Upon hearing what Tyler just said, Sophia was shocked, She didn’t show it too much on her face, but deep inside, she was truly surprised. She blinked slowly and stared at him again.She wasn’t expecting this, he looked like a nobody. Just a simple young man with no title, no fame, no power either.But now… here he was, standing in front of her, bold and calm, telling her to say everything in public.She took a small breath, then smiled a little—not out of happiness, but because she was impressed.“Well,” she said, “you’re bolder than I thought.”She looked around for a second, then looked back at Tyler.“I expected you to be anxious… maybe even desperate to hear what I have to say in private. But now you’re telling me to speak here, in front of everyone?”She nodded slowly. “Fine. Since that’s what you want…”She dropped her arms to her sides and stood tall.“I’ll go straight to the point,” she said. “You must have already heard the real reason I came here today.”Her voice became a b

At that moment, when Tyler walked out of the mansion, his footsteps were quiet, but heavy with everything he had just endured. The air outside was crisp, but it felt like a storm was still following him, the weight of every whisper and accusation clinging to his skin like a thick coat he couldn’t shake off.He walked slowly toward where his car was parked at the edge of the driveway. The crowd inside was still murmuring, but Tyler had shut the noise out of his ears. His face looked calm, but anyone who looked closely would see the deep storm hiding behind his eyes.Just as he reached for his car door, a sharp, familiar laugh cut through the quiet. His hand paused.Then he turned slowly, and there she was—Evelyn.Evelyn, his ex-wife, dressed in a sleek navy-blue dress that screamed confidence and cruelty at the same time. She wasn’t alone. Walking beside her was her father, And right beside him was Evelyn’s mother, her chin lifted in that usual judgmental way, eyes scanning Tyler like

At that moment, the security guards stopped directly in front of Evelyn and her parents. Their presence was silent but commanding, and their unreadable expressions made the entire hallway feel colder. The three of them instinctively straightened their posture, trying to hide the tension now flooding through their bodies.The guards didn’t shout. They didn’t accuse. They simply raised their hands and gestured firmly toward the grand podium where all eyes were still locked where Melissa, her grandfather, and the remarkable Sophia Nathaniel stood like pillars of judgment.It was a silent command. No words were needed.Then Evelyn’s mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to ask what was happening, but nothing came out. She glanced at her father. Her mother was already trembling slightly, trying her best not to show it.And in that moment, they all understood something very clearly: refusing would only make matters worse. This was not the time to talk back or demand answers. The presence

Upon hearing what Evelyn just said, Sophia stood still, her brows pulling together slightly as her eyes narrowed in disbelief. The words repeated themselves in her mind Tyler lives under a bridge. At first, she thought she misheard. She was Sophia Nathaniel, after all, a name that echoed in medical halls, research labs, and healing centers around the world. She wasn’t easily shaken but this? this shook her.How could a man with such profound healing instincts, someone who managed to balance the ancient flow of energy with precision most professionals only dreamed of, be reduced to that level of living? Under a bridge? And yet… he had the audacity, the pride, the unwavering will to turn down her offer? It wasn’t arrogance. It was something else. Something… deeper in which she needs to understand.She didn’t speak at first. Her lips were parted slightly, her fingers slowly curling into her palm. Her mind raced through everything she knew about Tyler the way he diagnosed Malisa’s grandfa

At that moment, Winston’s tone grew even darker. His cold, commanding voice sliced through the room like a knife through silence.“Lucas,” he said with a threatening calmness, “take five of my men. Go find that Evelyn. Ask her nicely where that bastard Tyler is. But if she dares to act smart… if she even opens her mouth to say no…” —he paused, his stare sharp as steel— “then do the needful.”Lucas blinked nervously. “Do the… the needful, sir?”Winston nodded slowly, his face blank but dangerous. “You know what I mean. Grab her. Quietly. Bring her here. Trust me… she’ll talk. People always talk eventually.”The air in the VIP room felt heavier now. The bodyguards around Winston exchanged looks, some of them already shifting into position as if ready to move. No one questioned Winston’s orders not unless they were tired of breathing.Lucas hesitated for just a moment, but when he looked up and saw Winston’s stone-cold eyes staring at him, he immediately straightened his posture and nodd