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
In a sprawling event hall, Erin found herself escorted by two men: one known as Boss Scar and the other, a bald individual. Erin followed along smoothly, her mind racing, hoping to find a phone or someone she could approach for assistance. Surely, inside the cruise ship, there must be vacationers or staff she could turn to! After enduring the plainness of the room she came from, Erin was astounded to discover the ship boasted a lavish and expansive event hall. Indeed, Boss Scar had referred to it as a cruise. However, her astonishment turned to embarrassment as she inadvertently witnessed a couple engaged in rough sex. A man in a sharp suit fervently pressed against a woman clad in red, her hand searching for support against the wall as he persisted with forceful thrusts. Erin's lips quivered as she quickly averted her gaze from the couple, her discomfort palpable. Meanwhile, nearby, a group of women gathered around a table appeared unfazed, displaying a familiarity with suc
Erin was so taken aback that she found herself unable to form a response. "J-Jenna?" she stammered. The woman before her remained stoic. Her demeanor drastically altered after five long years. She moved with unsteady steps, avoiding Erin's gaze. Erin recalled Honey's account of a woman who had been mistreated almost to the point of death by Bald, staying inside a cabin to recuperate. Could that woman possibly be Jenna? Approaching her cousin cautiously, Erin asked, "What happened to you? Why are you here?" She reached out for Jenna's hand, only to have it swiftly withdrawn. "Don't feign concern now!" Jenna retorted sharply. Despite her surprise, Erin's concern for Jenna was genuine; she simply hadn't anticipated this turn of events. Jenna attempted to compose herself, her facade crumbling. "A woman I share a room with mentioned Boss Scar's involvement in your abduction. I need to know if it's true!" "You've seen me. Are you reveling in your revenge?" Erin questioned, grappling
"I need your help," Erin pleaded with Jenna as she made her way to Jenna's cabin. Caught off guard by Erin's sudden appearance, her cousin paused momentarily, her eyebrows furrowing in surprise. However, she swiftly composed herself, her hands continuing their fluid motion as she applied blush to her cheeks with practiced precision. Raising an eyebrow at Erin's request, Jenna couldn't help but wonder if she was losing her mind, entertaining the thought of helping someone she had distanced herself from. Jenna paused her makeup routine, crossed her arms, and met Erin's gaze in the mirror. "Are you suggesting I aid in your escape?" "Yes," Erin replied. She felt desperate. Honey had assured her that staying on the current floor offered some safety, thanks to Boss Scar's protection. However, venturing to the main deck, where the cruise clients resided, seemed perilous; too many individuals there harbored ill intentions towards her, making escape unlikely and survival uncertain. "Tha