“Seriously?” Emilio huffed, a slight disbelief in his eyes.“Are you just going to stand there and watch your thug insult me?” He turned to Rebecca with a glare plastered across his face, but it didn’t seem like he was going to get any response from her, no matter how long he waited.“Becky?” He called out, reaching to grab her.“Don’t…” Rebecca pulled back at once, rolling her eyes at him.“You heard him…” Her voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes sparkling with annoyance.“It’s time for you to leave, Emilio. I never want to set my eyes on you again. You have done enough reminding me of my pains.”Emilio scoffed, looking the lady in the eyes.“You want me to leave?” That was a rhetorical question, but he still got a nod from the lady.The next second, Brian stepped forward, turning to Emilio with burning eyes.“It’s either you leave the easy way or the hard way.” His tone was calm, yet there was a kind of dominance sparkling in his eyes.Emilio ignored it, returning his gaze to

Rebecca swallowed hard, and maybe it would have been easy for her if all the eyes in the room weren’t on her. She looked like she was standing trial, her frantic breath still in charge. “I didn’t have any choice…” She muttered, shaking her head as though it was too heavy. “I had to protect you guys. You are my children…” “That’s not the answer to my question, Mum.” Carl cut her short, eyes sparkling with impatience. “Is…” He sniffled, eyes burning with annoyance. “Is my father truly dead? Just like you told me?” “Carl…” Rebecca’s tone was broken, more tears welling in her eyes. “Just answer the question, Mum. I am begging you…” Carl pleaded, yet there was still anger in his voice. “Is he still alive? Is my father still alive?” He asked for the umpteenth time, his voice getting more distraught with every sound. Rebecca took a deep breath, then she turned to Vicky, shifting her gaze to Emilio the next second. “This is all your fault…” She said, scowling at him. “M

“Did you just threaten me?” Brian asked, staring with an arched brow. “Was that a threat?” He repeated, taking a deep breath. “What do you think it is?” Emilio retorted, gritting his teeth in anger. “After everything your father did to me. You should be on your knees, apologizing. You should beg me for forgiveness!” He growled inwardly, pointing to the scar on his neck. Brian exhaled sharply, taking two steps closer to the middle-aged man.“I am not my father, Mr. Emilio. I cannot even claim to be aware of what happened to you…”“But his blood runs in your veins!” Emilio pointed out, his finger vibrating. His eyes burned like magma, like hot coals enough to flame. “Tiago Regal’s blood runs inside you, boy! You are his son, and I am sure you will be just like him.” “That’s a very funny thing to say, Mr. Emilio,” Brian said calmly, then he took two steps forward. “Because you are not entirely innocent yourself…” “What the hell are you talking about?” Emilio groaned,

“Master Brian?” Diego muttered as soon as he got a hold of himself, inching toward Brian.“What just happened? Did I hear Lady Becca call that stranger her child’s father?”Brian huffed. “Yes, Diego. You heard right.” He nodded with a wry smile.Diego gasped silently, eyes widening.“But…” He paused, taking a deep breath.“I thought Lady Becca said the two fathers of her children are both dead.”“Well…” Brian tutted, a wry smile on his face.“It appears she has been keeping his existence a secret from us…” He took a deep breath, then he turned to face the old man.Diego’s eyes were not just staring at him widely; they were sparkling with curiosity.“You don’t seem excited about all of this, Master Brian…”“That’s because there is something off about him.” Brian retorted, his voice as calm as the wind.“I need you to look into this fellow, Diego. Find out whatever he has been up to for the last twenty years he has been out of sight. He claims he has been out of this city and was arrest

“I am so sorry, Sir. But I need you to stay over there. We will take it from here…” The nurse said to Brian, gently removing his hand from the stretcher handle.“No!” Arya shook her head, refusing the nurse's instruction.“I need my husband! I need him in there with me!” Her panting lingered, heavy and almost running her out of breath.“Don’t go, Brian! I need you in there with me!” The fear was loud enough in her cracked shrill, also sparkling in her eyes.“I am so sorry, Mrs. Regal. But your husband can’t go in there with you. He needs to stay outside…” The nurse helplessly turned to Brian, but the groan from Arya still reverberated in her ears.“I am so sorry, Mr. Regal. But you need to stay outside. Stay at the reception and wait. We will let you know when you can come in…”Brian nodded, but there was no sign that he had agreed entirely.Turning to his wife, the plight he saw consuming her caused his chest to tighten.“I am here, baby. Just be strong, okay?” He waved at Arya, but