Edward Gavins brought his motorcycle to a halt, swung off quickly, and sprinted toward the door.Ding, ding, ding! The doorbell chimed sharply as he pressed it in rapid succession.Edward Gavins, the eldest son of Mr. Gavins, the fifth-richest man in Goldmere city, was now working as a deliveryman. Despite his bloodline, this was his present reality. Judging from the way he parked the bike, dashed to the door, and hammered the bell, it was clear he was in a hurry.He lifted his left wrist and checked his watch. 7:58. His lips curved into a smile.Perfect. I'll be on time tonight. Just wait for my little anniversary surprise, my love.He smiled as images of Ava the only woman who had ever truly held his heart, filled his mind.The door opened to reveal a middle-aged woman."Your order, ma'am. Please sign here," Edward said, presenting the delivery slip."Thank you," she replied, signing quickly before taking the neatly wrapped package.Edward mounted his bike and sped away.He worked f

Sofia!That voice, Edward would recognize it anywhere. The same voice that had shredded him an hour ago, leaving nothing behind.He could swear it with his full chest, that the nasal, grating pitch belonged to his mother-in-law."You better come out from that hiding place," she called from the doorway, peering inside like he was a roach she had cornered.The room tilted. Understanding crashed into Edward with physical weight.This whole delivery. The mysterious client. The rush fee. The address. All of it had been staged. Sofia, the mystery man, Ava, they'd orchestrated this. For what? To watch him humiliated in public?Edward's jaw tightened. Enough. The word burned through his chest like whiskey. Enough. He has had enough of them. He lifted his head and stared at the delivery slip, then crumpled it in his fist. Now that everything was clear to him, He wasn't playing their game anymore. Not tonight. Not ever. He wiped his face with the slip, the rough paper brush against his damp

Sofia moved backwards, realizing what she had done. Though she wanted Edward out of their lives, away from her daughter, she wasn't prepared to let the cat out of the bag so soon. She wasn't in the position, at least not when Edward and Ava were not yet divorced. To her, it would be better if Ava disclosed such news to Edward, considering who Ethan was to Edward. But the next minutes? Who cares, she hissed. Edward was a nobody. So such rules didn't apply here.Edward's eyes brimmed with anger that threatened to consume every soul in the room. "Answer me. Is it Ethan Gavins or another Ethan?"One step. Two. He started pulling his feet, which now felt so heavy, towards Ava. As far as he was concerned, Ava owed him an explanation. She needed to tell him it was someone else not who he was thinking. At least that would lessen the pain and the weight of the betrayal."Talk to me." The yell tore out of him, raw and unrecognizable. He looked from Sofia's smug mouth to Ava's downcast eyes. "Is

“Edward, you are useless! Do you know what you've done?” Ava fume as she paced in the sitting room, her heels clicking against the marble floor.They had just got off the phone with Ethan. He was in rage telling them Edward had come there to cause trouble not only injured his security men but also had the nerve to hit him. He swore to deal with Edward before ending the call in anger. When Edward walked through the door, she spun on him. “Ethan will never let this go! He promised to make life difficult for you in Goldmere. you do not pity yourself? How could you do this?”Sofia clapped her hands together, each clap sharp as a slap. “You had the guts to hit your brother? He will come for you, Edward. And before then, I cannot accommodate you under my roof. You must leave. Ethan cannot find you here.”Ava rushed at him, her fists pounding against his chest. "How could you make things so difficult? He wasn't going to do anything except be with me. But now you've angered him, and he won'

Chapter 9Edward's thumb hovered over the screen, trembling just slightly before he caught himself and pressed his fingers flat against the phone. He read the words again.I USED TO WORK FOR YOUR FATHER BEFORE HIS DEMISE ABOUT 29 YEARS AGO. I HAVE BEEN WATCHING OVER YOU FOR FOUR YEARS NOW, HOPING I WAS WRONG, UNTIL WHAT RUBY YOUR STEPMOTHER JUST SAID.The letters were bold, making him see every words clearly. He read it a second time, slower, waiting for his brain to catch up and tell him this was a mistake. A glitch or Some sick joke his eyes were playing because Ruby's words were still rattling around inside his head.His stomach dropped at the third reading. As the words didn't change.Someone had been watching him. For four years. Not glancing, not passing by watching. Edward's skin crawled as he thought about all the mornings, all the nights, all the phone calls he'd taken, thinking he was alone not knowing someone else was watching and listening to everything.He snapped his h