"Brendan, I understand the pain in your heart. Sean is your child and also mine. I've raised him, and I'm deeply saddened when he goes missing. However, we need to move forward. If Sean doesn't come back... are you fine with us not even having a successor in the future?" Emily asked.Brendan's expression turned cold. "Emily, please don't make this kind of joke again. Sean is going to come home."Emily gnashed her teeth and rephrased her words, saying, "I know that he is going to come home, of course. What I'm saying is that it's not a bad idea to let Sean have a younger brother or sister, right?"Moreover, I really want to have a child of my own, Brendan. You can call me selfish or accuse me of going back on my own word, but I hope you can fulfill my wish. I'm worried that I won't be able to make this wish come true if I wait a little longer and age a bit further."Emily lowered herself to him, her beautiful face filled with anticipation.Brendan looked at her face and felt his he

‘Memories that are… long forgotten?’Deirdre gazed contemplatively as Ryker hastily left the room. She carefully wrapped up a dessert and hid it in her bag.The door swung open again just three minutes after Ryker's departure.Deirdre was surprised. "Mr. Wight, you're back—"But as she looked up, her voice trailed off. She was in disbelief, her pupils slightly constricting."Brendan? What brought you here?"Brendan appeared in a wheelchair. He was wearing a white suit that accentuated his tall, muscular physique. His handsome face was furrowed, and he exuded a commanding presence."I should be asking you that. What brought you here?" he questioned, thinking he might be mistaken when he saw Deirdre entering the place. He didn't expect her to be so bold.Deirdre regained her composure. "I'm here to meet a friend.""A friend?" Brendan narrowed his eyes. "You mean Ryker? Is he your friend?"You've been abroad for years, so how did you get so close to him?"Deirdre furrowed her e

"Alright, get in the car."The assistant went to open the door to the driver's seat, and Ryker followed him. As the door swung open, Ryker's gaze kept shifting toward Brendan.After the door closed, Ryker stepped back and smiled. "Mr. Brighthall, take care. I'm afraid I haven't been a good host this time. Next time you plan to visit, please let me know beforehand. We'll prepare everything for you, Mr. Brighthall."Brendan nodded slightly, and the car swiftly pulled away.The people behind Ryker didn't seem pleased, judging by their expressions."Mr. Wight, are you really going to let him off the hook? Isn't it suspicious that Ms. McKinnon vanished right after he left the room? I'm nearly certain she hides somewhere in the car!""Where's the evidence?" Ryker narrowed his eyes and watched the car go away.The group exchanged glances, but Ryker actually smiled."Brendan, oh Brendan, Deirdre is your Achilles' heel after all... After acting dumb for so many years, you finally lost y

Deirdre's face showed a mix of feelings, but more important things needed attention."Let's head to the bedroom first," Sterling agreed, understanding the seriousness.Inside the bedroom, Sterling wasted no time firing questions. "How did you escape? Are you okay? Why did Ryker want you there?"Deirdre felt both amused and exasperated, "You're asking a lot, Sterry. It's hard to know where to begin."Rubbing his forehead, Sterling admitted, "I'm really concerned for you."Deirdre nodded. "No need to worry. I got out safely. Brendan showed up and got me out.""Brendan?" Sterling looked shocked. "Why was he there? And why did he rescue you?""He happened to be there, probably for the hot spring's therapeutic effects. He saved me because he thought Ryker was dangerous."Sterling's expression turned complicated. "But aren't they allies? Would he truly betray Ryker for you?"Deirdre shook her head, "I'm not sure. Brendan trusts Emily, not Ryker. He's suspicious of him. But now's not

Ryker impatiently tapped the table. "Four years! I trusted you to watch over Brendan, but you turned out even worse than Deirdre."Emily trembled, her thoughts in chaos. "I never thought Brendan's actions were all an act. It's confusing. Could it be? Did Deirdre manipulate Brendan to make us think he didn't lose his memory?"Ryker slapped her across the face. Her face turned hot, and tears welled up in her eyes, a mix of pain and embarrassment. She stumbled backward, but before her anger could take over, she was silenced by Ryker's inhuman expression. Her throat constricted, and she remained seated stiffly on the ground."Don't be naive. What could Deirdre use against Brendan? He's not easily manipulated," Ryker was enraged by Brendan's deceit over four years.He squatted, gripping Emily's jaw. "You know the box's contents. This time, there is no room for failure. Don't disappoint me."-Night had fallen.Emily flicked on the light, stirring the nanny awake from her nap on the s