Masuk“Where did you go?” Zayne immediately grabbed Elmy’s hand and kissed the back of it. His lips lingered there for a while before moving to kiss her palm. “I was looking for you, but Isabella said you left.”Elmy watched his affectionate behavior. It was so different from how he was when he was with Mr. Tiano, who had just left the room.Zayne rubbed his cheek against her palm. His eyes sparkled, and a smile never left his lips.“Zayne…”“Hmm?”“You…” Elmy paused. The storm in her chest roared so loudly she wasn’t even sure she could say this. “…have they found who did it yet?”Zayne shook his head. “Not yet. The staff who gave the details couldn’t describe the person. Said they were wearing a mask.”So they still didn’t know? For some reason, Elmy felt relieved. But at the same time, she felt guilty toward Zayne for what had happened to him.“Who do you think did this, Zayne?”He went quiet for a split second. His gaze locked onto her face—so serious that Elmy felt like he was analyzin
“Where are you going?” Isabella asked.“I need to head out for a bit, Mom. If Zayne wakes up, please let me know,” Elmy said as she grabbed her car keys from the nightstand. Isabella let out a long sigh and simply let her go.Behind the wheel, Elmy’s emotions churned violently. Truthfully, she wasn’t sure yet whether Vincent was behind all of this. But considering everything that had happened between them, wasn’t he the most likely to do something this cruel?Her grip tightened around the steering wheel. With firm resolve, she started the engine and drove through the quiet streets toward the Jordyn residence. When she arrived, the staff greeted her, including Dean.“Where’s my dad?”“In his study,” Dean replied with a grim expression. “But you shouldn’t go in right now. They’re… in the middle of something. I don’t want you to be shocked.”“I’ve already seen what goes on between them, Dean,” Elmy replied, brushing past him. Dean didn’t stop her, nor did he try.Step by step, she climbe
“Zayne’s been taken to the hospital,” Mr. Tiano said over the phone.Elmy didn’t react right away. For a split second, her brain refused to process the words—until the glass slipped from her hand.It shattered on the floor.Her world seemed to stop. Even her heartbeat.The sound of breaking glass made Gianna and Isabella, who had been cooking together in the kitchen, turn around. Elmy stood frozen.So her gut feeling had been right. Something had happened to Zayne.The shards scattered across the floor. Some cut into her feet, but she didn’t care. She quickly got up from her chair. Her head was filled with alarms. The image of Zayne being stabbed by Ray flashed back into her mind.A loud ringing echoed in her ears, like a warning.Without saying a word, Elmy rushed out. But—“Where are you going? Oh my God, Elmy, your foot is bleeding,” Isabella scolded. She grabbed Elmy’s arm, forcing her to stop for a moment. “What’s wrong with you, huh? You’re hurt—why aren’t you taking care of you
“How do I look?” Zayne asked, standing in front of Mr. Tiano.If it were Gion, with his big mouth, he would’ve already made a blunt comment about Zayne’s appearance. But Mr. Tiano was different. The middle-aged man simply nodded and gave a thumbs-up.No sarcastic remarks like: your tie doesn’t match, why is your suit wrinkled, didn’t you comb your hair?—none of that.Maybe Zayne’s ears would be safe now, but honestly… he kind of missed Gion. That guy was probably off enjoying himself with some sexy women in Hawaii.Maybe.Or maybe not.Forget about Gion.Zayne grabbed his briefcase and walked out of the lobby with Mr. Tiano. His important meeting with top executives was being held at a five-star hotel. He kept adjusting his suit over and over again before getting into the car with Mr. Tiano.He exhaled repeatedly, but it did nothing to ease the weight sitting in his chest. This kind of situation was nothing new to him, yet for some reason, he didn’t feel as calm as usual today.“What
Elmy rushed down from the second floor and wrapped her arms around Isabella, who was trembling in fear. Beneath her composed exterior, Elmy knew her mother was just as terrified of Vincent’s uncontrollable rage.“Dad, that’s enough!” Elmy said firmly. The fear inside her vanished, replaced by a single thought—get these two out, now. For a brief moment, she glanced at Michella, who was looking away, clearly unwilling to get involved.“What are you even doing here? Isn’t it enough that you already have that stepdaughter with you?” Elmy emphasized each word.Vincent clenched his fists across the room. His teeth ground together, his face flushed red, and the faint smell of alcohol lingered in the air. He was drunk—completely consumed by his emotions.“What the hell is your husband doing? He stole Mr. Huang from me.” Vincent took a step forward, and Elmy instinctively stepped back, shielding Isabella. “Do you even know? I was supposed to be the one wor
“Zayne…” Elmy’s voice sounded calm—for someone who had just seen her husband holding another woman’s child.Zayne turned around, still carrying the baby in his arms. “You’re here already?”“Yeah. I came because I saw you playing with the baby,” she said.Her husband smiled brightly. There was a clear sparkle in his eyes as he gently waved the baby’s hand toward Elmy. “Say hi to Auntie Elmy…” Zayne said softly, moving the baby’s tiny hand as if the child was greeting her.The smile on Elmy’s lips was forced. She knew that if she didn’t, her feelings would be far too obvious to Zayne. Besides, she didn’t want to ruin his mood.“What’s his name?”Zayne stepped closer. “His name’s Theo, and over there is his mother—”“Jane,” Elmy cut in quickly. “Dennis said she’s your new manager.”Her gaze shifted toward Jane, who was still standing a short distance away. The woman gave a gentle nod, her movements graceful and soft. There was something feminine and maternal about her. And what struck El
“Is that all you ever think about, huh?” Zayne snapped, stopping Elmy as she sluggishly walked toward the vanity. She turned to glare at him, hissing in annoyance. The longer she stayed with Zayne and kept up this act, the harder it became for Elmy to tell which of his actions were part of the perf
Elmy sat weakly on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the cold marble floor. Her body still felt heavy, as if last night’s events hadn’t truly ended.Gianna was in the bathroom preparing warm bath water for her. Even as the soft scent of roses drifted through the air, Elmy didn’t move from the
The room grew noisy again. More people had arrived. They were drunk and smoking, making the air even more suffocating. Zayne’s chest swelled with fear and adrenaline coursing through his veins. This was the final round. The deciding moment.Across from him, Ray crushed his cigarette stub against th
The sharp smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol burned Zayne’s nose. Wild, vulgar cheers filled Midnight Vault. Across from him, the casino owner shuffled the cards—far too fast for Zayne’s eyes to follow.This bet wasn’t fair. He knew that. Zayne had zero experience, while the other man had been run







