Isabelle's eyes remained widened in surprise as she finally understood why Richard, Victoria, and Martin had all been standing motionlessly and staring in the same direction.He had imagined her throwing herself into his arms while asking where he had been for the past two years. Instead...She simply rolled her eyes.Without saying a single word to him, Isabella calmly turned her back on Tyler as though he were nothing more than an insignificant stranger. She picked up the magazine again, and smiled at Martin before reopening it. "Look at this design again. The more I see it, the more I feel it's perfect. Don't you think the embroidery around the neckline is beautiful?" she said cheerfully, pointing at one of the pages.Martin leaned over the magazine with a smile. "I think it'll look amazing on you," he replied warmly. "Honestly, you'd look beautiful in anything."Isabella giggled softly before nudging his shoulder playfully.Tyler stood rooted to the spot. His eyes narrowed in

Tyler remained silent in the middle of the courtyard, completely ignoring the laughter directed at him. "I'm not a madman," Tyler said firmly, his voice trembling with desperation. "Please, all of you have to believe me. Something is coming for Dad."Richard Voss folded his arms across his chest and looked down at his son with an expression filled with disappointment."Oh?" Richard asked sarcastically. "And what exactly is coming for me? More wealth? Another successful business deal? Is that what your vision showed you?"Tyler slowly shook his head."No," he replied quietly.Richard raised an eyebrow."No?" he repeated.Tyler looked directly into his father's eyes and said."It's death."The smile on Richard's face instantly disappeared. He stared at Tyler for several seconds before letting out a long sigh and shaking his head."I truly never imagined my son would become this pathetic," Richard said bitterly.Tyler quickly rose to his feet."Dad, please listen to me," he pleaded. "S

Tyler had not been sitting on the staircase for more than ten minutes when a piercing scream suddenly shattered the silence surrounding the Voss Mansion."Ahhh!"It was Isabella's voice.Almost at the same time, another terrified scream rang out."Help!"This one belonged to Victoria.The screams were immediately followed by an explosive crash.Crash!The sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the mansion as though a powerful force had smashed straight through one of the living room windows.Tyler instantly jumped to his feet. His heart skipped a beat.Without wasting another second, he sprinted down the staircase and raced around the side of the mansion toward the front entrance. The closer he got, the clearer the sounds of panic became. The moment Tyler reached the entrance, he stopped abruptly.His eyes narrowed.Everything before him looked similar to what he had seen in his vision.Standing in the middle of the destroyed living room were three men dressed in black fighting

"Who are you?" Dave asked, narrowing his eyes.Tyler released a slow breath before answering, "My name is Tyler Voss. I'm the second son of the Voss family."For a moment, Dave simply stared at him. Then he suddenly burst into laughter."Hahaha! So you're Tyler Voss?" he asked mockingly. "You're Richard Voss's second son, aren't you? The one who disappeared for two years?"Tyler didn't answer.Dave looked him over from head to toe before shaking his head with amusement."I heard all kinds of stories about you," he said. "Some people said you were dead, while others said you ran away because you couldn't handle the pressure of your family's expectations. I never thought I'd actually meet you like this."Tyler's expression remained indifferent.Dave tried to pull his hand away, but Tyler's grip didn't loosen. He frowned and applied more strength, yet Tyler remained completely still."What exactly do you think you're doing?" Dave asked.Tyler looked at him calmly."Take your men and lea