Karina walked into Maura Winter's luxurious living room. She noticed her grandmother sitting on a velvet sofa. Her face looked fresh and glowing. This had to be the effect of that remedy Dave gave her. Unfortunately, her grandma, Karina's, was still reluctant to admit it.Karina had thought this through carefully. It was time this family acknowledged what Dave had done."Grandma, Uncle, Aunt," Karina began. "There's something I want to talk about. It's important."Maura raised an eyebrow. "What about?" she asked. "Is this about your wedding to Markus?""It's more than that, Grandma," Karina replied. "It's about Dave."Immediately, Richard snorted. "Dave again? What about him now?"Sonia frowned. "Didn't we agree not to talk about him? He only brings trouble.""He brings trouble, but he also brings solutions," Karina countered, looking at each of them. "That gift I gave to Mr. Wilson Young, that was the vase Dave gave to me."Maura set down her teacup, her expression unchanged. Richard

Alex recoiled. Instinctively. His head snapped back slightly, as if the bowl of soup in front of him were a pit of hellfire. Cold sweat was already beading on his temples. He no longer cared about the arrogant facade he usually wore. His face was pale, eyes wide, staring at the soup with palpable fear. Dave's hand still firmly gripped the side of the bowl, holding it calmly, as if presenting a trophy."Take it," Dave's voice was so casual, inviting. "Didn't you lose the game?"Alex didn't move. His gaze was fixated on the soup bowl. His mind raced, recalling the plan. If he ate that, not only would his stomach be in trouble, but his reputation would be utterly destroyed in front of everyone. He couldn't take that risk."I won't!" Alex roughly batted Dave's hand away, making the soup bowl wobble slightly. Dave pulled his hand back, showing no reaction at all to the rude rejection.Karina, who had been observing them, grew increasingly suspicious that something was going on between them

Markus kept ordering his bodyguards to search for Karina across the entire city, his face showing genuine worry. He feared his fiancée was injured, or kidnapped by irresponsible parties.In contrast to Markus, Richard, at his residence, considered Karina's disappearance a huge loss for them. He assumed this was Karina's trick to avoid marrying Markus."See? I told you," Richard mumbled to himself, pacing back and forth in the living room, in front of Maura who sat stiffly on the sofa, her eyes closed. "Dave must have influenced her! This must be Karina's own doing because she doesn't care about our family's fate!"Maura said nothing. She just sat silently, letting her son ramble. There was a deep weariness etched on her face. The shooting incident at the boutique yesterday, coupled with the commotion at Markus's house this morning, was too much for her."Now we just have to wait for the marriage cancellation announcement," Richard continued, fuming. "If Karina hadn't caused trouble, A

Quietly, Dave scanned the entire dining room with his gaze, realizing how many security loopholes could actually be exploited to kill Markus. With Markus being this oblivious, they could have killed the Young family much faster. Why were they waiting? Why didn't they do it sooner? There must be a strong reason. Was something else waiting? Or did they just want to do it at an organized time?"Dave?" Markus's voice broke Dave's reverie. Markus looked at him with an inquisitive gaze. "What are you thinking about? Is there another problem?"Dave shook his head. "Nothing," he replied casually, hiding all the complex analysis he had just performed. He couldn't explain what he 'felt' inside this house, or it would only make Markus more confused and suspicious of him. He had to focus on information that made more logical sense."Just thinking about other stuff," Dave continued. He then changed the topic, returning to the main reason for his visit, Markus's marriage. "Markus, I heard you're ma

Albert staggered and fell. Thick, dark red blood began to ooze from his right leg, soaking the floor.With one hand clutching his wound, he raised his other hand, gesturing Markus and Karina towards the boutique's back door."Mr. Markus! Miss Karina! Quick! Run! Through the back!" Albert yelled, his voice hoarse with pain. "I'll hold them off! Save yourselves!"Markus turned to look at Karina, but his gaze stopped dead. Karina was still wearing her long, flowing wedding dress. The gown was beautiful, but now it was the biggest hindrance to her moving quickly."This dress!" Karina cried out, anxious. The gown was too long and heavy, making it difficult to move. Especially after she pushed Markus, the dress was wrinkled and slightly torn. There was no way she could run in it.Markus didn't hesitate. "Quick, take off your dress!" he ordered.Karina fumbled for the zipper on the back of the gown. It was tough. The dress was indeed intricate."Here, let me help you!" Markus swiftly moved c