“She kidnapped you?!” David roared, his voice echoing through the room as he stared at Ethan, clearly stunned by the sight of his son’s bruised and swollen face. “What the hell is going on?!” Ethan, sitting stiffly with a sore jaw and darkening bruises, gave a stiff nod. “Yeah. I was heading home last night when someone jumped me from behind. Next thing I knew, I woke up tied to a damn chair, and there she was. Diane. That bitch did this to me. We need to have her arrested immediately!” David’s expression twisted with a mix of disbelief and rage, but then his brows furrowed as something didn’t quite sit right. “Do you even have any proof she did that? Any recordings? Witnesses? Because right now, Ethan, I’m more shocked at you. How the hell do you let yourself get kidnapped by a girl?!” Ethan blinked in offense, his pride wounded as he glared back. “Dad, seriously? I didn’t let her! I didn’t see it coming! I had no reason to think she’d pull something this insane!” He ran a hand thr

Ethan and Brianna trailed behind David as they made their way to Donald’s home, their expressions fixed with visible displeasure. Their lips curled slightly in distaste as they took in the neighborhood, a rundown area. To them, it felt like poetic justice. Exactly where Donald and his family belonged, in their eyes. When they reached the front door, David didn’t hesitate. He knocked sharply, more like banging, before Abigail opened the door with a frown. Her gaze swept over the trio, her brows arching slightly in surprise. “We’re not here for idle chit-chat,” David announced coldly, looking down at her with unmasked contempt. “Where’s Donald? Tell him to bring that contract.” Without waiting for permission, he brushed past her, nearly knocking her off balance as he forced his way inside. Inside, Donald and Diane were seated on opposite sofas. The moment David entered, Donald stood up sharply, his glare har. “This is my home, David. What gives you the right to shove my wife li

Leon arrived at the Audi dealership in Brookdale. It was finally time to own one of those machines that seemed to stir pride in every man who sat behind the wheel. He wasn’t the type to flaunt, but after everything, he figured, why not? Just as he approached the glass doors of the showroom, his eyes caught sight of a striking woman stepping out. She was beautiful, confident, and carried herself with a sensual edge, but her expression was one of disappointment, irritation even. Behind her were two other women, walking in sync like some fashionable trio from a movie scene. But it wasn’t just their style that made him pause. The moment they laid eyes on him, something shifted. All three of them stared at him as if they knew him… knew him well. Their gazes were sharp, and the recognition in their eyes unmistakable. Leon, however, didn’t share that clarity. He stared back with a blank expression. He didn't know them. ’Or do you, Leon?’ he thought, trying to summon a name, a memor

“Okay, wait a second, let’s just think this through,” Charlie, Mila’s boyfriend, said, trying to inject some reason into the moment. He glanced at Mila, his expression thoughtful. “Are you absolutely sure he can’t afford that car? I mean, why would he walk in here and seriously try to buy one if he didn’t have the money?” It was clear that he was the only one thinking logically. Mila scoffed, shifting her weight with her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes stayed locked on Leon as she eyed him from head to toe. “There is no damn way,” she declared. “I’m telling you, there is absolutely no universe where he can afford a car like that. He’s probably just flirting with the poor salesgirl for attention.” “But what if he really did land a sugar mommy?” Mary chimed in. “I mean, he doesn’t exactly look like he’s joking around. Mila, don’t you think you’re just digging your own grave by agreeing to that bet?” Leon’s lips curled into a slow, enigmatic smile. He didn’t care if

Diana arrived at E. Vangant Mall, easily one of the most extravagant shopping centers in all of Brookdale. As she stepped out of the taxi and took in the glitzy entrance, she couldn’t help but wonder what exactly Brianna had in mind. ‘Does she really want to buy me clothes?’ she thought, scanning the place until she spotted Brianna standing near the glass doors, waving at her with an energy that felt almost… foreign. Diana raised a brow, amused by the sight. ‘She looks completely different today. So cheerful. So friendly. This is strange.’ She had never seen Brianna so lively, at least not with her. She was always so cold, if not downright hostile. Seeing her this bubbly was a complete 180. Suppressing her skepticism, Diana approached her with a hesitant chuckle and asked, “Hi. So, what’s the real reason we’re here?” Brianna looked momentarily caught off guard at her question, but she quickly covered it with a carefree laugh. “What do you mean? We’re at a mall! Obviously, we’re