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Odelia's expression turned somber. "It was an accident. That night, I was in a bad mood and got drunk. When I woke up, we were... together. I intended to leave right away, but my aunt found out and told your mother. So, we ended up together."Lambert felt that this was something he might have done, explaining why he didn't feel any special affection for this woman even when she stood before him. They were only together out of a sense of duty. But now, they were his responsibility.Lambert patted Odelia's hand. "Don't worry. I will take good care of you and the child from now on."Odelia looked up, her face full of joy, making Lambert feel even more guilty.What Lambert didn't know was that this entire exchange was witnessed by Wythe through the window.Wythe's beautiful eyes were filled with anger as he watched the intimate scene between the man and woman inside. If looks could kill, they would have died many times over, especially that woman who had seduced his father.For some time,

“Andrew, how do I look?” Lydia asked nervously.“You look stunning, absolutely captivating. You’ll surely be the center of attention,” Andrew replied, unable to hide his admiration.Lydia blushed slightly. She wasn’t seeking the attention of everyone, just Lambert’s.Once ready, they both got into the car and headed to the Queen Hotel, where the banquet was being held.On the other side, Nydia and Odgen had already arrived at the hotel early. Nydia skimmed through the guest list, her eyes landing on a particular name.“Did you send an invitation to that Andrew?” she asked, frowning.Odgen chuckled. “Is there a problem with that?”Nydia frowned deeper. “He’ll surely bring Lydia with him. If Lambert sees her and regains his memory, all our efforts to make him believe Odelia is his wife will be for nothing.”“Don’t worry, they won’t even get a chance to meet. I’ve already made arrangements,” Odgen assured her confidently.Feeling a bit more at ease, Nydia nodded. “As long as you have thi

Andrew's suit, once pristine for the party, now hung loosely in his hand, and his tie was nowhere to be found. His shirt had two buttons undone, revealing a pale chest.His face was flushed, and the strong smell of alcohol and his unsteady steps made it clear he was drunk.Lydia was puzzled. How could Andrew be this drunk? At the hotel, he had only had a few sips.Seeing Andrew almost stumble, Lydia rushed to support him. "Andrew, are you okay?"Andrew's eyes were slightly red, and he gripped Lydia's shoulder tightly, causing her pain."Lydia!""I'm here! Andrew, you're drunk. Let's get you to the sofa so you can rest while I make some coffee."Lydia struggled to drag Andrew to the sofa, finally letting out a sigh of relief as she did so. She rubbed her sore shoulder and got up to make some coffee.At that moment, she felt a strong grip on her hand. Andrew pulled her with such force that she felt dizzy. When she regained her senses, she was met with Andrew's pained and determined gaze

Ogden quickly followed suit. "Since you can't eat, let's have a good chat. Someone, clear these dishes and bring some desserts and drinks."The butler swiftly carried out the instructions, and soon the table was cleared of the food, replaced by plates of exquisite desserts set before Odelia."Odelia, let's talk!"This was the first time Nydia had spoken so seriously to Odelia since she moved into the Halsey house, making Odelia sit up straight unconsciously."Auntie, whatever you need to say, please just tell me directly. I'll definitely do my best."Nydia smiled. "You're a smart child; I don't need to say much. But you understand Lambert's situation. While we've all accepted you, Lambert's feelings are something you need to win over yourself. He has forgotten his past, which is the best and maybe the only chance for you!""I know!" Odelia nodded.She was well aware that her current position beside Lambert was sheer luck.If Lambert hadn't lost his memory, how could she have ever ente

“Are you really going to take down those bodyguards? Your legs are thinner than their arms. How can you fight them?”“Who said anything about fighting?” Wythe pouted. “Mom, you underestimate me. Violence is the most foolish way to solve things. We need to use our brains! Besides, I’ve come up with three different plans, A, B, and C. We’ll find a way!”Wythe’s little face was full of pride!Lydia felt her mood lift inexplicably. She reached out and ruffled Wythe’s hair. “Alright, little man, Mom is counting on you tomorrow. But for now, let’s go to bed so we’ll be in good spirits.”Wythe nodded vigorously, rubbing his head against Lydia’s shoulder, yawning. “Mom, I know! Will you sleep with me?”Lydia nodded at her son’s rare display of affection. She lay down with Wythe, watching his face that resembled Lambert’s so much, and slowly drifted to sleep.The next morning, Lydia woke up to find Wythe already up, holding a beach ball in one hand and a remote control airplane in the other, s