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Gael did all of these to protect the remaining son of his best friend. “Anyway, so I slept with my wife at her parents’ room.” “My grandparents’ room,” Colt corrected. “Your wife is Colton’s aunt. His mom’s sister?” “Yes,” he said proudly. “Wow.” I blinked. “How come you never mentioned this to me, Colton?” “I did not get a chance to talk about this, but now you know.” He looked at the rearview mirror with a small smile on his lips. “So after that, Collin, his dad threatened me if I break his sister-in-law’s heart, he will let me die alone in the desert.”

she murmured as she stroked the little girl’s flushed cheek. “Sorry,” Emily said with a remorseful look. “It’s okay, baby. What matters is that you’re feeling better now,” Valeria replied gently. Emily nodded, then looked behind her mom. Valeria turned and saw Ethan hesitating by the closed door. “Ethan!” Emily called, waving at him. He looked up at his mom, then slowly walked toward the bed. Emily reached out and touched his cheek gently, and Ethan let out a shaky breath of relief. In that moment, Valeria knew these two couldn’t live without each other. And she’d make sure they never had to.

His eyes betrayed a deep possessiveness, making no effort to hide his intentions. "Hi, I’m Colin. Emily has never mentioned having a husband to me. I also haven't noticed a wedding ring on her finger," Colin replied, his smile still in place but clearly considering Issac as an adversary now. Emily looked at Colin, embarrassment etched on her face. She tried to state the facts as casually as possible, "Colin, I've actually separated from Issac and I want a divorce." Her eyes flickered, unsure why she felt the need to explain at this moment. But it was clear that Issac was trying to provoke Colin, and it made her nervous.

Aging didn’t seem to touch the Zorin family. Then the moment Lance had dreaded had arrived. Ylva’s eyes flicked to him. He quickly shook his head subtly, silently telling her not to do anything reckless. But she smirked. “Hey, Grandpa,” she said, then gestured toward Lance. “That’s Lance. My boyfriend.” Lance felt his soul leave his body. Their eyes met, and time seemed to slow. “Boyfriend, huh?” Marcus Zorin said, his tone calm, but the intensity in his single red eye was enough to make Lance swallow hard.

“I know you might be thinking that I’m saying so just to make you feel good, but I’m just saying what I have heard from Rose about you.” Colton looked past his shoulder and spoke, “You speak a lot just like him," he sneered before adding, "Hope you will use your mind if you have heard the whole conversation, unlike him." With this, he left from there without looking back even for once. Ethlyn turned her head toward Calvin and saw him sleeping on the floor where he fell. . #TBC

I lied. “Open it, Zac.” He said losing his patience. I sucked in enough air, at least the right amount to make my fingers move. And right there, in 1080 pixel, was Emily and a guy, I'm suspecting was her boyfriend. “Is that the person who claimed to be unfit to handle Nevada?” Damon stared right into my soul. I felt like a fool, for more reasons than one. “I'm sorry about that, Sir.” I apologised to him. “While I do not know what Emily is up to what I am certain about is that every road she's taking that doesn't yet lead to Nevada’s big launch, leads to her healing from Freda’s demise.”

Before everyone knows Emeric and I are finally over, because he’s found someone better for him than me. Some are just better informed. My first big meeting for Roy’s firm is a lunch meeting with social media celebrity Caroline Collins—who just so happens to be pals with none other than Victoria Cambridge. I knew she wouldn’t make it easy for me. “So what was your problem with Emeric?” Miss Collins squints at me, sneering. “I have no problem with Mr. Garvalle,” I answer politely. Like a lawyer. “He was an excellent employer, but it was time for me to move on.”

“I can feel it when a woman watches me as I walk away. Trust me, you ain’t ever checked out my ass.” “Walk away then, Colt, and maybe I’ll surprise you,” Emerson said. Colt grinned, stuck his fingers through the loops of his jeans, and strutted away from them. Emerson stared hard at his ass, and Colt laughed. “I felt that, Emma!” She laughed, and turned to look at Eden. “There’s something really wrong with your brother.” “We call it the Colt Syndrome,” Eden said. “Come on, my office is warmer.” Emerson followed Eden back to her office, and switched the kettle on. She prepared two cups, and sat down in her chair. Emerson looked around, and fixed her gaze on Eden.

The next morning, Eugene arrived to pick Valerie up for her medical check-up. They did not even try to hide it, walking out hand in hand before getting into his car. Watching them together, I realized just how laughably naive I had been. Back in high school, Valerie used to spend a lot of time at Susan's house for tutoring. Over time, she and Eugene got together, and their relationship lasted all the way through college. However, when they started talking about marriage, Valerie's mother, Gloria Keller, stepped in. She could not accept the idea of her daughter marrying a guy from a single-parent household with no house or car in the city, so she broke them up.

Ethan asked, his voice low and dangerous. Tyler scratched the back of his neck, unable to lie. "I might have let some details slide before you walked in. Just a bit of context to bridge the gap... Why is Collins taking this so hard? Even if you’re the one providing the salvation, isn't he overreacting? We’re talking about a massive influx of credits! No one else in Valeria would be crazy enough to sink that kind of wealth into the Parker ruins." "He can't reconcile the fact that I am the one holding the cards," Ethan replied, his voice sounding raw and hoarse.