2025-06-16 19:29:34As they settled into their new seats on the second floor, Margaret's eyes gleamed with curiosity and greed.
"Did anyone hear what the manager said?" she whispered conspiratorially.
"The mysterious VIP is throwing a celebration for some woman. A private party on the top floor!"
"Imagine being that lucky," Patricia sighed dreamily.
"To have someone so powerful throwing you a party!"
"It must be someone incredibly important," Robert added.
"Maybe a senator's daughter or a foreign dignitary?"
Sarah's eyes lit up with malicious glee as she spotted Elena sitting quietly in the corner.
"Oh! Oh! I know who it must be!" She pointed dramatically at Elena, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "It's obviously for our dear cousin Elena! The mysterious billionaire must have fallen head over heels for our little embezzler!"
The table erupted in hysterical laughter.
"Elena and a billionaire?" Richard wheezed.
"Maybe he has a fetish for women who steal from their own families!" Vincent added with a cruel smirk.
Elena's face burned with humiliation, but before she could respond, Karvel's calm voice cut through the mockery.
"Actually, you're right. The celebration is for Elena."
The laughter died instantly, then exploded even louder than before.
"OH MY GOD!" Sarah shrieked, clutching her sides.
"He's actually doubling down on this delusion!"
“Someone call a vet,” Richard howled.
“This mutt’s finally gone rabid!”
"What's next?"
"Are you going to tell us you're actually a secret prince in disguise?"
"This is the funniest thing I've heard all year!"
Vincent suddenly straightened, a calculating look crossing his face.
"You know what? This could actually work out perfectly."
All eyes turned to him.
"My father has extensive connections throughout the city," Vincent continued smoothly.
"It's possible he knows this VIP personally. Elena, if you divorce this delusional fleabag and marry me instead, I might be able to arrange an introduction."
Margaret's eyes lit up immediately.
"Vincent! You brilliant boy! This is the opportunity of a lifetime!"
"Elena," Margaret's voice turned deadly serious.
"I'm giving you one final choice. Divorce this pathetic trash right now and marry Vincent, or I'm calling the police to arrest both of you for theft."
"Grandmother, you can't be serious—" Elena began.
"Dead serious!" Margaret slammed her hand on the table.
“He has dragged you down long enough! It's time to cut the leash!"
"Think about it logically, Elena," Richard chimed in.
"Divorce him, you may get connections with the most powerful people in the country!"
Elena looked around the table, her face pale.
Her entire family was staring at her expectantly, their faces cold and calculating.
"I... I can't just—" Elena's voice cracked.
"Yes, you can!" Margaret's voice was ice-cold.
"Choose now, or spend the next decade in prison with your worthless husband!"
"Don't worry," Karvel said quietly, his hand gently touching Elena's shoulder. "Everything will be fine."
Elena looked at him desperately.
How could he be so calm? Didn’t he understand how serious it was?
Suddenly, a booming voice echoed through the restaurant's sound system.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are honored to announce the arrival of Mr. Sebastian Morrison, owner of the Morrison Hotel Chain and Morrison Industries!"
The entire room fell silent as if someone had sucked all the air out of it.
Margaret's fork clattered to her plate.
"Sebastian... Morrison?"
"The Sebastian Morrison?" Patricia whispered.
"The one who's been featured on the cover of Forbes three times?"
"The same Sebastian Morrison who had dinner with the President last month?" Robert's voice was barely audible.
The grand doors of the banquet hall swung open, and Sebastian Morrison entered with the presence of a king.
Tall, distinguished, with silver hair and a perfectly tailored suit, he commanded attention without saying a word.
Margaret practically leaped from her chair, smoothing her dress frantically.
"Mr. Morrison! What an incredible honor! You must be here because of Vincent! What a wonderful surprise!”
At the same time, Vincent smiled smugly and stood up, striding confidently toward Sebastian Morrison.
He knew it—Morrison must have heard he was here and came specifically to see him.Those security guards who had the nerve to kick him off the third floor earlier?He’d make sure Morrison fired every last one of them later!
"Mr. Morrison, sir! I'm Vincent Langford. My father’s —"
Everyone turned toward Vincent expectantly.
This was it—his moment.
But Morrison didn’t even look at him.
He walked straight past Vincent… as if he were invisible.
Vincent’s outstretched hand hung awkwardly in the air. His confident smirk faltered.
Then Morrison stopped.
In front of Karvel.
And bowed.
"Sir," he said with profound respect, "I sincerely apologize for the delay. Please do me the honor by allowing me to escort you and your wife to the top floor."
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Karvel and Elena arrived at the police station early the next morning.The air outside was cold and gray, the kind of morning that carried a heavy silence.Morrison followed behind them, tall and alert as always. His eyes moved around, watching every shadow as if danger could appear at any moment.Inside the station, the halls smelled faintly of coffee and paper. Officers walked past, some nodding in greeting. Elena’s heart was heavy. She didn’t know what to expect today.When they entered the waiting area, a familiar voice called out.“Elena! My daughter!”Elena turned sharply. Patricia stood near the reception desk, looking pale and worn. Her eyes were red from crying.“Mother?” Elena whispered in surprise.Patricia rushed forward and took her hands. “Elena, please. Tell them to let Liza go. She’s your sister. She made a mistake, but she doesn’t deserve this.”Karvel’s tone was calm but firm. “Mrs. Patricia, this isn’t just a mistake. Liza framed Elena for something serious.”Patric
Chapter 174
Day moved slowly, filled with heavy silence. After the morning conversation with Karvel, Elena stayed at home, unable to focus on anything. She tried to read, to clean, even to water the flowers near the window, but her hands felt weak and her thoughts kept drifting back to what Karvel had told her earlier.Her grandmother… another grandson… secrets hidden for years.Every word replayed in her mind like a storm that refused to fade.By afternoon, the house felt too quiet. The ticking clock was the only sound that filled the air. Elena sat on the couch, staring at the untouched cup of tea beside her. The steam had long disappeared, leaving only the bitter scent behind.She sighed and whispered to herself, “Why does everything in this family have to be so complicated?”The weight in her chest grew heavier. She didn’t understand why Karvel had suddenly brought all these things up. Maybe he was hiding something too. Or maybe he was trying to protect her from something worse. Either way, t
Chapter 173
"How are you feeling now?" Karvel asked gently, handing Elena a cup of tea. His voice carried both worry and care. "Drink that. It’ll help you relax."Elena looked at him for a moment before taking the cup. Her hands trembled slightly as she lifted it to her lips. The warmth of the tea soothed her, but it didn’t calm the storm inside her chest. She took a small sip and placed the cup back on the table. Her eyes met Karvel’s, sharp and searching."I think it’s time you tell me everything I need to know," she said quietly, but there was strength in her tone.Karvel sighed. He had been expecting that question. The air between them grew heavy, filled with things unsaid. He sat down across from her, rubbing his hands together slowly before he spoke."I’ve been trying to find out who was behind my kidnapping," he began. "It wasn’t random, Elena. Someone planned it carefully. Someone wanted me gone, and I need to know why."Elena’s brows furrowed. "Do you have any leads? Did the police find
Chapter 172
“I’m okay now,” Elena said softly as Karvel helped her sit up on the hospital bed. Her voice was weak but steady. She looked at him with tired eyes that still managed to shine with warmth.Karvel’s hand stayed behind her back, supporting her gently. “You should rest a little more,” he said in a low voice. “The doctor said you still need to recover completely before leaving.”Elena shook her head. “I’ve been here for too long. I just want to go home, Karvel. I hate the smell of this place.”Karvel smiled faintly. “You really haven’t changed,” he said. “Always stubborn.”“Maybe,” she whispered, smiling back. “But I’ll feel better once I’m home with you.”Karvel’s expression softened. He brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Alright, my love,” he said gently. “If that’s what you want, we’ll go home now.”He stood up, helped her put on her shoes, and reached for her bag. “Take it slow,” he reminded. “Don’t rush.”Elena nodded, holding onto his arm for balance. Together, they walked out
Chapter 171
Patricia was in the living room, folding laundry when she heard a knock at the door. It was already late in the evening, and she wasn’t expecting anyone. The knock came again, louder this time.“Who could that be?” she muttered to herself, walking toward the door.She opened it and froze. Two policemen stood outside, dressed in uniform, their faces serious.“Good evening, ma’am,” one of them said politely.Patricia blinked in confusion. “Good evening… sorry, how may I help you?”“We’re here for Miss Liza Robert,” the policeman said.Patricia’s eyes widened. “Liza? That’s my daughter. Is there any problem?”Before the officer could reply, Robert came down the stairs, tying the belt of his robe. “Who’s at the door?” he asked, frowning when he saw the policemen. “What’s going on here?”Patricia turned to him helplessly. “They say they’re here for Liza. I don’t understand what’s happening.”Robert’s expression darkened. “I said it! This girl has been becoming too reckless lately. Always m
Chapter 170
Morrison followed closely behind Karvel. Two policemen trailed them, their uniforms pressed and their expressions serious.Karvel’s face was cold and unreadable. His jaw was tight, and his eyes burned with quiet anger.They entered the main reception area of the office building. A young lady behind the front desk looked up immediately, startled by the sight of policemen walking in with purpose. She adjusted her glasses nervously.“Good evening, sirs,” she said politely. “How may I help you?”Karvel didn’t even slow down. His eyes were fixed ahead. “There’s nothing you can do to help me,” he replied in a flat tone.The lady blinked, confused. “Sir, please—wait! You can’t just—”But they didn’t stop. Karvel pushed forward, Morrison and the policemen following him down the long hallway. The woman hurried out from behind her desk and tried to follow, her heels clicking on the tiled floor.“Sir, you can’t go in there without permission!” she called out.They ignored her.Karvel finally sto
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