"What took you so long!" Sophia angrily said to the servants and guards that had just arrived. She was so furious at them that she made sure that once everything was over, all of them were kicked out. "Miss, I'm sorry. I went to call the guards. I tried to stop him, but he won't listen." The servant explained as she even showed the wounds on her arms from when Charles pushed her aside, causing her to hit one of the huge vases. "What happened to your arms?" Sophia now realized why the servant took a while; Charles must have attacked her, resulting in her being wounded. "You b*stard! How dare you hurt them." "Please, as if you never laid your hands on your servants." Charles bluntly said, as there was no point in hiding the truth anymore and showing kindness towards Sophia, as there was nothing between them anymore. At the same time, Charles didn't care what people thought of Sophia anymore. He would happily spread rumors of how crazy she was, and he wouldn't care. "You b*stard! Take

Charles gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white as he pushed his car to its limits. He weaved through traffic, overtaking cars with reckless abandon, not caring about the speed limit or the consequences of his actions. All that mattered was reaching Aug's home as quickly as possible. His mind was a whirlwind of regret and guilt. He had turned to his uncles for help, thinking they could solve the problem with the girl’s father. Little did he know that their involvement would only make things worse. Their actions had put Megan's life in danger, and now he had to face the consequences. As he approached Aug's mansion, he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. The weight of his decisions was heavy, and he knew he had to make things right. He would do whatever it took to find Megan and protect his family from further harm. People were rushing in and out, some looking worried, others deep in conversation. Charles parked his car haphazardly and ran towards the e

As the days dragged on, Antonia found herself feeling more and more isolated in the lake house. She had decided to stay behind after the man's departure, feeling uncertain about how to handle the situation. The whole ordeal left her feeling like a hidden mistress, trapped in the man's house with a sense of unease and confusion. During one of the lonely evenings in the lake house, Antonia sat down with Joe, the maid assigned to help her during her stay. They had become companions of sorts, both trying to navigate the complexities of the situation surrounding Megan's kidnapping. "Joe, have you heard anything from the mansion?" Antonia asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Joe looked sympathetic as she replied, "I'm afraid not, Miss Antonia. The master hasn't been very communicative since he left. We're all quite worried about Miss Megan and him too." Antonia sighed, feeling the weight of the uncertainty. "I just can't wrap my head around all of this. It's as if I'm caught in some s

As Victor and his team returned to the mansion, a sense of unease hung in the air. Their mission to rescue Megan had not gone as planned, and everyone's worried expressions reflected the gravity of the situation. Victor knew he had to face the Chen family and deliver the news, despite the disappointment he felt in himself. "Edward," Victor said solemnly, turning to his trusted companion. "Please inform the Chen family about what happened tonight." As Edward dialed Charles' number, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for the difficult conversation ahead. The phone rang a few times before Charles finally picked up, his voice filled with anticipation and anxiety. "Edward, have you found her? Is Megan safe?" Charles' voice trembled with worry. Edward hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Charles, we returned to the mansion, but Megan wasn't there. We searched everywhere, but we couldn't find her." Charles felt a sinking feeling in his chest, his worst fears com

In the dimly lit warehouse, Victor and James stood facing each other, the air thick with tension. The sound of rain echoed outside, adding to the atmosphere of the intense showdown. Their eyes locked in a battle of wills and determination. Victor's gaze was unwavering, his resolve strengthened by the thought of saving Megan from this ordeal. James, on the other hand, wore a malicious grin, trying to unnerve his adversary. "So, Aug, you finally made it," James sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "I must say, I expected more from you." Victor's jaw tightened, but he refused to let James's words get to him. He knew the man was trying to play mind games, to break his composure. But he wouldn't fall for it. "I'm here to put an end to this," Victor replied, his voice steady and firm. "Release Megan, and I promise I won't hurt you." James laughed mockingly, taking a step closer to the man. "Oh, I'm not worried about you hurting me, Chairman. I'm more concerned about what I'll do