As Yvette watched the revelation unfold, the pieces of the intricate puzzle began to fall into place, unraveling the web of deceit and manipulation that had ensnared them all. Caleb's smirk widened as he acknowledged Yvette's deduction, his gaze lingering on her with a twisted sense of pride."It's all starting to make sense now," Yvette declared, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "So if you were behind Louis's death, then it means you were behind the kidnapping that night. In fact, you and Mia were behind the kidnapping, and you framed everything on my father."Caleb's smile was chilling as he nodded in acknowledgment. "That's right, my dear ex-in-law," he quipped, his tone laced with arrogance as he toyed with Yvette's hair using his gun, a display of power and dominance.Turning his attention to Mia, Caleb's demeanor softened slightly as he approached her, planting a kiss on her lips before instructing her to divulge the details of their twisted scheme to the bewilde

The scene was wrought with tension and shock as the aftermath of the gunshot settled in. The once bustling room now echoed with the haunting silence of the fallen. Nathan, Yvette, and Gerard sat frozen, their minds struggling to comprehend the sudden turn of events."What did you do? You killed him!" Gerard's voice pierced through the air, filled with disbelief and anger as he stared at Mia, who stood with a gun in her hand, her face a mix of shock and realization at her own actions.Just moments before, as Caleb was about to pull the trigger on Gerard, Mia reacted swiftly, grabbing her own gun and firing a fatal shot at Caleb. The abruptness of the act left everyone stunned, the consequences sinking in as Caleb's lifeless body lay in a pool of blood."Would you shut up and be appreciative, Gerard. I did this for you!” Mia retorted sharply, her voice tinged with frustration. "And if I had not, you would be the one in that pool of blood."Yvette's hands trembled, her heart racing with

The atmosphere in Oldman Huxley's house was heavy with a mix of emotions as Gerard enters with William and North by his side. The old man's eyes widened in surprise at seeing Gerard back so suddenly."Gerard, my boy, what brings you back? I thought you weren't planning to return anytime soon," Oldman Huxley said, his voice filled with concern.Gerard approached him and greeted him respectfully. "Grandpa, it's good to see you again," he said, but there's a hint of sadness in his tone.The old man could sense something is amiss. "You seem troubled, Gerard. Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry.Gerard took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before he began to explain. "I'm done with my business in Esmea, but it's not what you think," he started, his expression grave.Oldman Huxley listened attentively as Gerard recounts the shocking events that led to Caleb's death. His eyes widened in disbelief as he heard about Caleb's betrayal and tragic demise."I can't be

The VIP suite exuded an air of luxury and indulgence, with plush leather sofas, dimmed ambient lighting, and a private bar stocked with premium drinks. It was Gerard's usual spot back in the day when he frequented the bar before he was married. He recalled those carefree nights spent here, surrounded by laughter, music, and the thrill of the nightlife.Pouring himself a glass of champagne, Gerard settled into the soft sofa, the bubbles tickling his senses as he took a sip. The memories flooded back, memories of a time when he didn't have responsibilities weighing him down, when life was simpler.But tonight, there was no Ivy to tell him what to do or where not to go. He was free to make his own choices, to embrace the night and forget about his troubles, if only for a moment. Gerard thought about Ivy briefly, the memories of their time together mingling with the present. He wondered what she was doing now, if she ever thought of him the way he thought of her.Lost in his thoughts, Ger

The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the Quinn estate as preparations for Yvette's trip to Artea were underway. The servants hurried around, packing Yvette's belongings into the car parked in front of the mansion. Yvette herself sat on the edge of her bed, a mix of anticipation and nervousness evident in her expression.A soft knock on her bedroom door announced the arrival of the driver. "Miss Yvette, the car is ready," he informed her respectfully.Yvette nodded, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Thank you, I'll be right there," she replied, watching the driver leave before gathering her resolve to stand up.As she made her way downstairs, Nathan intercepted her path, a concerned look in his eyes. "I could go with you if you want," he offered tentatively.Yvette paused, giving him a gentle smile. "I know Mom asked you to say that," she said knowingly. "But I'm capable of handling this trip on my own, Nathan. Don't worry too much, okay? I'll be back soon after the