Erin felt a wave of sadness engulf her after the doctor shared Zach's current health condition. Anxiously, she couldn't sit still beside him, awaiting him to wake up. "Miss Erin, why don't you call his family?" Marco suggested. Understanding his concern, Erin looked at the clock; it was almost dawn, and they had been at the hospital, tirelessly monitoring her friend's condition. Exhausted but determined, they hadn't taken a break. "I don't know, Marco. I'll wait for Zach to wake up first. His family might not be aware of this situation, so I don't want to interfere," Erin replied. "They didn't know..." Zach's weak voice interrupted. Erin and Marco both flinched as Zach opened his eyes, gazing at them. "Oh my God, Zach! We decided to check your house because it's unusual for you not to respond to my messages." "May I talk to Erin privately?" he requested, turning his gaze towards Marco. Marco shrugged and exited the private ward, leaving Erin and Zach alone with a shared s
After a few days, Erin attended Master Walton's birthday celebration, surrounded by the lavish ambiance of the ballroom adorned with sparkling crystal chandeliers and extravagant flowers. Soft jazz melodies filled the air, and the atmosphere shimmered with the laughter and delicate interactions of the attendees. Dressed in a three-piece suit, Orion approached Erin, leaning in to speak privately amid the festive surroundings. "Do you know what I'm thinking right now?" he asked, his words meant only for her ears. Curious, Erin responded, "What?" "I want to ruin what you're wearing, see what's underneath," Orion replied unabashedly, evoking a giggle from Erin. "It's Master Walton's birthday, O," she reminded him. "I know," he pouted, "but it's your fault for being so beautiful." Erin's cheeks blushed as they exchanged sultry glances, only to be interrupted by someone clearing their throat nearby. Erin straightened up when she saw Drew and Lily approached. Drew p
Orion quickly contacted the hotel's security, given its ownership by the Arvessos. Taking charge, he escorted the unidentified man to the security office, where an interrogation was set to unravel the motives behind his intent to harm Erin. "I doubt he's the individual who entered your penthouse. Have you encountered this person only twice?" Orion inquired of Erin. "I'm not familiar with him. Even during my time in the modeling industry, I never encountered the unsettling experience of being followed by a stalker," Erin responded. The mystery deepened as Erin contemplated why she felt targeted only after leaving the modeling industry. Orion assured her of his commitment to the investigation and urged heightened security measures. "Erin, it's crucial to enhance your security. Avoid going out alone for now. Reach out to me or Marco if you need anything," Orion advised. Marco arrived and escorted her to the office. Meanwhile, a woman with short hair cascading down her neck
Fred Cheng's astonishment was evident as his lips parted in disbelief. "Miss Erin?" invited Assistant Sarah, leading them inside while handing them an access card. Within the expansive warehouse, each supplier occupied a designated space. They navigated through the aisles, aiming for the section where Yurich's stocks were stored in the computer system. Uncomfortable and perspiring, Fred Cheng followed closely behind. Every aisle and area had vigilant monitors, and Drew approached one of them to guide them to the Yurich stocks. Coming to a halt at a closed cube compartment, he unlocked it, revealing three boxes. Erin's lips hung open in shock, her thoughts echoing, 'Is this some kind of joke?' "These are all the Yurich stocks in the warehouse," the man declared. "Uh, there seems to be a mistake, Mr. Walton," Assistant Mike interjected, unable to withhold his comment. "Why?" Drew Walton questioned. Assistant Mike exchanged glances with Erin before passing her tablet to
Marco welcomed Orion into the penthouse, granting him access to check on Erin. He gathered information about the occurrences at Yurich during the night. Finding Erin in the penthouse's outdoor area, Marco was the sole person he came across. "Fuck, O! I'm questioning whether what I'm involved in is still the right thing. I can't fathom why I'm here! Erin is a dear friend, and I can't shake this guilt about your actions," Marco confessed. Orion's expression soured as he realized Marco was privy to his original intentions regarding Erin. Marco pressed on, "Even if you haven't executed your initial plan, Yurich is slipping away from Erin's grasp. What's the next move? I feel terrible. Are you going to abandon Erin now? Is the promised marriage off the table? She loves you, O! It's evident how much she cares for you!" These questions lingered in Orion's mind. Had he accomplished his mission? Erin would gain nothing from Yurich Company. Was this his ultimate plan all along? "Erin
Jenna forcefully grabbed the photo from Erin's hand, who believed it was riddled with mistakes. "What does this mean? Why is Daryl with you in that photo?" Erin questioned; she was bewildered. "We were together in the picture, so what? Just leave, and I'll sort my things out!" Jenna retorted, raising her voice. "No! Jenna, you hated Daryl! You wouldn't hide a picture with Daryl if that picture didn't mean something to you!" Erin argued vehemently. The heated exchange caught the attention outside and prompted Orion to open the door. "Some employees outside can hear you. Your office is already in chaos, but you still manage to argue." Erin swiftly snatched the photo back from Jenna and presented it to Orion. "See this? This is why I'm pushing Jenna to speak. Daryl and Jenna had a bad relationship back in high school! This photo is impossible!" Orion squinted and then fixed his gaze on the photo. After a moment, he voiced his suspicions. "You dated Daryl?" he accused Jenna.
Orion felt a weight on his head as he absorbed Danica's revelation. "So, Jenna became Daryl's girlfriend?" he asked his sister, his anxiety growing with the newfound knowledge. "That just doesn't add up," he mumbled, prompting Danica to pay closer attention. "Why not?" Danica inquired, her confusion evident. "Daryl used my sports car to pick up Jenna that night," Orion explained as he retrieved his laptop. He proceeded to show Danica some images of his sports car, the vehicle Daryl had utilized during the accident. "Daryl had someone in the sports car. I noticed strands of hair in my car, and they were a match for Jenna's. During the investigation interview, Jenna came close to confessing that she had been in Daryl's car, but Erin intervened. "We were genuinely puzzled by their responses – none of them seemed to align with the events of that night. Erin, too, was in the dark about what truly transpired because she was heavily intoxicated." Danica's expression soured. "You m
"I am certain that Jenna is accountable for the situations where Erin was endangered multiple times," Orion asserted. The description obtained from the man they apprehended at the hotel corresponds with Jenna's appearance. "But why did she only find the courage to harm Erin now?" Marco questioned. "The threat to Erin's life emerged when the agreement between Arvesso and Erin was announced. We apprehended the man just after the anniversary of Daryl's death," Orion explained. "You're right!" Marco mused further. He remained eager to comprehend the depth of their findings. "I need to reveal the truth to Erin!" Orion declared. Now armed with the knowledge that they had been manipulated by Jenna. They both appeared drained, staring blankly as they absorbed the revelations, processing the weight of the situation. Marco broke the silence, expressing his concerns. "I regret having to bring this up, O. Now that you're aware of the truth, what's our next move? It's challenging to take leg