Linda’s cheeks flushed a deep red, but before she could retaliate, Racheal’s temper flared. “Enough!” she snapped, stepping forward. “Stop spreading lies. If you want to help us, fine, but I won't stand and watch you tarnish my image.”Zendaya tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “I’m only stating facts. Where have I lied? Oh, before I forget. Where is that husband of yours? I heard he was famous recently.”“Zendaya! Don't be so rude. Rachel's divorced now so of course you won't see that good for nothing.” Linda, sister, Avery added, pretending to scold her daughter, a malicious glint in her eyes.Avery’s arrival was a surprise but her words were laced with clear venom.Linda glared at her sister, clenching her fist, Racheal turning pale, as the whispers now tripled.“Sister, you really need to control your daughter. Take Racheal for example, she's able to find Martin because she acts refined. With a character like that, I worry if Zendaya would ever get married.” Linda

Linda’s eyes went wide, then blazed with fury. “You bastard, so what if your mother’s dead?! That has nothing to do with us! Don’t blame your failure on our family!”Arthur’s jaw tightened, but before he could respond, Racheal’s voice cut in, mocking and cruel.“And please. It was only three million dollars. That much isn’t even worth the suffering I went through while married to you.”“Racheal!” Jessica’s voice broke through sharply. “That’s enough!”“I didn’t call him here so you could rub salt in his wounds. If you can’t control yourself, then don’t expect me to help you anymore—even if it costs me everything!”Her outburst left the room stunned.Harold’s face turned crimson. “Ungrateful brat! I should’ve known better than to take you in! You shame your family name!”“Father—” Jessica began, but he cut her off with a furious glare.“You’re no daughter of mine! If my father-in-law hadn't begged me to take you in, I would never have done such a foolish thing!”“Ungrateful child, sidi

“Y–Young master?” Alford stammered in disbelief, his words stunning Arthur and Jessica in place.“Excuse me, I think you've got it wrong.” Jessica nervously laughed, finding the situation awkward.Arthur, too, was surprised, but for a different reason. He didn't remember Mason introducing him to anybody, so how could this man know he was a young master?Wary, he flat out denied, his expression turning cold. “Who are you?”Despite Arthur's indifferent attitude, Alford was visibly trembling with excitement. “Yoing master, my name is Alford,” he said quickly. “The lawyer handling your case—”“Mr. Alford?” Linda's surprised voice swiftly cut Alford off, but she didn't notice, still in shock.After realizing who he was, she quickly called out to him, making everyone in the ward eagerly look outside. Hearing her mother's call, Racheal strode out of the ward, with Martin and Harold close on her tail.“My mother is awake, you came right in time. Come, come.” She smiled, cheerfully inviting

Silently, three days rolled past, and now it was time for Madam Ayun's burial.So much drama had happened, but now it was D-Day, and Arthur couldn't avoid it.Staring at his reflection in the mirror he sadly eyed himself.Different from before, the air around him had changed, tainted with a quiet mystery that demanded caution. His blue suit, highlighting his handsome face, a face he didn't know could stand out so much.If it were a week ago and someone told him his life was going to change at the cost of his nanny's death, he would have beaten that person to death, but who would have thought…His sadness was thick, permeating the air, but it didn't dampen the workers' mood around him, as they neatly touched up his outfit.Mason stood quietly by the corner, his proud gaze resting softly on his young master. He too had the same thought looking at Arthur. He could feel the change.‘If only Aiyun were still alive.’ He sighed at the thought, shaking his head. She was gone, and it was no

“That’s enough,” Harold pretentiously scolded. “We’ve already moved on, so let's just focus on our purpose here.” Onlookers from left and right, stretched their necks curiously as they watched the Harris family put on a show, obviously amused by Harold's words. They weren't blind to see the look in his eyes. Understanding flashed in Racheal's and Linda's eyes. Throwing a light glance and a scoff, they ignored Jessica. Jessica pursed her lips, feeling wronged, but there was nothing she could do. Silently watching at the elevated angle for VIPs, Martin Hemsworth stood with a few of his friends, their laughter drowning past his ears. “Hey, Martin, isn't that your fiancée?” A blonde-haired kid, Buston Green spoke, wrapping his arm around Martin's shoulder, acting like a buddy, but the mocking smile on his lips told otherwise. Martin's face twitched, growing dark. “Don't speak nonsense. It hasn't been decided yet.” “What?! Didn't you both announce your engagement last week at a p