOn top of all that, every time Francesco was around, Chris seemed to lose control of himself where Adriana was concerned. That sick, possessive edge in his eyes was impossible to hide anymore.Richard let out a long sigh. "Leave the kids to us. Put everything you have into finding Adriana. Let the people under you handle the company."After hanging up, Richard sat still for a long while and pondered.Adriana had been through so much, more hardship than anyone deserved. Every time her life finally started going right, fate seemed to knock her down again, harder than before.…Days passed, one after another, slow and grueling.To keep herself from unraveling, Adriana had slowly picked up the habit of keeping a journal.It let her track the days, and gave her a way to bleed out, little by little, all the feelings that threatened to drive her out of her mind.But her days here were so monotonous. Trapped in this cabin, there was nothing beyond the window but endless ocean.No tree
Chris fell silent for a moment, pushing down a flicker of hesitation."No need. Just make sure she's taken care of."He only wanted to protect Adriana. He'd never meant to monitor her every move."Then focus on getting better. I'll handle everything else."Dean looked at Chris's pale face and patted his shoulder.Before turning to leave, he paused and added, his tone serious. "Chris. Trust me on this, just like when we were kids. Don't do anything unnecessary, or you, me, and the whole Slater family go down with it."Chris gave a weak twist of a smile. "Don't worry. I've got no one but you."Even Adriana kept pulling further and further away from him now. Whatever trust and dependence they'd once had between them was gone.The only person left he could still trust was his own brother.It wasn't that he'd chosen to trust Dean. He simply had no other option.After leaving the hospital, Dean went to the Stanley residence, presenting himself as Maeve's uncle and claiming he'd com
Sophia kept one hand on the wheel and used the other to dial Chris."Cesco's come to Mitaly looking for Adriana. He's not going to give up. You'd better watch yourself."Whatever warmth had been in Sophia's eyes a moment ago was gone now, replaced by something ice cold.On the other end of the line, Chris gripped his phone, his voice flat and cold. "As long as your cargo ships keep our supply lines running, Francesco will never find Adriana in this lifetime."Sophia's mouth curved up, though no humor reached her eyes. "Don't worry. I'm a woman of my word. I won't go back on this. Just make sure you keep a close eye on your woman.""Thanks."Chris hung up and tossed the phone aside.Dean frowned. "Something wrong?"Chris repeated what Sophia had said, his expression turning serious. "You were right. I can't go out to the ship yet, not for now. I can't give Francesco anything to catch me on."It wasn't that he was afraid of Francesco. He simply couldn't allow anyone to take Adri
While the Slater brothers were busy plotting against Adriana and Francesco, Francesco was at the Este castle, trying to track down any leads on Adriana's whereabouts.Isabel was genuinely delighted to hear her son had come home.She'd even started imagining that, if he'd just agree to stay, she wouldn't push the arranged marriage anymore. All she needed now was for him to bring back that boy Adriana had given birth to and hand him over for her to raise.With a new heir secured for the Este family, Francesco's role within it would matter far less.But when she set aside her social calendar and rushed back to the castle, brimming with joy, what she got instead was her son's ice-cold interrogation. Francesco didn't even call her "Mother" once."Isabel. Are you absolutely certain you haven't done anything to Adriana?"Isabel sat on the sofa, her expression darkening, and lit a cigarette.Through the curling smoke, she spoke, holding back her temper. "Cesco, if Adriana were here in M
Dean watched the unhealthy fervor swimming in Chris's eyes and gave a small laugh.Turned out his brother was still best at fooling himself, of anyone.Still, it didn't matter. With Dean around now, he wouldn't let Chris do anything stupid.He spoke, his tone even and measured. "My advice is you stay right here and recover, and don't do anything rash. Francesco isn't a fool. He's almost certainly got someone watching your every move. If you go out to that ship, you might as well hand him a signed confession telling him exactly where Adriana is."Something cold and vicious rose in Chris's eyes. "Dean. Help me get rid of him."Dean blinked, then slowly lifted a finger and pointed it at his own face. "You mean, you want me to go kill Francesco Este? Me?"He couldn't help laughing, though it came out more furious than amused."Chris, get a grip. Adriana is what you actually want. Don't lose everything over one bad decision."If they made a move against Francesco, the odds of it suc
Dean walked into the hospital room with his hands in his pockets. He greeted Alex first."Dr. Nash. Appreciate the work."Alex smiled. "You two catch up. I'll go check on my other patients."He left the room, quietly pulling the door shut, and the smile faded from his face the moment he was out of sight.As far as he was concerned, Chris never should have forgiven Dean.That first car accident, Dean had been aiming to kill him.The second one hadn't been directly Dean's doing, but he had covered up the truth of Edward's parentage, which had indirectly led to everything that followed.And Dean was ruthless. Whatever peace he'd struck with Chris on the surface, brothers acting all warm and friendly, there was no telling what he was really scheming underneath.Chris was too unstable right now, physically and emotionally, and far too easy for Dean to manipulate.Especially with Adriana and Francesco growing closer by the day, Chris kept falling apart and leaning on his brother mor
Adriana stepped forward with calm composure. "Dean, gentlemen, this really isn't such a big deal. I'm sorry you had to make the trip."Dean got straight to the point. "Where's Chris?""He's in his ward. The doctor has instructed that no one disturb him for now, and he doesn't wish to see anyone."
Alex skimmed through the two articles in the newspaper, then crumpled it into a ball and tossed it into the trash.If Chris saw the second article, he would only get angry all over again."And this Francesco… his remarks are completely inappropriate.""Achoo!"Francesco, lounging against the edg
Seeing the wicked glint at the corner of Francesco's eyes, a sense of foreboding rose in Adriana's chest.She lifted the binoculars. The moment the cross-river bridge came into view, she saw a figure climb over the unguarded end of the bridge and plunge into the river below.Even from a distance,
Grandma Rosie had once told Adriana she dreamed of Adriana's parents, Roger and Samantha, imploring her to take care of Adriana. To be entrusted is to be faithful. Adriana's sense of responsibility toward Chris likely stemmed from the influence of Grandma Rosie throughout her childhood.She crouc







