Mrs Maxwell scoffed. “I’m speechless! Are you talking back at me right now? The audacity! What do you even think you are?”“Just because you’re wearing some neat clothes? Don’t you know a filthy man will always be who he is, no matter what?” she snapped, her voice sharp and cutting.Miss Kelly scoffed as well. “I can’t even believe my eyes. A criminal has the guts to be here and speak? How is that even possible?” She shook her head in disbelief, her lips curling with disdain.“I don’t know the kind of world we live in anymore,” Mrs Maxwell continued angrily. “I know this bastard. He used to be a cleaner in my house! Always messing up the work, always stealing my things. Then he became a full-blown thief and was sent to jail. And now he’s here?” She glared at him with pure contempt.Mrs Maxwell added coldly, “I wonder what your daughter will learn from someone like you. Truly pathetic.”Kelly nodded in agreement. “That’s pathetic indeed. Our safety is being threatened here. Where the h

“Mr Security Man!” Mrs Maxwell snapped. “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing. I don’t even know if you’re his partner in crime and he’s bribed you, but if you don’t stop this nonsense and throw this man out, I will sue!”Kelly quickly added, “Boss? My foot. Someone who used to be a cleaner cannot achieve that. Stop playing around and throw him out now, or I’ll also sue this place!”But the security man stood his ground, insisting that Dylan was the new owner who had bought the estate. The two women refused to believe it.Even the passers-by looked doubtful.“Him? The new owner? What a joke!”“Just look at him! Does he look like someone who can even buy a storeroom, let alone an estate?”“This is ridiculous!” some of them laughed openly.At that moment, Mrs Maxwell spoke firmly, her patience running out. “If you continue with this nonsense, I’ll have you fired immediately. How can you lie that someone who isn’t even qualified to step into this place is the owner? Are you tryi

Dylan sighed softly as he looked at the two women. “I don’t think I can tolerate this kind of commotion in my estate in the future,” he said calmly. “So do me a favor—ban this lady from ever stepping into my estate again.”He directed his words to the manager.“Of course, sir. I’ll make sure it’s done. She won’t be allowed in here again,” the manager replied without hesitation.He was completely loyal to Dylan. After all, when Dylan acquired the estate through auction, most buyers would have tried to cut costs or reduce value afterward. But Dylan had done the opposite—he invested even more into it. That alone had earned the manager’s full respect and gratitude.Shocked, Mrs Maxwell stared at him in disbelief. “What do you mean by that?” she snapped. “How can you say such a thing? The audacity! Do you even know who I am? I’m Mrs Maxwell! I’m a very important figure!”But no one paid her any attention.The manager simply turned to the security man and said, “Please escort this lady out

Mrs Maxwell returned home that evening in complete shame.After being thrown out of the estate and humiliated so publicly, she felt like hiding her face from the world forever. Every step she took into the house felt heavy, as if the weight of the embarrassment still clung to her.The moment she got inside, she picked up her phone and called Miss Kelly.She needed someone to talk to—someone who had witnessed everything. She also wanted to remind Kelly about the grand event they had planned and, more importantly, discuss how they could get back at Dylan for what he had done to them.But no matter how many times she called, there was no response.Once. Twice. Ten times.Twenty times.Still nothing.Frustrated, she tried every possible way to reach her—calls, messages—but Kelly didn’t respond to any of them.Then it suddenly dawned on her.Kelly had blocked her.And it was true.After everything that had happened, Kelly no longer wanted anything to do with her. The humiliation had been t

Dylan, Zane, and Amy had begun living in the mansion on the estate. Life there was luxurious, peaceful, and filled with happiness. The family was enjoying their time together, relishing the comfort and freedom that the grand estate provided. That evening, Dylan and his daughter Amy stood on the balcony, taking in the night view. The stars sparkled above them, and the cool breeze brushed past their faces. Suddenly, Amy said, “Dad, I miss Mama.” Her words came out so unexpectedly that Dylan froze. His heart skipped a beat. Was she asking for her real mother, Emily? Panic stirred in him. He didn’t know what to say or how to explain. But before he could speak, Amy continued, “I miss Mama Lea. I want to see her again. I really miss her.” Dylan’s mind went blank. So the “Mama” Amy was talking about wasn’t Emily at all—it was Lea. He felt a mix of surprise and confusion. Amy didn’t seem to recognize Emily as her mother. Why? He wasn’t sure. Yet as he looked at Amy, smiling so earnestl