Hearing Chairman Gordon’s stern voice, Xyla could no longer bring herself to laugh out loud anymore. …Was… Was it really true? Even from back then, Xyla had always hated it whenever she saw Gerald’s desperate face. She just couldn’t ever take him seriously. It had just been a few years since they had last met… Had Gerald really changed that much? Why were so many wealthy and influential figures being so respectful and courteous to him? How could any of this truly be? As all these questions echoed in Xavia’s mind, Gerald simply ignored her, opting instead to continue talking with Chairman Gordon and the others. The event then resumed for about half an hour before Gerald bid farewell to Chairman Gordon and the rest. He had honestly wanted to leave for quite a while now. As he left the hotel, a large group of people followed to see him off. Before he was able to leave, Elena whispered something into her father’s ear before sticking her tongue out. She wanted to leave tog

Upon screeching to a halt right beside Queta, a few people slid the van door open and immediately tried dragging her in! “Queta!” shouted Aunt Fenderson who was already returning from the shop by the time she saw the suspicious van driving toward her daughter. She then began running toward the poor girl who was desperately struggling to escape from her captors. The captors themselves were still trying to drag her into the van. In her anxiety, she bit down hard on one of the masked men’s arms! Shouting in pain, the already strong man then roughly pushed Queta aside, sending her falling straight for the ground! As a result, the back of Queta’s head hit a bump on the side of the road and she immediately fainted from the hard impact. By the time Xara got to the group of men, they were already carrying the now unconscious Queta into the van. In her attempt to prevent them from taking her away, Xara immediately began wildly hitting the men. However, no matter how desperately she

“Where are we now?” asked Yunus, his face pale as a sheet. “I’m not too sure either… While we’ve been able to escape from Gerald’s men when we bumped into them on the main road, we strayed too far off and it’s only barren land around us now!” replied the driver, his legs quivering in fear. While they had earlier assumed that they were going to escape just fine, they hadn’t expected Gerald’s men to intercept them out of the blue on the main road leading to Merry City! Thankfully, night was already approaching by then and since the driver was an expert, he managed to eventually shake them off. Though they had successfully evaded Gerald’s men for the moment, they were now also lost. “Why do I even pay you then?! B*stard!” shouted Yunus. They were already far from the city and the gloominess of the surrounding area only served to make Yunus even more depressed. It was around then when the sound of motor engines could be heard in the distance, the cold night breeze further sen

Xara was Lord Fenderson’s most promising daughter and also the second most prominent figure within the Fenderson family. In fact, her position was even more important compared to Jasmine’s father. Knowing that alone painted a clear picture of how witty and intelligent Xara was as a person. Adding that to her superior intuition, Xara was certain that her father had been the one who had kidnapped Queta, even though she had no idea how he had found her in the first place. “I know the Fendersons very well, Gerald. While several complicated internal matters happen within the family, if my father was the one who had kidnapped Queta, then I can rest assured that he won’t make things difficult for her. The problem is, I can’t say the same about the rest of the Fenderson family members…” “Hahaha! Still… To think that all this stemmed from a fit I threw at him so many years ago! Though I’m sure he regrets it, his temper clearly hasn’t changed at all! Is he honestly still expecting me to

“Third young lady, you really aren’t allowed to enter! The order had specifically been issued by the old master!” said a bodyguard, desperately trying to prevent a girl—who looked to be around twenty—from entering. “Well that’s just great then! Are you telling me that there’s now a place within the Fenderson mansion where I, Quincy Fenderson, can’t enter? Both my elder sister and second sister already dislike me. Are you saying that grandpa doesn’t like me either now? The more you prevent me from entering, the more I want to enter and have a look for myself! Now get out of the way!” shouted Quincy as she pushed the bodyguard aside and rushed inside. The inside of the room looked extremely luxurious, and antique furniture—seemingly in the style of 1960’s European aristocrats—was placed in every corner. Apart from her grandfather’s room, this was the only other room that was this luxurious in the entire mansion. Whenever she had nothing better to do, Quincy would often come to thi