Zoe arrived at Gabriel’s house and they sat down in the living room. Gabriel handed her the sketch, his expression still clouded with unease. Zoe studied the drawing for a moment before looking up at him, her eyes widening slightly. “It looks like you,” she remarked, her tone soft but filled with curiosity.“The resemblance is striking, can't deny." Gabriel nodded, a furrow deepening on his brow. “How do we find him?”Zoe waved her hand dismissively, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll start by having some of my colleague friends in the capital check his bio in the system. Maybe I can put some pieces together from there. But,” she paused, “I’ll need the woman’s pictures too.”Gabriel nodded, relieved by her proactive approach. “I’ll get one from Anna and forward it to you.”As they continued to discuss their next steps, Camella came downstairs, her footsteps light on the wooden floor. She smiled warmly when she saw Zoe, her eyes sparkling.

The old man, Master Russell, a man whose presence commanded respect and fear, leaned forward in his chair, eyes narrowing with curiosity and impatience. "So, Leo," he drawled, his voice low and menacing, "tell me more about this 'someone.' Who is it that you have in mind?"Leo cleared his throat, sensing the weight of his father's scrutiny. "Her name is Natalie Wilson. She's from the Wilson family."Master Russell’s eyes narrowed further as he tried to recall the name. "Wilson... Wilson... Ah, yes, the Wilsons. But how exactly do they fit into our plan?"Leo nodded, eager to explain. "The Wilson family is connected to Oliver’s wife, Marie. It’s her maternal family.”The old man leaned back, a twisted smile creeping onto his face as he cracked his knuckles. "Hm, interesting. So, his son is hiding in Springfield City, while his mother's maternal family remains here in the capital. This is perfect." He shot a cold, demanding gaze at Leo, urging him to continue.Leo hesitated but pressed o

Gabriel’s emotions churned within him, a mix of confusion, fear, and a deep sense of responsibility. The idea that his father might be closer than he thought, silently watching over him when his life too was in danger, was almost overwhelming. “Master Gabriel,” Butler Moore's voice wavered slightly, “I don’t know much about your father’s family, but I know your father well. He loves you dearly and won’t think twice before risking his life for you. It was unfortunate that he couldn’t save your mother, but if things get worse, he will offer himself to his father, Master Russell, in exchange for your life.”Gabriel felt a knot in his throat as he absorbed the weight of Butler Moore's words. “Thank you for telling me this. Please, keep trying to find him. I think we should be together rather than apart.”“I think so too, Master Gabriel. I’ll let you know if my spy in the capital finds anything.”“Thank you,” Gabriel replied before ending the call. He sighed deeply, his hand tightening in

Zoe leaned in closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "Gabriel, we’re friends. We shouldn’t lie to each other. If you’re hiding something, you need to be open with me. It’s the only way we can get through this together."Gabriel met her gaze, feeling a wave of guilt and trust. He had always considered Zoe a true friend, someone he could rely on. After a moment, he sighed and decided to confide in her. “It’s true, Zoe. I’ve been living in this city under a new identity, but I’m not trying to deceive you or play with your intelligence by asking for your help. Honestly, I’m just as surprised as you are about this connection to the woman.”Zoe’s eyes softened, and she asked, “Who are you really, Gabriel?”He hesitated before answering, “I used to be Odell Lux Wellington, but now I’m just Gabriel.”She nodded slowly, taking it in. “And you’re no ordinary man. You’re behind Greenovation Gardens and other big businesses in this city, aren’t you?”Gabriel raised his eyebrows in suspicion. "You’ve

Gabriel’s heart tightened. “But how did you come to the city? And… how did you survive? I thought… I thought you were dead.” He hesitated, his voice breaking. “I didn’t even attend your funeral because I was so angry, so heartbroken. I’m still in shock.”Marie reached out and gently patted his cheek, her touch warm and comforting despite everything. “I understand, my son. But I never died. It was all part of your father’s plan to save me from Russell Walclaw, your grandfather.”Gabriel’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What? I don’t understand… why would Father…?”She nodded slowly, her expression pained as she recalled the events. “Yes. Russell had his thugs ambush me and create a staged accident. Your father reached me just in time and saved me. The body at the funeral wasn’t mine. Your father made it look like I had died in that car accident. After my fake funeral, we argued. I was furious that he didn’t expose his father sooner. He left in anger, and I… I was captured by foreign human