2025-01-03 17:30:59The doorbell echoed through the Winchester mansion.
Lisa’s mother went to open it, her heart pounding. As she pulled the door open, her heart nearly stopped. Standing there, in a silent but intimidating formation, was the Bigshark gang. “Oh no… this is trouble,” she whispered, her voice shaking. Everyone in the mansion froze, staring at the gang in fear. Faces paled, breaths held. Lisa’s mother stepped back, almost stumbling. “What have they gotten themselves into?” she muttered, watching the gang part to let someone through. As the group stepped aside, they revealed Tom and Lisa, both looking calm, with Delilah trailing behind, her head bowed, expression strained. It was something no one could’ve predicted. Lisa’s grandfather’s eyes narrowed as Lisa and Tom strode into the room. Delilah stayed back. Lisa motioned to the heavy suitcases the Bigsharks were carrying and had them set down in front of her grandfather. “Here’s the money,” she announced, her voice steady. “They even tripled the amount.” A murmur spread through the room. Shocked eyes darted between Lisa, Tom, and the Bigsharks, who, instead of causing trouble, seemed eager to avoid it. No one had ever seen the gang like this—respectful, almost subdued. The boss of the Bigsharks stepped forward, clearing his throat. “We… uh, we hope this clears our debt, and…” He hesitated, glancing at Tom. “We apologize for the delay. Please, accept our apology,” he said, bowing his head slightly before signaling his men to follow him out. The room remained silent as the gang left. When the door finally closed behind them. Eyes turned toward Tom, full of questions no one dared to ask. Tom looked at Lisa’s grandfather, his expression calm . “Now, is my wife allowed to contest for the CEO position?” he asked firmly. Lisa’s grandfather stared at Tom, then at the suitcases, speechless. Suddenly the crowd turned to the door opening as a tall , bulky man entered the room, carrying a large, gift-wrapped box. Lucas Hardy—a well-known philanthropist with a reputation as flashy as his wealth. People whispered and nodded in recognition, eyes following him as he made his way toward the family. “Am I late?” Lucas asked with a charming grin, dropping the huge gift onto a nearby table. He turned his gaze toward Lisa, his eyes lingering a little too long, his smile a bit familiar. “Lisa, how are you? You’re looking… thinner. Not eating well?” He threw a quick, dismissive glance at Tom, clearly aware of his presence but choosing to ignore it. Lisa frowned. “What are you doing here, Lucas?” Her mother, standing nearby, shot her a sharp look. “Lisa, that’s no way to speak to Lucas.” She stepped forward, smiling at him. “If it weren’t for Lucas, you wouldn’t be here today. You owe him more than you know.” “What are you talking about, Mom?” Lisa’s mother took a deep breath, her eyes darting between Lisa and Tom. “The Bigsharks didn’t harm you because I called Lucas for help,” she said, pride in her voice. “Without him, you wouldn’t be standing here.” Lucas gave a small nod, trying to maintain his composure, though confusion crossed his face. It was clear he had no idea how they’d survived the encounter with the Bigsharks. But he seized the moment, knowing the credit boosted his standing. Lisa’s jaw tightened. She didn’t believe it for a second. This was one of the reasons she’d refused to marry Lucas—he took credit for things he hadn’t done, always playing the hero . Her mother’s voice cut through Lisa’s thoughts “I won’t let you risk your life anymore with a sick, poor bastard like Tom,” she sneered, her eyes cold as she looked at her son-in-law. “I want you to divorce him. Right now.” Lisa’s eyes widened, her voice sharp. “Mom, what are you doing? This is my marriage. I decide what I want.” Her mother scowled. “Why are you still holding on to him, Lisa? He’s given you nothing but hardship and poverty. You could end this right now and marry a real man—Lucas.” Lisa shook her head, standing firm. “I’m not leaving Tom, Mom.” Her mother’s expression hardened. “I didn’t ask for your opinion. This isn’t up for debate. It’s compulsory, Lisa. You’re going to divorce him.”
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Chapter 027
Tom Sullivan had always believed that the worst betrayals didn’t come from enemies, but from those you trusted with your weaknesses. As he sat at his desk that morning, the manila folder Lisa had found in her father’s study lay open before him—a map of treachery, desperate moves, and debts.Lisa hovered near the window, arms wrapped around her waist. She’d spent half the night crying, then the other half poring over the documents with him, her faith in her family shattering with each new page. But Tom was already looking past her pain, triangulating threats, searching for patterns in the chaos.The folder was damning. The Winchesters, it turned out, were neck-deep in debt to a lender called Lancer Holdings—a name that meant nothing to most people, but everything to Tom. The company, on paper, was a faceless investment group. In reality, it was a front for Felix Sullivan’s more creative financial maneuvers: loans that came with invisibl
Chapter 026
Tom had always believed in stacking the odds in his favor. When he promised to fly in the best doctors for Mrs. Winchester, he hadn’t been bluffing. Before breakfast the next morning, the Sullivan driveway was crowded with black sedans and a single unmarked van, each bearing a quiet efficiency that screamed military precision.Dr. Elena Voss led the team—tall, composed, her dark hair knotted in a severe bun. She wore the plain white coat of a civilian, but Tom recognized the way she carried herself: alert, aware, never quite at rest. He’d served with her in another life, back when trust was a matter of survival and mistakes got people killed.Elena shook Tom’s hand with a firm grip. “General Sullivan. Or do I call you Mr. Sullivan now?”“Tom’s fine,” he said, managing a smile. “Thanks for coming on short notice.”She nodded, her gaze shifting to Lisa, who stood beside him, uncertain. “And you must be Mrs. Sullivan?”Lisa offered a hesitant hand. “Just Lisa, please. Thank you for com
Chapter 025
Tom’s POV The Sullivan mansion was shrouded in silence when Tom slipped into his study that night, Lisa already asleep down the hall. In the gloom, Tom’s mind raced. The day’s events replayed in his head: the Winchesters’ act, Dr. Smith’s rehearsed pitch, Lisa’s haunted eyes, and those two messages from Phillip Constantine. Phillip was in the shadows, pulling strings, and Lisa—Lisa was drifting, her trust eroding day by day. He sat at his desk, the faint blue light of his laptop painting his face in cold tones. He hesitated, then opened the encrypted chat window he hadn’t touched in years. “Marcus. Need a full background on Dr. Smith, Saint Mary’s Hospital. Urgent. Watch for military contractor links. —T.” He hit send. Marcus Reed, his old comrade, wouldn’t ask questions. They’d once survived a black site together with nothing but a broken radio and sheer will; if anyone could find the truth, it was Marcus. Tom closed the laptop and stared out the window. The city l
Chapter 024
The morning sun cast long shadows across the Sullivan mansion's driveway as Tom and Lisa prepared for their hospital visit. Tom had offered to go with Lisa after some considerations. He watched his wife from the corner of his eye as she fidgeted with her phone, her fingers trembling slightly. Something felt off, but he couldn't quite place it. "The car's ready," he said softly, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Lisa flinched at his touch – a small movement, but one that didn't escape his notice. She'd been doing that a lot lately. The drive to Saint Mary's Hospital was thick with tension. Lisa stared out the window, lost in thought, while Tom's mind raced through possibilities. He'd learned long ago that coincidences in his life usually weren't coincidences at all. When they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Smith was already waiting in the lobby. Tom's military instincts kicked in immediately – the doctor's perfectly pressed coat, his too-bright smile, the way his eyes dart
Chapter 023
"Wait, honey... I think I have a plan too... One that will blow your mind," Mrs. Winchester announced excitedly. She motioned towards her husband. Mr. Winchester inquired, "And... what's that got to be, Miranda?" His expression showed his eagerness to know what his wife had in mind. Mrs. Winchester sat next to her husband, ready to reveal her plan. "So... you're going to call our daughter and let her know that I'm very ill... I mean, on the verge of dying anytime soon. Tell her that I have some organs failing and that you're afraid I have little time left to live... Just... come up with something she's easily going to believe." Mr. Winchester's face lit up with admiration. "That's superb, Miranda. I married a smart woman indeed. That way, we'll get her to come see you on your 'sick bed,' and then we'll take it from there." Mrs. Winchester smiled, a villainous glint in her eye. "Sounds like a perfect idea, Henry. But... don't forget we need to arrange things with Dr. Smith. I k
Chapter 022
The Winchester Mansion It was so quiet in the Winchester mansion. A family, once known for their power and wealth, was gradually falling apart and had lost control over all that was happening. Lisa's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Winchester sat quietly on the couch, facing each other. Their current state was unbearable, and they were desperately trying to come up with a solution before things fell apart. They couldn't just sit back and watch everything they'd worked so hard to acquire slip away. Never. "Honey, we really need to do something. All our businesses are in shambles now. We lost half a billion dollars in less than a day. Nothing is going well. We're Winchesters, we can't end up on the streets," Lisa's mom lamented. I can't lose my home, the cars, my jewelry, those expensive vacations you arrange for me... This life is too good to lose,' Mrs. Winchester continued. Mr. Winchester, who sat directly opposite her, hadn't spoken yet. The expression on his face seemed like the
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