LOGINLily's retort, however, was like a dagger plunging straight into Claire's heart. "Wake up, Claire! Are you still lost in your delusions? Let me break it to you. The company is in total chaos now. The staff is panicking, and everyone is scrambling to resign. Grayson Group is doomed! I only called to give you formal notice. I quit!" With that, Lily hung up.Every word hit a nerve, sending a surge of blind fury through Claire's body. Clutching her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white, she seethed. "Y-You'll regret this!"Miranda's stomach dropped, and she asked anxiously, "Claire? What happened now?"Claire's face had drained of color. As if crushed by an invisible weight, she slumped weakly onto the couch, clutching her head in despair."Claire, say something!" Miranda's voice wavered, close to tears, as she paced in frantic circles.Just then, Henry's voice boomed like thunder. "I don't give a damn about your family drama! I'm telling you right now. One way or anothe
Claire limped back into the house, her face twisted in pain.The moment Miranda saw her disheveled state, her expression shifted dramatically. Rushing forward, worry and panic written all over her face, she asked, "What happened to your foot, Claire?"Claire fought back tears and said, "Don't even get me started. I went to see that deadbeat Tristan, but he… He was completely ruthless. I said everything I could think of, yet he refused to forgive me. He even threw me out!"Fury flashed in Miranda's eyes. "That ungrateful bastard! Does he think he's some big shot just because he latched onto Sierra Thornton? How dare he look down on us like that!"Just then, remembering something, Claire asked softly, "By the way, where's Adrian?"Miranda frowned. "Who knows? I haven't seen him since I woke up this morning!"Just then, they heard hurried footsteps approaching. Henry and Macy strode inside, their expressions grim."Henry, Macy, what brings you two here?" Sheldon asked, surprised.
One of the bodyguards nodded, crouched down, and picked up a jagged stone from the ground. He repeatedly slammed it into Heath's legs with brutal force.Heath's agonized screams echoed through the sky. Beads of cold sweat burst across his forehead.Matilda let out a shrill laugh, a cruel smile curling on her lips. "I gave you the chance to sell me this plot, and you refused. Now, I'm going to make you watch with your own eyes as I tear this grave to pieces!"She walked over to the headstone and stared at Eliza's portrait. "Well, well! Look at this pretty little bitch!""Don't you dare insult Eli!" Heath roared hoarsely.Matilda scoffed, turning back to her men. "What are you all standing for? Move and smash this bitch's grave!""Yes, ma'am!" The bodyguards sprang into motion. They jogged over to an SUV parked nearby, taking out shovels and heavy sledgehammers from the trunk, and charged back toward Eliza's grave."No! Stop! You can't do this!" Heath screamed desperately, his hea
Defiance blazed in Heath's eyes. Facing more than a dozen hulking men in black suits, he didn't retreat. He raised his fist and charged straight into the fray.His fists moved like lightning, blurring through the air in swift arcs. In the blink of an eye, the once-menacing bodyguards were swept off their feet like autumn leaves in a gale, crashing heavily to the ground. Groans of agony erupted all around.Standing a short distance away in her sleek, form-fitting dress that accentuated every curve of her silhouette, Matilda watched with a cold smirk. Surprise flickered in her eyes, quickly replaced by disdain. "What a bunch of useless trash!"She looked at Heath and sneered. "Not bad. Looks like I underestimated you."With that, she turned to the geomancer beside her. "Orion, you're up."Orion Palmer gave a slight nod and fixed his gaze on Heath. His eyes held a conflicted expression. There was pity for the young man's headstrong attitude, mixed with mild reluctance at having to st
The person resting beneath the soil was the love of Heath's life, Eliza Black. She passed away from cancer three years ago.Heath and Eliza had been childhood sweethearts. They had been classmates all the way through middle school and high school. During their senior year, they finally confessed their feelings and made their relationship official.After graduation, Heath enlisted in the military, and Eliza promised that she would wait for his return so they could get married. Years later, after earning distinction for his valor in the Fenrir unit, Heath was reassigned to Ravelton as deputy commander.Just as he had been about to surprise Eliza with the news, he was struck with the devastating revelation that she had already succumbed to cancer. Heath was heartbroken. He spent an entire year drowning in grief before he could begin to pull himself together.Eliza had been gone for three years now. Throughout those three years, Heath visited her grave every single month to share his
Early the next morning, Tristan was in the courtyard pumping a barbell.Heath walked out. "Tristan, I've got business to handle in town, so I won't be back for dinner today."Tristan nodded. "Go ahead."Heath turned and took his leave.Not long after, the doorbell rang. Assuming Heath had forgotten something and returned, Tristan swung the door open, only to find Claire standing there.His brow furrowed with irritation. "What are you doing here?"Dangling an exquisite handbag from her arm, Claire walked in and cast an appraising glance around the interior. "So you really are living in Villa No. 2."Tristan scoffed impatiently. "You're not welcome here. Get the hell out!"Instead of flying into a rage like she usually did, Claire simply chuckled. "Oh, come on. Stop pretending!"Tristan stared at her blankly, completely baffled.Claire went on, smug and confident, "I know deep down you still love me. Playing as a boy toy for Sierra was just a petty trick to make me jealous, was







