Margot acknowledged Curtis' genuine concern for her well-being, but his unwavering involvement only fueled her growing frustration.As Curtis insisted once again that she should return home, Margot, fueled by a determination to assert her independence, declared with defiance, "Even if I choose to buy a house, it will be with the money I earn, not yours."Curtis's expression darkened further, and he sternly asked, "What did you just say?"Avoiding his gaze, Margot was conscious of the considerable amount she had spent from Curtis's funds over the years.Despite this, she believed certain things were rightfully hers.Her gaze flickered, hesitating to lock onto Curtis' intense stare.Maintaining his scrutiny, Curtis added, "Come home tonight. Once you've earned enough to buy a house, then you can consider moving out.""I ..." Margot started, attempting to voice her objections but finding herself silenced by Curtis' stern gaze.Frustrated, she shifted the topic, trying to diffuse t
Several girls approached Margot in a huff. One of them accused, "Your waitress spilled hot water on my friend and acted like it was no big deal. "Either fire her right now, or we won't let this slide. She should also cover our medical expenses."The manager had had enough. With the adjacent table VIP patron eyeing the situation, the manager gestured to the security guards behind him."Get these troublemakers out and make sure all the other branches know their faces. They're banned from dining in any of our restaurants."The guards understood the instructions and swiftly escorted the girls out.Dumbfounded, the girls shouted, "Your waitress scalded us with hot water. Why are you kicking us out? Aren't you afraid we'll escalate this matter?"The manager wasn't in the mood to argue. "We've got surveillance cameras around here. If you want to make a fuss, go ahead." He turned to the guards and ordered, "Throw them out."The guards, devoid of sympathy, physically escorted the gi
When Margot regained consciousness, her head throbbed, and her limbs ached. She tried to shake it off, but then the realization hit her – she was tied to a chair, completely immobile. Panic set in as she wondered what had happened, why she was brought here, and who wanted to harm her.Frightened, she fought against the restraints, but her struggles proved futile. While looking around her surroundings, she discovered she was in a dimly lit warehouse with a faint bright light in the distance. Under the faint light, a figure in black sat in an executive chair. Although his face remained partially obscured, Margot couldn't ignore the overwhelming and ominous presence emanating from him.Amidst the confusion and fear, she grappled with questions. Who was this person, and why did he tie her up?Her anxiety escalated, and she shouted, "Who are you? Why did you tie me up?"In response to her desperate outcry, the man waved his hand. The warehouse's lights were immediately tur
Royce was so anxious that he quickly rushed outside. He shouted into his phone, "Anthony, if you dare to hurt her, I won't forgive you.""Don't rush. I haven't sent you the address yet. What's the hurry?"Royce stopped abruptly and asked, "Where are you now?""Answer me first. Do you want to come back with me or not?""Anthony, you can't lay a finger on her. She's Curtis'. Do you even know who Curtis Crosby is? He won't hesitate to kill you.""I don't give a damn about Curtis Crosby. But just because of this woman and your decision not to come back, I won't think twice about hurting her. "It's your call — either come back, or I'll kill her tonight."Although someone drugged and delivered Margot to Anthony, he had no idea about the mysterious sender. Anyway, since Margot was now in his custody, he saw an opportunity he couldn't ignore."Alright, I promise you. But let me make sure she gets home safely first, okay?"Royce was worried about Anthony losing control and causing h
As Royce burst into the warehouse, he hadn't even caught his breath before Anthony's men grabbed him. Struggling, his face contorted with anger, Royce barked at Anthony, "Where's Margot? Take me to her, Anthony. If you lay a finger on her, I swear I'll kill you."Anthony snorted coldly, appearing indifferent. "Relax, Royce. My focus is on you. I won't harm her."After all, he was a man with principles. Once his goal was achieved, he naturally wouldn't harm innocent people. Thinking that Royce had fallen into his hands, Anthony decided to let him see Margot for the last time. He signaled his men to take Royce into the warehouse.Margot winced as the bodyguards untied her. The moment she was freed, she went limp and slumped to the ground. Her face drained of color, and her eyes were wide with terror. She clutched her stomach in pain and weakly pleaded with the bodyguards, "Take me to the hospital, please, take me to the hospital."Before the bodyguards could react, Royce's
Margot lay on the hospital bed. Her face was drained of color, and an IV drip was attached to her hand. Despite her frailty, thoughts of her child consumed her. She tried to get up. She murmured, "Child, my child..."At that moment, Royce was seated beside her bed. He noticed she was awake and quickly stood up to comfort her. "Margot, you're awake."Realizing she couldn't move, she looked at him. "Is my child okay? Please, tell me he's fine?"Wearing a pained expression and unwilling to mask the truth, he replied, "Margot, you're still young. You'll have children again in the future.""What do you mean?" Margot stared at Royce, shocked by his words. The next moment, her eyes widened in shock, and her whole being broke down in silent torment. The shock silenced her, and the intense pain felt like internal flames, leaving her breathless. She said nothing, but the sorrow shattered her heart. Tears streamed down her cheeks.He stood beside her and looked at her with hearta
Curtis didn't know what had happened to Margot. Upon learning that she was in the hospital, he rushed there urgently.When he arrived at the hospital and headed toward Margot's hospital room, Curtis saw two men engaged in a heated argument near the ward. One of them caught his attention. It was Royce, who had been at the Crosby residence some time ago.External conflicts didn't pique Curtis' interest. After all, something had happened to Margot, and that took precedence. He needed to find out what had happened to her.As he was about to move forward, the ongoing conversation between the two men halted him in his tracks.Anthony was bleeding from his mouth and nose but persisted in asking, "Tell me, is the child in Margot's belly yours?" Royce grabbed Anthony's collar. Royce angrily confessed, "Yes, she's carrying my child. That's why I can never get along with the Morris family for the rest of my life."Anthony pushed Royce away. He wiped the blood from his lip and coldly
"Why?" Curtis couldn't comprehend it.He had treated Margot well, providing her with the best of everything. Apart from the Tammy incident, he couldn't understand where he had gone wrong.To add to the confusion, Margot claimed not to know Royce. Yet, not only did she know him, but they even had a child together. Curtis felt like he was being deceived.How could they act so recklessly right under his nose?Unable to bear the humiliation, Curtis clenched his fist. He forcefully slammed it against the nearby wall. A loud bang echoed, and the entire hospital building seemed to tremble. Blood oozed from his knuckles and dripped onto the floor.His face was dark and twisted. He stood there, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty cruelty. He regretted not killing Royce just now. After a moment of suppressing the raging emotions within him, Curtis finally opened Margot's ward door.At that moment, Margot lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Sensing someone enter, she loo