ANMELDEN“What should we do?” Harthwore asked, his voice low with concern. “The method we used to catch Salvatore's wife—couldn't we use it here too?”Joshua smiled, but it never reached his eyes.“This isn't like that one,” he said, adjusting in his seat. “That case was different. With this, we need confirmation. We need to catch her admitting it herself.” He paused, studying his father's face. “And it's different from Ruth's case. Do you know why?”Harthwore's brows furrowed as he gave a small shake of his head.“Because she's not the only one involved.”That only deepened his confusion, and it showed clearly on his face. Joshua didn't wait for him to ask. He rose from his chair and moved to the seat opposite his father, leaning forward with his hands clasped together.“It started with her daughter and her husband,” Joshua explained. “But that wasn't enough. Her sister got involved too. Even her mother.”Harthwore's expression hardened.“Ruth's involvement might be because those are her chil
“I am not leaving without my mother!” Annabelle cried, struggling as the security guards dragged her toward the door.Unlike his sister, Xavier said nothing.He held himself together and followed them out in silence, though the disappointment in his eyes was impossible to miss.Their mother had failed them—just as their father once had.For so long, he had believed she would do better. He had wanted to believe she could be both a mother and a father figure to them.But he had been mistaken.And a part of him was consumed with remorse.He had done most of the things she asked of him, obeyed her unquestionably, and now this was the reward for all of it.Not only had they been humiliated in front of the maids and the guards, but they were also leaving with nothing.Their allowance had already been cut off.At this rate, they might even have to transfer to another school.“Please!” their mother cried, her voice cracking as she reached for Salvatore. “You can't do this to me. They can't le
That morning, the chaos downstairs jolted Adrian awake. At first, he assumed it was too early for whatever drama was unfolding in the house. But when he reached for the clock on his nightstand and saw the time, he shot upright in bed.He had overslept.That rarely happened.Without wasting another second, he got out of bed and headed toward the bathroom, intending to rush through his morning routine before leaving. But the moment he reached the restroom door, he stopped.There were enough security guards and household staff in the mansion to handle almost anything. So if the noise downstairs had something to do with his father, then it was serious enough for him to step in.He turned away from the bathroom and left his room, making his way downstairs instead.The closer he got to the living room, the louder the voices became. He could hear his stepmother clearly now.But who was she arguing with?The moment Adrian stepped into the living room, the scene before him made him pause.His
The very person they had been talking about walked into the house. At once, every gaze in the room turned to her.Layla froze, unease creeping into her chest.Why was everyone staring at her like that?Then her eyes landed on her mother.Natasha's face was pale, tear-streaked, and visibly swollen from crying. It was impossible not to notice.“Is everything okay?” Layla asked the question, slipping out before she could stop herself. She stepped further into the room, her heart pounding hard against her chest.Natasha rushed to her and pulled her into a tight embrace, breaking into another sob.That only made Layla panic even more.She gently pulled away and held her mother's hands, searching her face anxiously.“Please don't tell me this has something to do with me.”Natasha shook her head at first, tears streaming down her cheeks.Before she could say anything, Joshua stepped forward and gently pulled her away from Layla, gathering her into his chest so she could cry there instead.“Y
“The phone has been ringing for a while now. Who keeps calling you?” Ethan asked, prompting Ryan to lean forward and glance at the screen.Ryan usually never answered calls once he was done for the day—unless it was an emergency. And for emergencies, only a few people had the private number reserved for that.“It's Joshua,” Ryan muttered. “I don't know if something happened.”“Don't pick it up,” Ethan said quickly, grabbing the phone before Ryan could answer. “He's probably calling to find out whether you're with me.”Ryan frowned, clearly confused.That didn’t sound right.“Just let him answer the call,” Adrian said as he stepped into the room, immediately drawing their attention.He was the one they had been waiting for, and at last, he had finally shown up.“What took you so long?” Ryan asked, clearly irritated. “We've been waiting for almost an hour when I should have been home resting by now.”“Calm down,” Adrian replied with a gesture. “I had to help Father put a few things in p
That evening, after the news reached the Harthwore family, Natasha swore she would not let it slide without confronting Ruth. She needed answers—why would Ruth want her daughter dead?Her husband tried to stop her, telling her there was a better way. They could gather evidence, expose her, and ensure she paid for every crime she had been involved in.But Natasha refused to listen.She arrived at Ruth’s office shortly after. The receptionist immediately informed Ruth that she had a visitor.As longtime family friends and well-known figures, it didn’t even take five minutes before Ruth came downstairs.“Natasha!” Ruth greeted warmly, opening her arms wide.They embraced briefly, as though nothing was wrong. Her demeanor gave nothing away. No hint that anything was amiss. No sign of guilt or tension.Just familiarity.They laughed, exchanged light jokes, and carried on as if it were an ordinary visit.Eventually, they made their way up to Ruth’s office.“Should I get you something to dri
“You have to believe me; I didn’t do anything. I don’t even know how it happened. All I did was get the car’s plate number and forward it,” Ashley confessed, her breath hitching nervously. She had gone to the mansion on purpose. The plan had been simple; she and Nolan were supposed to arrange for L
They were still on the highway, with the chauffeur driving behind them. Unnoticed, another car had been trailing closely behind the chauffeur since they left the mansion.For several minutes, the journey continued normally—until the vehicle suddenly sped up and overtook the chauffeur’s car.Startle
Layla stood frozen, the information replaying in her mind.It was astonishing how she kept uncovering secrets that had nothing to do with her—things she was never supposed to know. Yet her curiosity always pushed her to ask questions.Now she had discovered that Adrian had been the real target all
The decision had finally been made, and Harthwore believed it was the right one. His wife had never led him into making the wrong choice. With the way things were unfolding, it was better to inform him of what they had discovered than to keep him in the dark. The video call had already connected—th







