Orion sat among shareholders in a tense meeting, wrestling with rumors about his relationships with Erin and Tanya. Resolute in his defense of Erin and committed to mending his ties with her, he even expressed a willingness to compensate Tanya's family if necessary. However, pressure from the shareholders was mounting. "Mr. Arvesso, we've talked about this a lot, and you promised to marry Ms. Tanya in exchange for property in Madrid. Wasn't this the deal you offered her? If you go back on your word, it could hurt the company's stability," one shareholder asserted. "The Arvesso Group's future is now in jeopardy over a mere romantic entanglement with a simple model," remarked Mr. Gray. "Heh, Mr. Gray probably needs some rest in his old age," he warned, "Erin is no ordinary woman. I hope you're not trying to insult the mother of my child!" Orion countered sharply, fixing his gaze unwaveringly on the man. The man visibly faltered. "I-I meant..." he stuttered before being interrupted
"Hi!" a voice greeted warmly. Erin took a step back in surprise as she recognized Marco, one of Orion's closest friends from five years ago, who used to watch over her. "M-Marco?" she stammered, unable to believe he was standing outside her gate. "The one and only!" he replied with a wide grin. "Oh, my God!" Erin exclaimed, throwing her arms around him as if any past grievances were instantly forgotten. Erin had arranged to drop off her child at the nursery before heading to the hospital to visit Tanya. With a firm resolve to push forward and no room for contemplation and sadness, she was caught off guard when Marco unexpectedly appeared at her gate. Marco's gaze shifted to her child, Lacey. "Wow! Erin's little one!" he exclaimed. "Hello!" Lacey greeted, though clearly confused. She looked up at Erin. "Mommy, who is he?" "He's a friend, Uncle Marco," Erin explained simply before turning to Marco. "Why are you here?" Marco glanced around nervously. "Orion sent me. I'm here to
"Ms. Tanya instructed me to ensure that the cup she used yesterday was properly washed. I'm aware something went awry yesterday, and I still feel guilty about the emotions I displayed, Miss Erin," Sandra explained. Erin's eyes began to glisten with moisture, recognizing the sincerity in Sandra's words. The accusatory glance she had received from Sandra the day before flashed through her mind. "I felt terrible. I'm truly sorry. I also understand that you wouldn't sabotage Ms. Tanya, so... I took the cup," Sandra added. Erin's expression softened with understanding. "Where is it?" she inquired. "I took it away last night to have it examined by a friend." This implied that another cup was placed in the corner of the room, visible to them. However, Erin couldn't shake her doubts about the assistant, mainly since Sandra had been serving Tanya for years. What if this was yet another test of her trust? "How can I be certain you're being honest?" Erin questioned. "Ms. Erin, co
A week had passed, yet Erin still hadn't crossed paths with Orion. Marco informed her that he had traveled to Greece to address an issue concerning Tanya, reportedly consulting with Mr. Niel Arvesso. Erin had already filed a complaint against Tanya, accusing her of orchestrating the 'miscarriage' scandal to defame her publicly. Tanya's team denied the accusations in response, claiming she had never directly accused Erin. However, witnesses such as Assistant Sandra and several guards from the Elusion's office confirmed otherwise. Now, Erin found herself at home, preparing to go live on her Instagrab account. "The remaining issue is how to address inquiries from the public regarding your frequent meetings with Orion," Marco reminded her. "People will undoubtedly inquire about your encounters in Bali and Berlin. Some online commentators are insinuating that you're either O's mistress or an escort." Erin contemplated this dilemma. Indeed, it was a significant concern, and meet
"Why the fuck did you do that, Orion?!" Tanya's voice seethed with frustration as she held the phone tightly, her knuckles white with tension. She paced around her home, unable to contain her agitation. Her desire to marry Orion stemmed from his control over the entire Arvesso Group, inheriting all the shares from Mr. Niel Arvesso. Initially, she questioned why Orion's sisters, Lily and Danica, displayed no inclination to partake in the Arvesso's wealth. But now, Orion had shattered her plans. He had relinquished his position, handing over all his shares to Lily and Danica. To her astonishment, he had also transferred some properties to Erin's daughter, Lacey! Tanya gritted her teeth as Orion's actions shattered her carefully laid plan. At first, Tanya doubted Erin's assertion that Lacey was Orion's daughter, thinking it was false and that Orion was unaware of the situation. Yet, his recent actions confirmed his knowledge, dispelling Tanya's doubts. "You can't do this to me! I'll
Erin emerged from her home in response to the persistent ringing of the doorbell, only to be met by the sight of Tanya, accompanied by a group of stern-faced police officers. Confusion etched across her features as she addressed Tanya, who appeared visibly agitated. "Tanya?" Erin's voice held a mix of bewilderment and concern. "Get that woman out of here! This is my brother's house, and I have proof. Technically, it belongs to my parents, and she has been living here without our consent!" Tanya's accusatory tone filled the air. Erin's expression tightened as she glanced down at Lacey, clutching her leg with palpable fear in her eyes. The situation escalated as Tanya continued her tirade. "Leave this place! You and your daughter are not welcome here!" Tanya's voice rang out again, filled with indignation. "M-Mommy..." Lacey whimpered, her tears now flowing freely. "Tanya, Zach entrusted me with his house. Before my return, I discussed it with your father, and he permitted me to s
Anna Lerman's enigmatic smile graced her lips as she lounged on the cruise ship at South Harbor. Her eyes shimmered with delight as they absorbed the expanse of the ocean through her circular window while her lips savored the drink in her hand. Moments later, a knock at the door interrupted her reverie. "Miss, Erin has been escorted by our staff," a crew member announced. A wry grin tugged at the corners of Anna's lips as she gracefully made her way to where Erin awaited. With a deft maneuver, she orchestrated Erin's smooth transition to her presence. Numerous staff members patrolled throughout the ship, leaving no avenue for Erin's escape. Anna was determined not to let her slip away so easily. Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room, Erin struggled against dizziness. A sharp blow to her head by a man bearing a prominent scar had rendered her unconscious moments earlier. Her wrists were bound together behind her back, restricting her freedom of movement. Darkness draped the exterior of
"Where have you taken Erin?" Orion overheard James interrogating Anna as they sat in a hotel room in Berlin. Orion's fists clenched with frustration; it had been three agonizing days since he last saw Erin. His head throbbed with the relentless succession of problems. After James contacted him, they met and rushed to the airport to investigate any passengers who might have slipped through on a private plane. They discovered that Anna had indeed traveled to the country, but on the same day, she was returning to Berlin. James harbored suspicions that Anna was somehow connected to Erin's disappearance. They spent twelve exhaustive hours scouring the airport for clues until Marco called with a breakthrough: Erin had been captured on surveillance footage at South Harbor, boarding a cruise ship. However, the challenge lay in the cruise's privacy and unknown destination. James and Orion desperately needed the cruise's docking location to stage a rescue mission for Erin. James tightened