Andrew was completely speechless. "Ms. Wright, you can eat nonsense if you want, but you can't just say nonsense like that! I haven't even touched a single hair on your body! And now you're accusing me of violating you? That's just making things up out of thin air!" Yara was so furious that her whole face turned bright red. The way she glared at Andrew made it seem like she wanted to kill him. Aspen snapped, "Andrew, that's enough! You did look at her photos. Don't act innocent!" Andrew sighed. "Fine, I'll accept Ms. Wright's proposal to work together. But there's one condition—and you need to agree to it. If not, then we're done here." Yara gritted her teeth. "Say it." Andrew said calmly, "The only reason I'm even considering this is because I can tell you're serious about this. You and your half-brother Quinton must be at a point where you're ready to destroy each other. "But even so, I still don't fully trust you. So from here on out, I'm in charge, and you follow my lea

Looking at Christina, who looked like she was about to lose her mind, Yara sneered. "Did I say anything wrong? Christina, let me ask you—what makes you think you're even qualified to go against Andrew? His company is worth billions. If he really wanted to crush you, you'd be dead a hundred times over by now." Christina shouted in fury, "Yara, whose side are you on? Are you with the Wrights, or are you with Andrew?" Yara laughed coldly. "Does that even matter? I already know you're going to go running back to Quinton to tattle, but I couldn't care less. You're nothing but a curse in human form—a scheming little parasite. "Don't think I don't see what you're doing. You're trying to use our family—the Wrights—to get back at Andrew. But too bad for you, while Quinton might be dumb enough to help you, I'm not. Because no matter how I look at you, you're just a manipulative bitch with an agenda." Christina clutched her stinging face, too humiliated to speak, and climbed into the car

"However, you know, he's always kept things on the down low, hiding who he really is, so he never let us in on his secret. Kinda cute how he thinks he can pull that off, right?"However, this is my kid we're talking about. He could totally pull a stunt like that. I mean, come on, my kids? We're all about big dreams.""His sister's the boss lady of her own company, so there's no way he's lagging behind..."The more Irene dreamed up scenarios, the more convinced she became!She had sky-high hopes for her son Leroy!They say true gold always shines, and she was sure her boy Leroy was just like hidden treasure, ready to show his true sparkle any moment then!"Christie, sweetheart, just kick back and relax, okay? Don't worry your pretty head about a thing!"Tucking Christina in and making sure she was cozy, Irene's smile turned into a smirk."Your brother's out there fighting your battles, doesn't matter if it was that jerk Andrew who messed with you! Today, he's gonna get a taste o

"You trying to get me whacked? Hey, I'm asking you, are you trying to get me killed here? I thought I was gonna make some easy cash with you, what's this mess you've got us into?"As he ranted, Sergey plastered on a fake grin for the security guards walking up, looking like he had just seen a ghost."Hey there, fellas, no worries, we're just here to check things out! Time to go, we're heading out!"The two guards eyed them with suspicion, and one of them snorted, "With those get-ups, you two are just street-level punks, right? Out with it, what's your game at The Sovereign Residences? Are you here to swipe something?"Sergey, nearly out of his mind with fear, scrambled to explain, "No way, that's not what we're here for, honest!"We were just walking by, stealing stuff? Come on, this is the fanciest part of town. We wouldn't dare pull anything here!" A security guard swung hard, landing two solid slaps that sent Sergey, towering at six-foot-two and tipping the scales at over 600

At the Wright family's place!Yara stormed back, cornered Quinton, and smirked, "I knew it! That backstabber Christina ran to you, didn't she?"Quinton's face darkened. "I told you to help her, not to shame her! Why'd you do it, huh?"Yara sneered, "No reason, really. Just can't stand her, that's all."Quinton let out an icy laugh. "You're playing with fire, messing with my people. Think I won't put you in your place?"Yara laughed in his face. "Please, Quinton, you don't scare me anymore! I used to cower, too scared to face you. However, now? Go ahead, make your move."Quinton's gaze turned icy as he stepped closer, his smile twisted. "Look at you, all gutsy all of a sudden! You never had the guts to stand up to me before!"However, let's face it, you're nothing but trash from a mistress. You can't hold a candle to the Wright family bloodline that runs through my veins…"Yara met his gaze with a frosty smile. "All you've got is your Wright family heir title to flaunt, Quinton!