“Vera, it has always been you, my darling. You and only you in my life,” Xavier said softly as he found Vera at home, looking sad.“You claim to love me, yet you still give Evelyn attention,” she complained, her voice tinged with hurt.“No, darling, I have been her worst nightmare since she decided to be the trouble I face,” Xavier replied, trying to reassure her.“Who kidnapped her child?” she asked, her eyes searching his for answers.Xavier took a deep breath. “Vera, I don’t know anything about the boy’s kidnapping,” he said, his voice steady. But deep inside, he knew everything about it. Whenever he had private time at the office, he would call the child’s nanny to check on the boy’s well-being.Meanwhile, Evelyn stormed in, her face flushed with anger. “Vera, you kidnapped my child!” she accused, pointing a finger at her.Vera stood her ground, her eyes blazing. “I did no such thing, Evelyn. I would never harm a child, let alone kidnap one. You have no right to accuse me without

Evelyn's heart was as heavy as a mountain as she watched Xavier keep loving Vera. "Why am I suspecting that Evelyn knows exactly where the child is? Why not ask the police to get her arrested? With that, she will confess," Vera suggested to Xavier. Xavier nodded after sipping from his glass of wine. "The truth is that Evelyn has to provide my son, wherever she has kept him. I don't mind how she will do it. I know that she has my son with her," Xavier answered. "Calling the police on her will definitely mount a lot on me, and I don't want to stress myself much on this," he added. Vera kept on persuading him, but the more she did, the more she received a "no" from him. "This is my child we are talking about here. Why do you act as if it's all about your involvement?" Xavier asked. "It is part of me. Whatever is yours is mine as well," she answered politely. "Darling, Evelyn doesn't deserve much good from you, but evil, and a little kindness if only she is worth it. So stop being disturb

Xavier stormed towards Evelyn, his frustration palpable. "I know you're stubborn and refuse to listen to me. Why are you still holding onto the love of my life even after the baby has been found? Was this your plan for her all along?"Evelyn, leaving the baby with the nanny, stepped closer to Xavier. "You speak in riddles. You call her the love of your life, but what about me? And the baby you claim is mine, whom we both brought into this world?"Xavier's eyes hardened. "Release Vera from prison. As for the child, I will come for my son soon."Evelyn laughed, a cold, mocking sound. "If you can't spend the rest of your life with me, then you have no part in my son's life."Xavier's expression turned steely. "Vera remains my wife, and the baby you have is mine. You can't keep him from me."Xavier's words hung in the air, heavy with finality. Evelyn's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and desperation. She took a step closer, her voice low and intense. "You think you can just walk away fro

"You made up your mind on this, not to see to the freedom of my daughter," Mr. Dickson said, his voice trembling with anger. He and his wife emerged, ready for war against Lucas. It was a fearful attempt."I am out to have a battle with you. You have to decide on my son's release, which has to be done now," Dickson demanded, sounding so stubborn that he wanted the release in a hurry."Do you know what you are doing, Mr. Dickson? You are waging war against me, a billionaire, over your son's offense. Listen, I will advise you to stay far from this, just as it is far from me," Lucas replied, his tone icy and threatening.Mr. Dickson stepped forward, his eyes blazing with determination. "I have planned this for a long time, Lucas. You think your wealth and power can protect you, but you are wrong. I have allies, and we are ready to expose your crimes. Release my son, or face the consequences."Lucas smirked, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "You are making a grave mista

"Father, if loving Norah means I have to stay in prison, then so be it," Thomas declared resolutely to his father, who had come to visit him. "Listen, son," Mr. Dickson began, his voice heavy with regret. "Lucas has taken everything from me. He's even taken what you were supposed to inherit. Because I've been on his case, you now have nothing to inherit, not even a dime from the account."Thomas was stunned. The words echoed in his mind, each one more provocative than the last. His fists clenched involuntarily, and he felt a surge of anger rising within him. How could Lucas do this to them? How could his father let it happen?"How could you let this happen, Dad?" Thomas's voice trembled with a mix of anger and disbelief. "All these years, and now you're telling me there's nothing left? Lucas has taken everything, and you just stood by and watched?"Mr. Dickson looked down, unable to meet his son's fiery gaze. "I tried, Thomas. I really did. But Lucas... he's ruthless. He didn't leave