“Oh… baby… you didn’t tell me your dad is going to humiliate the bastard on TV.”Lucas’ laughter carried a tone of satisfaction, the kind that came from wounded pride being slowly stitched back together.“I love it and I am going to make your father happy. The partnership is his.”Betty smiled. She was done preparing the meal and was already setting the table after she refused the chefs to help her out.The aroma filled the room, rich and inviting, masking the tension that had followed her since morning.“And that’s not all.” She smiled at him and walked to him.Closing the distance between them, she wrapped her arms over his shoulder as she stared in his eyes. “Tonight is going to be a good fucking night for us. After that, we start preparing for our wedding.” She placed a kiss on his lips.“Now, come and eat.” She pulled him to the dining room.Lucas smiled. He still remembered what Micheal said on the news, and he couldn’t wait to see the public reaction when they finally saw that

Micheal didn’t realise the impact of his words until he saw how Betty fell to her knees immediately after he confessed.Tears streamed down her face, her shoulders shaking as the weight of his words settled over the room.“Betty?!” His voice cracked. In trying to save himself, he had just pushed his daughter into the fire.“No! No!” he shouted quickly.“It was not Betty’s fault,” he said, forcing the words out. “I bought a damaged car for her birthday. I knew the brake pad wasn’t working. I wanted Liam to drive it and commit a crime. But he didn’t. My daughter was too eager… she drove the Ferrari and lost control.”His confession hung heavily in the air.“It is all my fault. Please blame me and not her!”For a second, no one moved.Then the murmurs began.Gasps rippled across the hall. Faces that had once been smiling at a wedding were now twisted in shock and disgust.“And we blamed your innocent son-in-law for the crime you committed,” a man from the crowd shouted. “You should be ja

“If Liam could afford a lawyer and most especially from the Blackwood & Associate, then this means that…” Brandon kept quiet. He flickered his eyes to the side as though he could see what was forming in his mind.The silence stretched, tightening the air in the room.“Then that means what?!” Carter boiled.“Fucking talk, Brandon!”“…then that means that he is not working alone!” Brandon concluded, and immediately his voice went higher like he’d solved the puzzle.The realization seemed to hit all of them at once.“Of course! That is it!” he called out louder.Carter walked towards him and placed his arm on his shoulder. Betty raised her head. Her tears had already dried. The way Brandon sounded, bright and certain, she felt hope stir again. He had connected the dots.And history had proven one thing — when Brandon connected dots, he was rarely wrong.Seven years ago, before the Berry, their grandfather sickness even got worse, Carter and Betty always went to Brandon, their youngest br

Betty’s hands trembled terribly.Never had she had to do this before. She was a Kingston. The Kingstons were prestigious in Greenfield Nation as a whole. But now, she would lick pee.Lucas stood watching. His brow raised. His cheeks widened. He wanted to see it happen. Wanted to see how she licked it all.Betty closed her eyes. Her heart crashed, but she didn’t have a choice.She bent low to the floor. Paused the instant her lips almost touched it.She heaved out a deep sigh, pulled out the tip of her tongue, and touched it with it.“I said lick it like the dog you are, not taste it.”Lucas bent, grabbed her head, and shoved it to the floor.“Lick now, dog!” Lucas bellowed.Betty pulled out her tongue and licked it all without any trace left.Lucas rose and burst into a wide cackle like a satisfied witch in the jungle.The taste of the pee floor was bitter and salty, but the taste of her own pride dying was worse. Every time Lucas laughed, it felt like a physical blow to her chest.Be

Brandon stood outside of Betty’s villa.He’d seen it.From the way her villa was built, her bathroom was upstairs just inside her master bedroom since it was en suite. She’d left the light turned on, and he saw her shadow clenched down to the floor from the walls.From where he stood, the scene inside was painfully clear.He saw how she screamed and wept loudly.His eyes became reddish immediately. He’d loved his sister like he loved himself right from their tender age and he couldn’t stand watching her being hurt. But what possibly could he do?Lucas was someone who was in a higher position than even their father. His father curried favour from him right from the beginning.Only he had the connection to facilitate their partnership with the Williams House International and the Kingsford Supreme Collective.Realizing this, Brandon slowly lowered his gaze.“I’m sorry, sister,” he muttered sadly as he turned away from staring at the window.With nothing else he could do, he stepped back