George had always been a cunning, calculating businessman—hardened by years of experience in high society. To him, dealing with someone like Ethan should’ve been effortless.What Clara didn’t know was that after she left George, unable to endure the loneliness, he had taken a pretty college student as his mistress.At the time, the young woman had a boyfriend. But George, ever the manipulator, invited the young man out for a private talk.With just a few sharp words, George had the poor guy—who came from an ordinary background—reduced to tears. The boy ended up walking away from the relationship on his own.So, George had assumed Ethan would crack just as easily—buckling under pressure and retreating from Clara’s life.But things weren’t going according to plan at all.Instead, Clara was radiating joy. When she reached the pool with Ethan, she practically lit up with excitement.“Wow! The design is stunning! The water’s the same shade as the sea—it looks amazing, like a visual masterp

Cayden scoffed with clear disdain. “Handsome? Seriously? That guy? Come on—he’s already way past his prime. And even when he was younger, he wasn’t exactly a looker.”To Cayden, George’s appearance was nothing special. In fact, he thought he was being generous by not calling the man flat-out unattractive. He couldn’t wrap his head around why Maya seemed so impressed.Maya, however, rolled her eyes and shot back, “You clearly don’t get it. A man’s charm isn’t just about his face. It’s also about presence, composure, and how he carries himself. Just look at Uncle George—he exudes confidence, and the way he takes command of the conversation at the dining table? That’s charisma.”Earlier, Maya hadn’t thought much of George beyond being an older man with wealth. But after Cayden pointed out who he was, she started to notice the commanding aura he projected—and found it strangely magnetic.It wasn’t unusual—many women were drawn to men of power and influence, even if they weren’t convention

At first, George assumed the man was some kind of attacker—an assassin or thief—which explained why he had backed away in panic and huddled in a corner. But once he took a closer look and realized the man appeared calm, polite, and respectful—falling to his knees and begging for money rather than posing any threat—he relaxed.After confirming there was no immediate danger, George slowly approached him.He looked the young man up and down before speaking. “Hey, what brings you here asking us for money like this?”Ethan was also baffled. It was beyond strange that someone had shown up out of nowhere on the yacht asking for cash.The young man answered sincerely, “I spotted your yacht from the riverside, and through a pair of binoculars, I saw you all dining. I figured you must be wealthy people. To someone like you, $20,000 might be no more than the cost of dinner.”“So I jumped into the river and climbed aboard, hoping to ask for help.”He reached into his soaked clothes and pulled out