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Dalton tugged on Madelyn’s sleeve, drawing her attention to him. He had finished his milk and was waving the bottle, indicating he wanted more. Madelyn glanced emotionlessly at Margaret.

Margaret noticed Madelyn’s glance and quickly came over to take Dalton. However, Zach spoke up, “I’ll take him.”

Margaret hesitated briefly before handing Dalton over to Zach. The usually restless Dalton sat quietly on Zach’s lap, content with some snacks given by Margaret to nibble on.

“Let’s eat,” Zach announced, cradling Dalton in one arm while serving fish onto Madelyn’s plate with his other hand.

Zach did not force Madelyn to accept the gift she was reluctant to take. Instead, he pushed it toward her and said, “You can open it later and take a look. Consider it my wedding gift to you.

Madelyn did not acknowledge the gesture, maintaining her silence throughout the meal. After they finished, the photographer for the family portrait arrived. At that moment, Madelyn’s face was preoccupied with red spots.

“Why does it have to be today? Can’t we reschedule?” Madelyn asked.

Zach removed Madelyn’s hand from her face and said, “Nowadays, we have technology to remove those red spots from your face. It’ll only take a few minutes. After the photoshoot, we can go get your medicine.”

Madelyn kept her distance from Zach and said, “Let’s just get it over with. I’m feeling dizzy.”

The photographer had already set up the backdrop. After the makeup artist gave her a brief touch-up, Madelyn sat, ready for the photo shoot. The photographer, sensing the tense atmosphere, hurried the process.

Only a few photos were taken before it was over. The photographer handed the finished product to Madelyn and said, “Mrs. Jardin, What do you think of them?”

However, Madelyn hardly glanced at it. She suddenly felt nauseous and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Zach followed Madelyn to the bathroom on the first floor. He opened the door and found her crouched beside the toilet, violently throwing up the soup she had just consumed. Zach looked on with concern. He helped lift her long hair and gently rubbed her back. He asked, “If you’re feeling unwell, why force yourself and keep quiet about it?”

but you didn’t care.”

Madelyn breathed heavily and replied tearfully, “I told you,

Zach’s touch on Madelyn’s back stiffened. He flushed the toilet and helped her stand. Madelyn, feeling weak, pushed him away and said, “Since the photoshoot is over, I’m going to rest now.

Madelyn stumbled out of the bathroom, supported by Margaret. Just then, the makeup artist, with a smile on her face, congratulated Madelyn, “Congratulations, Mrs. Jardin!”

Confused, Madelyn asked, “What for?”

Margaret quickly signaled to the makeup artist to be quiet. The makeup artist noticed Margaret’s signal and covered up, “I heard today is your wedding day. So, I came to

congratulate you.”

“There’s nothing to congratulate,” Madelyn responded before heading to her room, visibly unwell.

Margaret sighed in relief, glad that the makeup artist did not mention the word “pregnant.” If Zach had heard, the consequences could have been dire.

Madelyn felt unwell, her stomach churning painfully. Margaret covered Madelyn with a blanket and said, “I’ll get you some soup.”

“No, bring me some grilled food,” Madelyn requested weakly.

“Grilled food? You can’t eat that now; it’s too greasy! Mr. Jardin would be furious if he found out.”

Madelyn looked like a fragile beauty who would easily be swept away by the wind. She had a feeling that the year was going to be anything but peaceful.

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Madelyn replied to Margaret, “I just want to taste it.”

It has been a year since Madelyn’s rebirth, a time she would not forget.

Margaret found it hard to refuse Madelyn’s rare request. She said, “I’ll make it right away, just like the ones you get outside.”

“Thanks,” Madelyn said.

Margaret hurriedly began preparing the grilled food for Madelyn, but the kitchen at home lacked the proper ingredients, as Madelyn was not fond of spicy food. When Margaret realized they did not have the necessary equipment for grilling, she quickly called the driver, Jordan, to get some.

Jordan planned to inform Zach about that, as everything concerning Madelyn required his permission. It might seem trivial, but Zach never tired of knowing every little detail about her.

When Zach was about to check on Madelyn, he learned about the grilled food request from Jordan. Zach asked, “Grilled food?”

“Yes, Mr. Jardin. Margaret gave me some money and asked me to get the items on the list.” Jordan replied, handing Zach a list of items.

Zach glanced through the list and noticed it was just ordinary grilled food supplies. His memory was still sharp.

Zach instructed Jordan to follow Madelyn’s requests, “Do as she says.”

“Understood, Mr. Jardin.”

As Jordan was leaving, Zach handed him some cash, telling him to return the change to Margaret.

Back in Madelyn’s room, she looked out the window on her bed, lost in thought and not noticing Zach’s entrance. The light filtering through the clouds illuminated her delicate features, making even the fine hairs on her face visible.

Madelyn recalled when she lived in this house with Hayson, whose focus was always on Zach. Just like today, it was snowing back then. The once visible boundary walls were now gone, leaving only a view of a jujube tree. She had picked its fruits only once and never again.

Madelyn had always been sentimental. Even a small gesture could stay etched in her memory. She had regarded Forrest as a friend for a long time. There were regrets, like being unable to say goodbye when he left, which was why Madelyn suddenly craved grilled food.

Then, Madelyn’s thoughts were interrupted by Zach’s voice.

“What’s in your mind?”

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Madelyn did not respond to Zach’s query. He approached and sat beside her, his deep gaze following her line of sight before darkening.

“I’ve arranged everything with the photoshoot company,” Zach began, breaking the silence. Once you’re better, the custom wedding dresses from overseas will arrive in the capital. We can try them on then.”

Zach reached for Madelyn’s hand, but she swiftly withdrew it. She said, “Zach, stop it already! You processed our marriage certificate on my behalf without acknowledging me. You’ve achieved your goal. So, stop seeking my attention.”

Zach, undeterred by Madelyn’s words, said, “The PR department will announce our marriage. Soon, everyone in the capital will know you’re the wife of the CEO of Jardin Corporation.”

“Zach! Do you realize how people viewed our relationship in the past? You were my father’s adopted son, my brother. Now that he’s gone and we are married, do you know how others will judge us?” Madelyn asked.

When Madelyn married Zach in the previous lifetime, she wanted to tell everyone she was his wife, but he was unwilling. Being married to her seemed like a humiliation to him. Now, when she was unwilling and had given up on him, he wanted to do that.

“You don’t need to care about them. All you have to do is attend the company’s annual

meeting with me after the wedding photoshoot,” said Zach.

Madelyn suspected Zach intended to provoke her deliberately.

He gently stroked Madelyn’s hair. He softened his gaze and said, “Get some rest.”

Then Zach stood to leave and coughed a few times, showcasing his unwell condition. Madelyn noticed Zach’s illness seemed persistent. Even his palm felt feverishly hot.

Zach went to his study. He slumped in his chair and gazed at the ceiling. Beside him were two bottles of white pills. They were medications given by Kai to suppress emotions.

Kai had warned him, “This medication is effective, but it may affect fertility. However, it won’t impact your ability. I suggest using the original medicine. Mental illness isn’t like a common cold that heals in a few days. It requires a long recovery.”

Zach ultimately chose the medication with side effects. To win Madelyn back, Zach had expended much effort.

“Zach, run…”

“D-Don’t hurt him.”

The sounds of agony filled Zach’s ears, and the thatched hut was covered in blood. He looked back and saw a fiercely intense fire raging. Everyone was caught in the blaze, struggling in pain and torment.

“Helen!”

Zach woke from the nightmare, sweating and disoriented. It was dark outside, except for the dim light in the study. His heart raced as if a giant hand was squeezing it. It had been a while since he had such a vivid dream.

Zach stepped out of the study and immediately noticed a lingering smell of grilled food in the bedroom. He frowned subtly, observing the sleeping figure in the dim moonlight. He lay down beside Madelyn.

Madelyn was in a deep, muddled sleep. Though her fever had subsided, she still felt miserable with a throbbing headache and dizziness. Suddenly, she felt someone embracing her. She shifted uncomfortably and said, “My head! It hurts!”

She began to feel better after she felt a gentle pressure massaging her temples, soothing her discomfort. Then, she was able to sleep soundly, but having gone to bed early, she awoke at midnight and could not fall back asleep.

As Madelyn moved, she felt a hand on her head, massaging gently.

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Madelyn realized it was Zach holding her in his arms. His feverish body temperature was alarmingly high. He was still unwell, yet he insisted on staying with her.

As Madelyn looked up at Zach’s handsome face, she remembered how she used to love him so dearly. She thought, ‘Zach, why did you hate me so much in the previous life? Is it because I had hurt Jadie? But I had atoned for that sin. Are your feelings for me genuine now?’

Meanwhile, Cecilia, wearing a bathrobe in a high-rise apartment, furiously scattered everything on the table. She roared, “Zach! How could you marry her!”

Cecilia was in a frenzy, trembling as she looked at the announcement on the company’s social media account and the glaring marriage certificate on her phone. She could not believe Zach had married Madelyn.

“I was the one who helped you build Jardin Corporation, who pushed you to become CEO, who led you to your success. I should have been the one you married! How could you marry someone else?!” Cecilia grumbled as she was on the verge of a breakdown.

A middle-aged man emerged from the bathroom. He was tying his bathrobe when he noticed Cecilia’s meltdown.

“That’s what upsets you?” he said, his voice tinged with mockery.

Cecilia quickly composed herself, but her eyes still blazed with fury. She said, “I just can’t stand the thought of him marrying someone else!”

The man seemed to possess inexhaustible energy. His hand slid inside Cecilia’s bathrobe, grasping a soft spot before swiftly pulling her into his embrace and sitting her on his lap. He said, “No need to rush. This is just the beginning.”

Cecilia cupped the man’s face and asked, “So, you’ll do it?”

“Of course.”

Cecilia put down her phone and instantly smiled. She began to respond to the man’s teasing touches, moving in sync with him. The atmosphere quickly turned sensual.

Zach’s remarriage became the talk of the city overnight. On the company’s app, BuzzForum, everyone was discussing it. They were digging into Madelyn, the new Mrs. Jardin’s past. Unlike the quiet union with Yvonne, Zach’s marriage to Madelyn was a public spectacle.

At the company, Kevin became the mainstay with Zach being absent, fielding endless media inquiries about Zach and Madelyn’s wedding date. Some paparazzi had even camped outside the company. The spectacle was almost akin to celebrity gossip in the entertainment industry. Kevin set aside the paperwork requiring Zach’s signature while managing other decisions on his own at the same time.

“Blake, get me coffee,” Kevin called out, momentarily forgetting that the chatty woman had left with Zach, Kevin had missed Blake’s constant chatter, which had become a familiar background noise.

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At that moment, a young woman around twenty-five with long dyed hair and a professional skirt walked in from the secretary’s office, carrying a cup of coffee. She stuttered nervously, ” M-Mr. Harrison, your coffee.”

Kevin frowned slightly, barely concealing his annoyance. He ordered, “Leave it on the table.”

Susan, Kevin’s new assistant, was filling in for Blake. She, clearly uneasy, placed the coffee down and asked, “Mr. Harrison, is there anything else? I still have some documents to print.”

Kevin replied without looking up, “Go ahead.”

Aware of Kevin’s reputation as one of the toughest people to please at Jardin Corporation, Susan hurried out, relieved to escape his scrutiny. She knew that a single mistake could mean a scolding or even dismissal.

As Susan left, Kevin’s voice halted her. “Have you contacted Ms. Dion yet?”

Susan reported, “Yes, Mr. Harrison, as per your instructions. Currently, she’s on a business trip. No one, aside from you, has seen her for a while. I tried calling her but couldn’t get through.”

“Understood,” Kevin acknowledged, returning to his work.

Once alone, Kevin put down his pen and checked his phone. Apart from a few messages about appointments with the CEO, other company heads, and important business matters, the messages he had sent Blake days ago remained unanswered.

Kevin, known for his efficiency, was now being blatantly ignored by Blake. The task he assigned to her was executed disastrously. Frustrated, he sent another message: [Return within two hours or face dismissal from Jardin Corporation.]

Meanwhile, on vacation, Blake lounged in the sun, casually responding to messages. Kevin’s sudden message startled her. She had saved Kevin’s contact as “Meanie.” She scoffed and cursed under her breath, “Damn, mister. Do as you like; I don’t care! I only worked there because of Madelyn. The overtime, the salary deductions. Forget it!”

Then, Blake blocked Kevin’s number, finally feeling at peace.

Blake’s parents were scientists under the Secret Service’s protection. Since her childhood, she has always been close to the Harper family. She took her mother’s surname as her father had married into the family. Blake’s father, often labeled as living off his wife, never complained about the arrangement.

Although Blake was not as wealthy as Mya, she never felt neglected and was well cared for. As for living expenses, she eased Mya’s family’s burden through part-time jobs.

When she returned, Blake noticed a black military vehicle parked outside the Harper residence. She sensed something was amiss.

‘Could it be that the jerk is here?’ Blake pondered. She rushed inside, brandishing a stick. Ready to protect Mya, she shouted, “Don’t worry, Mya. I’m here!”

Inside, Blake was met with a chilling presence. Mya, clutching a doll, hid behind Grace, trembling in fear. The man before them, clad in a black uniform adorned with an eagle

insignia, exuded a terrifying aura. Blake realized something had happened in her absence and that this man was likely the cause of Mya and Grace’s distress.

 

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Despite her fear of the imposing man before her, Blake stood bravely in front of Grace and Mya. Blake declared with a shaky voice, “I-I’m warning you, don’t even think about touching Mya.”

Mya, hiding behind Grace, timidly praised Blake in a soft voice, just loud enough for everyone to hear, “Blake, you’re so brave.”

Fred, who had come expecting a different reception, frowned sternly at Mya. He thought, ‘I didn’t expect her to be so scared of me.’

“Mya, come here,” Fred commanded.

Mya was frightened by Fred’s command and burst into tears. She said, “No, you’re a bad guy. Mom said you’ve been with many women, you’re unclean. She and Madelyn told me not to be friends with you, and I don’t want to see you ever again!”

Mya recalled how Fred had hurt her last time. To Mya, Fred was as bad as Luke.

After that, Mya clutched her doll and hurried upstairs, not even glancing back at Fred. He had not expected such rejection. After traveling from Ventropolis to Sutherlyn, that was not an outcome he would accept.

Grace stepped forward with tears in her eyes. She said, “Mr. Turner, I beg you, please spare my daughter. She’s very simple-minded, so please show mercy. You can have anything from our family, just please leave Mya alone.”

Blake hurried to support Grace as Fred declared dominantly, “No one can stop me from taking who I want. Even if I have to burn down the Harper residence, I’ll take her with me.”

Riley nodded and said, “Yes, sir.”

Then, a group of men barged in forcefully. Blake stood brave with a stick and warned, “I’m telling you, as long as I’m here, you’re not taking Mya away.”

But in the very next instant, Blake was easily overpowered and thrown to the ground. Grace tried to stop them but was also knocked down. Grace cried out in despair and pleaded, “No… Don’t take Mya away.”

Fred walked down the stairs, unfazed. Grace clung to Fred’s leg and continued, “She’s my only daughter, please don’t harm her.”

Blake, in a fit of desperation, blocked Fred’s path. She exclaimed, “How dare you torment Mya like this after what you’ve done? It’s because of men like you that she’s become like this.

“Mark my words, if you take her today, she’ll become insane. Her intellect will regress to that of a three-year-old, unable to understand anything, not even recognizing us. And even if we don’t stop you, can you ensure you’ll always treat her well? She’ll only end up discarded and left to fend for herself.

“We don’t know your motives, but I tell you, if you forcibly take her today, she’ll make your life hell, then starve herself to death, leaving you helpless.

“Only here can she receive treatment and recover.”

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The commotion upstairs quickly led to Mya’s screams and the sound of something shattering into pieces. In her room, Mya had accidentally broken a vase, one that held the flowers Madelyn had given her during a hospital visit. Mya had been taking care of them, ensuring they did not wither. Now, in despair, Mya sat on the floor, sobbing, holding the wilted flowers..

Fred’s men swiftly carried Mya downstairs taking advantage of the chaos. In a state of confusion, Mya cried for help, “Call the police… I want to report them. They’ve broken my flowers.”

Blake was stunned by Mya’s reaction and said, “Mya, what are you doing? You should be worried about yourself, not the flowers!”

As Mya was brought downstairs, seeing Fred seemed to snap her back to reality. She recoiled, crying out, “He’s a bad man. Blake, help me! I don’t want to see this bad person again.”

Grace was helpless and distraught. She could only watch as Mya was taken away. Grace tried to stop them but was pushed aside, falling to the ground.

Mya sobbed and pleaded, “Don’t push my mom… please don’t…’”

II

Mya was brought before Fred, but she refused to look at him. All she wanted was to check on her mother. Fred’s icy voice stopped Mya, “Where do you think you’re going?”

Mya pushed the formidable man in a burst of defiance and yelled, “You’re a jerk! Your men pushed my mom! I hate you! Leave my house, I never want to see you again!”

Though Mya pushed Fred, he remained unshaken, his expression unwavering. He observed her teary eyes and apparent fear.

“I hate you the most, just like Madelyn’s brother,” Mya cried, running to Grace. “Mom, are you hurt? Let me take a look at you.”

Grace comforted Mya with tears in her eyes and said, “It’s okay, Mya. I’m fine, don’t cry.”

“Sorry, Mom… I should have known he would hurt you. I won’t be his friend anymore,” Mya sobbed, her tears flowing freely.

Suddenly, Mya confronted Fred. Blake was too late to intervene. She watched in horror as Mya, biting down hard, sunk her teeth into Fred’s arm and glared at him with resentment as she observed his expression. Blake watched, fearful of Fred’s reaction. She thought, ‘This is bad.’

The astonishment was clear on Riley’s face, who was beside Fred. Riley wanted to intervene but was stopped by Fred.

Fred’s face darkened. He tried to contain his anger but was visibly affected by Mya’s audacious

move.

“You’ve bitten enough,” Fred said coldly. No one had ever dared to act like this with him before.

Despite Mya’s fierce bite, Fred did not show any outward anger. Instead, he let her down and wiped away a tear with a huff, turning to leave.

‘Her mental state is more fragile than I had realized.’ Fred thought.

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Fred gave Blake a sharp, piercing gaze. He asked curtly, “How long until she gets better?”

Blake bit her lip, then replied, “The doctor said it’s a deep-rooted emotional issue from her childhood, worsened by the abuse she suffered. She has been traumatized. Recovery, if at all possible, will be slow. She’s been medicated for over a decade with little improvement. In addition to her being constantly bullied, how could she possibly get better anytime soon?” “There’s no disease that can’t be cured,” Fred declared sternly. “You have one day to pack up. Tomorrow, we’re heading back to Ventropolis. If you don’t comply, you’ll face the consequences.”

Fred’s glance briefly met Mya’s before shifting away coldly.

Blake exhaled deeply, feeling relieved at Fred’s departure.

In the car, Fred unbuttoned his sleeve to reveal a stark bite mark. Riley caught a glimpse of the injury in the rearview mirror, noting blood seeping through. Riley murmured, “I’ve never seen Mr. Turner being so tolerant toward any woman.”

If Mya had been a woman from an ordinary household, she definitely would not remain unharmed until now.

Fred covered the wound with his sleeve. He said coldly, “Eyes on the road.”

Unexpectedly, Blake returning to her hometown in Sutherlyn did not bring the peace she had hoped for. She had thought she could escape the troubles of the capital. Yet, to her surprise, she found herself having to return.

Blake quickly fetched a first aid kit for Grace. Meanwhile, Mya, holding her mother’s hand, tried to comfort her with childlike innocence, “Mom, don’t cry. I’ll make it better.”

Grace looked at Mya with tearful eyes, filled with sorrow and regret. Grace said, “Mya, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry.”

In Grace’s eyes, Mya was always a quiet and well-behaved girl, never troubling anyone from childhood. Mya was always the one being bullied, never the other way around. Yet, Mya had managed to draw the wrath of a formidable foe to her family’s doorstep.

Grace thought that leaving the capital would allow her family a peaceful life. Yet, Fred managed to find them in Sutherlyn.

“Mya, could you fetch me a glass of water?” Grace requested.

“Sure, Mom,” Mya replied.

Mya’s eyes were brimming with tears. She ran to the kitchen to fetch water for Grace, leaving Blake and Grace alone.

“Blake, take Mya and leave Sutherlyn,” Grace implored. “Go as far as you can, where he can’t find you.”

Blake protested, “Auntie, I can’t leave you and uncle behind!”

Grace said with her voice heavy with grief, “Listen to me, Blake. If your uncle were here, he’d say the same. Our biggest responsibility has always been Mya. If not for my negligence, she

wouldn’t be in this state.”

The fact that Mya had become mentally incapacitated was a lifelong sorrow for Grace, who felt she had not been a good parent.

Blake protested, “But… if we leave, he’ll definitely come and make trouble for you. What if… he does something horrible to you? Mya will be heartbroken.”

Grace was resolute. She said, “There are no buts. You have to do this. He might target the company, but your uncle and I don’t care. If the company is gone, so be it, but nothing can happen to Mya. Blake, I hope you can help Mya this time.”

Blake wanted to say more, but ultimately she acquiesced.

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Blake said. “But once I ensure Mya is safe, I’ll come back for you both.”

Grace shook her head and tears streaming down her face. “No, don’t come back until he gives up on Mya. Here, take this,” she said, handing Blake a card filled with their savings. “Never come back, no matter what happens to us. Keep Mya safe and away from him.”

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“You’re giving us everything? But what will you and uncle do?” Blake asked. She could not hide her concern.

Grace sighed heavily, her voice filled with resigned acceptance. “Your uncle and I knew this day might come. We have to ensure your and Mya’s safety first. With this money, you should manage just fine. We’ll manage somehow.”

Blake’s eyes began to fill with tears. She said, “There must be another way. We can ask Madelyn for help. She said the only person who can deal with Fred is Mr. Jardin, the CEO of Jardin Corporation. Mr. Jardin’s her brother, and he will surely help us.”

Grace shook her head, a mix of sadness and resolve in her eyes. She said, “Blake, we are outsiders in their world. Madelyn has already done more than enough for us. We can’t keep depending on her anymore.”

Mya carried a glass of water over clumsily and said, “Mom, here’s your water. I accidentally broke the glass just now, but I’ve already taken care of it.”

Grace gave Mya a final, longing look, her heart heavy with farewell, and said, “Mya, you’ve done well.”

“Blake, pack your things. Book a flight tonight and leave as soon as possible.” Grace instructed.

Blake agreed with a heavy heart and began to pack their belongings.

“Where are we going?” asked Mya, innocent and confused.

“You always wanted to visit your friend overseas, right? Blake found out where he was. You’ll see him soon,” Grace reassured Mya with a smile, but her eyes held a deep sorrow.

Mya’s eyes lit up with excitement and said, “Really? Then I’ll pack right now and take lots of yummy snacks!”

Grace watched Mya’s cheerful figure bound upstairs, her heart aching. She murmured, “That’s all I can do for you now, my dear Mya.”

That evening, Grace cooked a feast, a final loving gesture for Mya. After dinner, Grace lovingly adjusted Mya’s fluffy white cap, and Mya’s face broke into a carefree smile. Grace hugged Mya and said, “My dear Mya, take care of yourself no matter where you are.”

“Mom, I’ll be smart and take care of myself. Blake and I will be back in a few days.” Mya replied.

“Go now, or you’ll miss your flight,” Grace urged.

The driver put Blake and Mya’s baggage into the back of the car.

As the car carrying Blake and Mya drove away, Grace began to dismiss the household staff and, after dealing with some company affairs, she headed to the hospital in the middle of the night. However, her journey to the hospital was unexpectedly diverted when she realized the driver was not who she had expected.

“What’s going on? Where are you taking me?” she demanded, panic rising in her voice.

“It’s too late for realizations now, Mrs. Harper,” the driver said menacingly, his eyes glinting

with malice in the rearview mirror.

Trapped in the car, Grace’s heart sank as they drove further away from the city. The car headed toward a remote area, the dark night sky only illuminated by a dim moonlight.

“Ms. Samford, I’ve brought her here as you asked,” said the suspicious man.

At that moment, Grace was bound, with tape sealing her mouth.

In the dark, a woman’s face appeared especially sinister. She said, “You have yourself to blame for this. You should have chosen your alliances more wisely. Of all the people, you had to get involved with Madelyn. But even without Madelyn, your daughter ruined my plans, and for that, she can’t be with Fred. Because Fred, like Zach, is mine!”

In another lifetime, Fred had kidnapped and assaulted Cecilia. Although initially horrified, Cecilia grew to relish their illicit affair, even bearing his child, though fate had cruelly snatched it away.

Fred’s true identity was a secret to the outside world, but Cecilia was in the know. In Ventropolis, only Zach could stand equal to Fred in the world of power.

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In a world of power and influence, two men stood at the pinnacle of their respective fields. One a business tycoon, the other a political force. Both were unmatched in their realms.

Cecilia’s twisted affair with Fred in another lifetime cleared many obstacles in her path. In this life, she was determined not to let anything or anyone stand in her way.

“Is everything taken care of?” Cecilia demanded impatiently, her voice tinged with triumph. She caressed her belly and climbed into a waiting car, her eyes glinting with determination.

Cecilia mused to herself, “You think you’ve won, Zach. But in the past life, even after marrying that worthless Madelyn, you still discarded her. People change, and in the end, you’ll see I’m the only one meant for you. The feeling of the two most outstanding, most powerful men falling at the mercy of my charms is something you wouldn’t understand even if you lived two lifetimes, Madelyn. You’re destined to be overshadowed by me.”

The car sped away into the night, leaving behind a man in the shadows. He held a sharp stone, his eyes gleaming with malice as he approached Grace, still struggling for life. With a twisted smile, he brought the stone down mercilessly.

Meanwhile, Blake’s heart pounded with anxiety in the car. It was past midnight, and the plane was about to depart. They had just enough time.

Suddenly, the driver noticed several black cars following them closely. As one of the cars aggressively maneuvered alongside them, he cursed under his breath. “F*ck! What the hell do they want?!”

Mya slept soundly, oblivious to the danger. Blake bit her lip in frustration and said, “Wake up, Mya! Fred is on our tail!”

A sudden stop jolted everyone in the car. Mya, still drowsy, mumbled incoherently and fell back asleep.

Blake realized they had no chance against Fred if it came to a showdown. If one of them had to be captured, it would undoubtedly be Mya. But Blake could not bear the thought of Mya suffering at Fred’s hands.

They were surrounded on an empty street, far from any help. Blake stepped out of the car, raising her hands in surrender, as Fred approached them menacingly. She said nervously, “Mr. Turner, what a coincidence meeting you again so soon!”

Riley looked at Blake with disdain and said, “You broke your promise, Ms. Dion. Do you understand the consequences?”

Fred’s cold gaze pierced through the night. He seemed to have lost his patience and asked coldly, “Where’s Mya?”

“She’s resting in the car,” Blake pointed. “She took her medicine before we left. It makes her sleep deeply.”

“What medicine?” Fred questioned.

“Just some herbal medicine for her brain,” Blake replied awkwardly while pointing at her head.