"What did you just say?!" Emilia exploded with rage, furious at Keith’s supposed actions.Though she didn’t like Keith, over the past three years, he had been regularly donating blood to her brother Laurent.In order to do so, his diet and daily routine were strictly controlled, and he lived in constant suffering.Because of that, Emilia had felt a trace of guilt toward him.But now—Keith was actually letting Laurent’s condition worsen and refusing to donate?That had completely crossed Emilia’s bottom line.Melaine added fuel to the fire:"That trash even said he never wanted to give Laurent blood—that it was all because we forced him! He said he’ll never donate again!"She even pretended to cry, clutching her chest."I tried to stop him, but he… he shoved me to the ground!""Thank God for Denver. If he hadn’t found that doctor for Laurent, I don’t even know what would’ve happened..."Hearing Melaine’s words, Emilia felt her fury swell until it overwhelmed her.She had originally hes

The receptionist stood frozen in place, mouth agape as if he'd just witnessed a ghost materialize before his eyes. The manager, Mr. Jasper, was practically drowning in his own nervous sweat, his forehead glistening under the restaurant's elegant lighting as he continued his profuse apologies."Mr. Keith, I cannot express how deeply sorry I am for this inexcusable incident," Mr. Jasper said, bowing repeatedly. "Please, I beg for your forgiveness."Mr. Jasper suddenly whirled around, his apologetic demeanor vanishing as he faced the receptionist. "You!" he bellowed, his voice echoing across the entrance hall. "Did I not specifically explain on your very first day what that card signifies? Did I not make it absolutely clear?"The receptionist's eyes darted nervously between his furious boss and the mysterious guest. "I—I didn't actually look at the card, sir," he stammered."You didn't look?" Mr. Jasper's voice rose to an even higher pitch. "You insulted our most prestigious guest withou

Emilia stormed out onto the bustling city street, fury crackling off her in waves. Denver hurried after her, nearly stumbling in his rush to catch up. Neon’s glittering lights mocked them both, a painful reminder of the humiliation they'd just endured."I can't believe that lowlife dared to humiliate us!" Emilia seethed, her voice echoing down the sidewalk. "He's found some new, rich woman, hasn’t he? That scheming bastard!"Denver nodded, frustration burning behind his eyes. "It makes sense. How else could a penniless parasite like Keith even dream of getting into Neon’s VIP suites? He's probably been cozying up to her behind your back."Emilia’s manicured hands clenched into fists, nails digging sharply into her palms. "He thinks he can walk away so easily? Well, I’ll show him. He'll regret ever crossing the Richardson family."Denver lifted an eyebrow, curiosity flickering. "And what exactly do you have in mind?"A cruel smirk tugged at Emilia’s lips. "First, I'm filing for divorce

Melaine's face contorted with rage as she whirled on her daughter like a viper striking its prey. "Useless! Absolutely useless!" she shrieked, her voice echoing through the hospital corridor. "What good are you if you can't even handle a few security guards?"Emilia flinched under her mother's verbal assault, her cheeks burning with humiliation. "Mother, please—""Don't 'Mother please' me!" Melaine snapped, jabbing her finger at Emilia's chest. "Call Denver right now! Make him fix this mess!"With trembling fingers, Emilia dialed Denver's number, pressing the phone desperately to her ear. The phone rang once, twice, three times before going to voicemail. She tried again with the same result."He's not answering," Emilia whispered, her voice barely audible."Not answering?" Melaine's voice reached a pitch that could shatter glass. "What kind of man doesn't answer when his fiancée calls? What kind of powerful family heir ignores an emergency?"The men in black watched the scene with obv

The elevator doors closed behind Keith and Linda with a soft chime, leaving the Richardsons and Denver standing in the lobby like statues carved from shock and humiliation.Emilia's face cycled through several shades of red before settling on a color that resembled raw liver. "How did they... what did she say to them?"Denver felt his carefully constructed world of privilege and power crumbling around him like a house of cards in a hurricane. This can't be happening. Those guards treated her like royalty."This is Denver Walsh," he said, trying to inject authority into his voice. "I need you to remove some security personnel from St. Augustine Memorial Hospital immediately."The voice on the other end grew deadly serious. "What security personnel?""A group of men in black suits. They're blocking access to the top floor and—""Stop talking right now," the voice interrupted sharply. "Are you talking about the men protecting the Kappel family's medical arrangements?"Denver's blood turn