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Chapter 909 The Baby’s Nursery Is Ready
Briana and Nadir stood speechless, their eyes wide with wonder as they stepped into the baby’s new room.Before them stretched a space that felt both serene and alive: a soft, pale-sand color washed over the walls, grounding the room in quiet elegance.One wall was paneled in light wood, its grain running in gentle horizontal lines that caught the light.Built into it, a set of asymmetrical niches held carefully chosen pieces, small treasures that spoke of care and balance.The crib, crafted from natural wood, was simple and timeless, as if it had grown from the very heart of the house itself.A plush wool rug, thick and warm beneath their feet, defined the play area, where a few toys made of soft, organic materials rested in perfect harmony.By the window stood a nursing chair with sculpted lines and a raw linen fabric that invited rest.Beside it, a floor lamp cast a diffused glow, ready to illuminate nights that would breathe slowly and tenderly.The linen curtains softened the day
Chapter 908 Karl, the Next Victim?
Mark ended the call and rose from his chair, his face grave. Across from him, Mary Ellen and Luana were pale with alarm, both standing as if the floor had suddenly become unsafe.“What did my fiancé say?” Luana demanded, her voice quivering.Mark’s expression darkened. “Don’t worry, Luana. Karl found a bomb in his car.”Her hands flew to her mouth. “How can you say that and tell me not to worry?”“He’s already called Ribeiro,” Mark replied.“I should go too,” Mary Ellen said, already halfway to the door.“I’m on my way there now,” Mark told her, following close behind.They ran out together, leaving Luana frozen in place. Her pulse thundered in her ears.She stood there trembling, unable to move, as though fear itself had turned her to stone.******Meanwhile, in the parking lot of the Vasconcelos Company, Christopher pulled in and parked his car.He stepped out, locked it, and pocketed the keys, his face as cold and unreadable as marble.A chime sounded; a text notification. Christop
Chapter 907 New Bomb
Karl finished his lunch and wandered into the living room in nothing but quick-dry shorts, the picture of lazy ease on his day off.He grabbed the remote, flicked the television on, and scrolled until a news channel settled into his living room like an unwelcome guest.The anchor, suit pressed and expression trained to bland neutrality, reported in that measured, anxious cadence. “So far, there is no concrete information about who might be behind the attacks in Braspolis,” the man intoned, “The population remains terrified, and many are avoiding going out on the streets by car, congesting public transportation options.”The screen filled with images of a city in panic: buses overflowing at the doors as desperate passengers squeezed in; subway stations a heaving sea of heads; people fighting for taxis with elbows and shoves; rideshare drivers at their wits’ end, exhausted and swamped by demand.Karl watched, his face closing into a shadow of suspicion. The images — sardined commuters,
Chapter 906 Luana Should Be on the List
Mark and Gene pushed open the door of Briana’s office, stepping into a scene that was almost comical in its imbalance.Christopher stood tense and irritated, while Luana was doubled over with laughter, her eyes wet with tears.“Care to share the joke?” Gene asked, one brow raised.Through her laughter, Luana managed to speak. “Mark, Gene… Young Master Vasconcelos came here to accuse Karl of planting the bomb in his car! Ha! Ha! Ha!” She wiped her eyes, unable to contain herself.Christopher’s scowl deepened. “Instead of laughing, perhaps you could bring me the culprit so I can interrogate him.”Mark crossed his arms calmly. “Chris, Karl’s protected in his apartment. The entire ‘Times of Glory’ crew has halted filming because of the attacks.”“Good,” Christopher replied coldly. “Then give me the address of his apartment.”The laughter died on Luana’s lips. She stiffened instantly. “Hey! Nobody is going to bother my fiancé!”“Why so afraid, Luana?” Christopher shot back, his tone burnin
Chapter 905 Accusations
Althea leaned back on her sofa with Dalila’s help, settling into her usual morning routine. The remote control lay close at hand, ready to summon her beloved dramas and Turkish series, an indulgence she shared with Briana and Nadir. But before pleasure came duty.On the coffee table rested a thick folder: Mark’s infamous list, complete with the names and photographs of the young women he deemed suitable to marry Christopher.Dalila’s eyes flicked toward it, and she felt a pang of quiet insecurity. Those elegant faces, those pedigreed names... she could never belong to that world.“Dalila,” Althea said, her tone commanding yet calm, “call my grandson. We need to discuss that list.”Dalila’s lips parted in distress. “Old Madam Vasconcelos, I’m terribly sorry… Young Master Christopher insisted on going to work.”“He left?” Althea’s sharp voice sliced through the air. “He’s in mortal danger!”“I tried to persuade him, Madam, truly... but I didn’t dare press further,” Dalila confessed.Alt
Chapter 904 Halted Filming
Karl sat shirtless at the kitchen table, finishing his simple breakfast while keeping a worried eye on Luana. His fiancée, immaculate as ever, was dressed in a tailored gray suit, her hair styled with professional precision. Her makeup was discreet yet flawless, and the sharp rhythm of her high heels against the tiles echoed confidence and authority.“Sweetheart, are you really serious about this?” he asked, his brow furrowed.She looked at him with calm amusement. “About what, darling?”“You’re going to work after what happened?”“Brie is certainly staying home. Someone has to represent her,” she replied, taking a sip of her coffee as if it were the most natural thing in the world.“And what if your car is the next one?” His voice carried genuine alarm.Luana smiled tenderly and sat down across from him, her eyes full of warmth. “Thank you for worrying about me, love. But I’m more worried about you.”“Me?” Karl blinked, caught off guard.She nodded, her tone light but firm. “It’s you
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