Mr. McCarthy lowered his phone slowly, his brows drawn together in frustration. He pressed the phone to the table with a heavy hand, exhaling sharply. His wife, sitting across from him in her robe, instantly leaned forward.“What is it?” Mrs. McCarthy asked, her voice was filled with concern. “What

When the car stopped at the mansion, Ryan stepped out and went inside. He went upstairs and opened Claudia’s bedroom door. She was asleep. Ryan sighed, whispered that she deserved peace, and closed the door without waking her. Back in the living room, he tried to rest but couldn’t. Suspicion kept

Ryan’s jaw clenched. His suspicion had been right, Collins was trying to bribe Mark. Detective Mark’s voice followed. “Mr. Collins, I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I do not take bribes, and I don’t involve myself in criminal schemes. The fact that you would sit here and suggest this to

Ryan walked down the stairs, buttoning his suit. Today was the launch of McCarthy Technologies under his name, and he was ready. Claudia waited at the bottom in a silver gown, holding a purse. When Ryan saw her, he smiled, and she smiled back. “Ryan,” she breathed softly, tilting her head slightly

The words struck them, and Claudia watched the color drain slightly from Mrs. McCarthy’s cheeks. Mr. McCarthy, however, stiffened, his jaw clenching as he stepped closer to Ryan. “Celebrate what, exactly?” he asked through gritted teeth. Ryan raised his head slightly, “Celebrate the fact that your