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It was a warning. While Cassandra sat beside me, busy tapping on her phone to book the flight, she suddenly paused. Her lips curled into a small smile, then a quiet giggle escaped her. “You might want to see this,” Cassandra said. I glanced at her briefly, irritation already written across my face. “I’m driving,” I snapped. “Just tell me what it is.” Cassandra turned her phone slightly toward me, though she knew I couldn’t look properly. “It’s a headline,” she said, excitement creeping into her voice. “The Harrison family’s missing daughter. They just made it public. There’s a reward involved too.”

“Stay away. All the catty witches will start fighting over them. Sit back and let the competition take themselves out. Those two will take any women mixed up with them down when they fall. They are trouble on two or four legs. Sexy trouble, but trouble.” Heather’s words annoyed Rose. Heather was always a little jealous. She was the daughter of the Rolling Meadows Pack Healer. Rose knew Heather didn’t believe she belonged. She believed her father’s position made her less than, but they didn’t care. So, Amber had to drag Heather to these events.

But the burn didn’t ease the knot in his chest. The news flashed on TV. “In breaking news, the missing Hartman heiress has been found alive after twenty-three years…” Adrian froze. The screen showed Evelyn stepping from a black car, surrounded by cameras. “She’s the missing Hartman heiress,” he whispered. Charlotte paled. “That’s impossible.” Adrian barely heard her. Every cruel word he’d thrown at Evelyn echoed in his head. He’d called her a gold digger, said she didn’t belong. Now she was the richest woman in New York.

Heather’s straightforward attitude was almost nerve wracking, especially for Blake’s subordinates. The flabbergasted look on their faces elicited from her a satisfied smile. “This is also why Director Blake has been travelling to Europe. However, as a family who have our roots in Bradfort City, of course the Langstons would like to improve our century-old company.” The ups and downs in Heather’s words left them hanging. It was as if they were on a roller-coaster ride, and Heather might surprise them with anything at the next instant. “I have a doctorate in economics in which I achieved outstanding performances in both its theoretical and practical aspects.” The look she wore when she was non

She paused, biting into her chicken, “I don’t know Robert, why don’t you check on your daughter, she’d really appreciate that her father is showing up for her instead of channeling that care at Esther and her spoiled brat daughter.” I rolled my eyes, it was better to ignore her, or this would never end, and for some reason, she enjoyed the banter while it wore me out. Gianna has always been like this, I think old age worsened it or maybe I was too distracted by her sexy body to notice. “Esther had an accident today,” “Oh,” she didn’t seem surprised, it was as though she already knew. “How’s she?” Hudson asked. “She doesn’t look too good.”

Alpha Sawyer shook his head pitifully as he looked at me. "That's not possible!" Nicholas glared at me for a few seconds. "Alpha Sawyer, you and your people are not going to conduct a hearing for a deluded woman. She is clearly deluded, can't you see it?" As he used the word, I felt like hitting him and biting his ear off. "She's not deluded. She seemed to be more sound than most of the women I have met in my life." Alpha Sawyer chuckled as if he were mocking Nicholas. "When is the hearing?" Nicholas asked after he had calmed his nerves. "Who are the witnesses, how many are they?"

she replied obediently. But she had no intention of listening. She had already decided—she would slap her for real. More than once, if possible. It wouldn’t be the first time she had taken revenge during filming. And every time before, she had succeeded. Once everyone finished preparing, filming began. In this scene, Natalie had just entered the palace under the alias Nyla Wuthers. She was only a low-ranking palace maid, but after catching the Emperor’s attention, Concubine Katherine became jealous and summoned her to teach her a lesson.

It was an elderly woman with silver hair pulled into a soft bun, wearing a knitted cardigan, her eyes kind and lined with age. ​I didn't recognize her face. But then the red news ticker flashed across the bottom of the screen: ​BREAKING: FORMER ST. MARY'S ORPHANAGE CAREGIVER ELEANOR VANE REPORTED MISSING UNDER SUSPICIOUS CIRCUMSTANCES ​My breath caught in my throat. ​"Oh, God..." Nathan whispered, his hands freezing over his keyboard. ​Sebastian stood so abruptly his chair crashed backward onto the floor, the sound echoing like a gunshot. Daniel’s face hardened into absolute, unyielding stone.

I chose him and stood by him all these years, supporting him from behind the scenes. And finally, Tyler’s company has been fully established and I planned this little celebratory dinner for us before the main event. A smirk crept onto my face as I blushed when I revealed my true identity before the whole world; not as, the housewife but as Hailey Norway, the only daughter and heiress of the Norway’s family. I could now stand beside my husband as a worthy business partner without scrutiny nor façade. “Grandpa, I proved you wrong this time” I murmured softly to myself, my face beaming brightly with a smile.