Semua Bab There's No Turning Back: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Hearing the waiter's report, Harvey's brows furrowed into a sharp crease. Were Leonard and Elara that close? As far as Harvey knew, Leonard had never even spoken to Elara before. But he quickly reasoned it out—Leonard valued talent. That had to be the reason he was looking out for Elara. Besides, Leonard was an old-school traditionalist. Even though Harvey and Elara were divorced, Merida was still a Fisher by blood. Leonard was just taking care of the mother of a Fisher heir. That was all. Still, something about it didn't sit right with Harvey. He pulled out his phone and made a call. "Follow my uncle's car. I want to know exactly where he's taking Elara." Just then, a familiar voice called out. "Mr. Fisher." Abel had returned. After seeing Leonard's car pull away, he turned back toward the restaurant with Daphne and Niamh in tow. Spotting Harvey alone in the private dining room, Abel hesitated before asking, "Why did Prof. Fisher leave so soon? And

Just as Xavier reached Elara, he hesitated. He bit his lower lip, his flushed face showing a mix of excitement and restraint. Then, with wide, innocent eyes, he grinned at her. "Xav, I haven't seen you in so long! Can I give you a hug?" Merida spread her arms wide toward Xavier.Xavier looked a little nervous, his tiny fingers clutching the edge of his sleeve.He gave Merida a tiny nod.The next second, as they hugged, Xavier's feet suddenly left the ground. Merida had lifted him up with ease, bouncing him a couple of times as if testing his weight."Xav, you're heavier than before! Looks like you've been eating well!"Xavier's face turned beet red. At that moment, a row of uniformed staff members nodded in perfect synchronization. "Good evening, Mr. Leonard, Ms. Jones, and Ms. Merida." "Good evening," Elara responded politely. Still confused about what was happening, Merida instinctively followed suit, nodding back with practiced grace. Elara exchanged qui

"Don't do anything rash!" Tobias tried to stop him, but it was too late. "Dad, let me make one thing clear," Theodore typed furiously. "I'm a traditional man. If Elara has another man, then I'll just have to be the 'other guy.'" Tobias' hands trembled as he typed back, "Can someone who isn't loved even be a homewrecker?" Theodore went silent. Tobias sighed, switching to full-on fatherly persuasion mode. "Son, you might lack morals and you might even lack decency, but being a third wheel isn't something you can just sign up for!" Theodore sat there, utterly still. For ten years, he had lurked in the shadows, waiting, hoping—yet he hadn't even managed to qualify as a side piece. Did he still stand a chance now? He slumped back onto the couch, staring at his phone, at Elara's radiant smile—smiling at Leonard. "Then I can only wish you both the best… No! No way! I won't accept this! Who says I can't be part of this too?"He clenched his teeth. "So what if Leonar

The silver Mercedes pulling up behind Harvey's Maybach signaled that its passengers were also attending the Technology Creation and Sharing Summit's welcome banquet. The first person to step out was Benjamin, the heir of the Jones family.Dressed in an all-white suit, he sported a slicked-back undercut, his dark hair neatly styled on top. His skin was smooth, his expression perpetually unimpressed, as if nothing in the world could bother him. Dark circles framed his half-lidded eyes, giving him a permanently sleep-deprived look. A black stud earring glinted in one ear, and a matching black ring pierced his lower lip. The moment he stepped onto the red carpet, the media instantly recognized him. "That's Benjamin, the fake Jones heir! Even after the real daughter was found, the family still treats him like their own." 18 years ago, Benjamin had been in a serious car accident. When the doctors ran a blood test, the Jones family discovered something shocking—his blood type did

"You guys at Starbound build cars! Why the hell are you trying to steal Ms. Jones from me? Move aside, I'm going first!" Several men crowded the doorway, bickering as they tried to shove past each other. None of them were willing to step back. …Inside the banquet hall, a waiter approached Elara, holding a tray of champagne flutes. She casually picked up a glass. "Ms. Jones." A familiar voice rang out. Turning, she saw the mother of one of Merida's classmates walking toward her with a bright, eager smile. Elara recognized her immediately. This was the same woman who had mocked her mercilessly when James tried to expel Merida. The same woman had also written a public apology on Instagram, only to delete it once the scandal blew over. And she was the same woman whose husband had formally issued an apology to Elara through his company's official account. Now, spotting Elara at the event, she and her husband were both stunned. But instead of keeping their