The following day, the city of Houston came to a halt for the magnificent wedding of Charlie Sr. and Chloe. The airport was bustling with numerous visitors who had flown in from out of town, and the traffic was heavily congested. Charlie and Chloe were the talk of the town, with many people searching for information about them online.Charlie Sr. stood in front of the mirror, his charcoal-dark face reflecting the weight of his emotions. Stones attempted to lighten the mood by commenting from behind, "Chairman Charlie, don't be too down. You can always get a divorce after the marriage." However, Charlie Sr. shook his head grimly, "It's not that simple. This isn't just a trip to the courthouse for a marriage certificate. If I were to divorce Chloe after this marriage, it would be detrimental to the White Group."Stones' expression turned to one of worry as he suggested, "If that's the case, perhaps you shouldn't go through with the marriage."Charlie Sr. let out a rueful sigh and repl
Chloe's expression turned icy as she directed her gaze towards Margret. Madame Agnes had already given her instructions, resulting in all the LED screens being switched off. Suddenly, a commotion erupted in the hall. Disappointment was etched on Charlie Sr.'s face as he stepped back, pivoted on his heels, and made a loud announcement."I have no intention of marrying her," he declared. "The woman I want to marry is Margret Owen, the mother of my children." Charlie Sr. wanted to make his intentions clear in case his grandmother insisted that he marry Chloe.Chloe's eyes flared with fury as she glared at Margret. Meanwhile, Margret was still in shock and struggling to come to terms with what had just happened. Before Charlie Sr. could intervene, Chloe charged towards Margret and accused her of being the mastermind behind everything."It's you!" Chloe screamed. "You planned all of this, didn't you?"Margret's expression turned sour with annoyance as Chloe made baseless accusations again
Charlie Sr. regained consciousness and quickly rushed towards Margret, who was still in shock and standing frozen in place. The air was filled with screams and shrieks, adding to the chaos of the moment. Meanwhile, Chloe wore a crazed expression on her face as she pressed down on the button, but to everyone's surprise, nothing happened.Madame Agnes let out a deep sigh and spoke in a calm voice, "I told you that no one would die, and you won't either."Chloe turned her attention to Madame Agnes, her face filled with shock and her eyes red with anger. She let out a furious roar, "Old witch, what have you done?"Without hesitation, Madame Agnes ordered her followers to take Chloe away. They acted swiftly and grabbed Chloe, who continued to scream and thrash as she was dragged out of the hall. "This isn't the end, old witch!" she shouted. "I won't stop trying!"Charlie Sr. and Margret were both shaking with fear, knowing that they had come dangerously close to death.Madame Agnes spoke s
Ten Ten cried out, "Save me, mommy," in a pitiful voice. Margret's body trembled with agitation upon hearing her baby's cries, and she tried to move forward to help her. However, Brenda blocked her path and threatened her, "Stay back, Margret, or I will pull the trigger."Margret stood frozen, her face pale and tears streaming down her cheeks, as she begged Brenda, "Please don't harm my innocent child. She hasn't done anything to you."Brenda snapped back in annoyance, "Of course, your child is innocent. But you're not, Margret. You brought this upon yourself!"Margret furrowed her brow in confusion. She couldn't recall having any deep-seated animosity towards Brenda in recent months. She had been living happily and planning her wedding with Charlie Sr."I don't understand, Brenda. What have I done to you?" Margret asked, furrowing her brow in confusion.Brenda's laughter was filled with bitterness and anger, and tears streamed down her face as she finally stopped. "You've forgotten a
Charlie Sr. quickly grabbed Margret's arm to prevent her from falling off the edge. But Brenda, in a fit of madness, grabbed Margret's leg and refused to let go.Ignoring Charlie Sr.'s commands to release Margret, Brenda shouted out into the wind, "Daniel, I'm coming for you. You'll see the error of your ways when you realize you should have chosen me over this bitch!"Margret was overcome with emotion and tears welled up in her eyes. She struggled to maintain her grip on the edge as Brenda's grasp on her leg grew stronger.Desperately, Charlie Sr. urged Margret to grab his outstretched arm. "Take my other hand," he shouted over the howling wind.Margret tried to reach for his hand, but Brenda's hold on her leg made it impossible. The cold wind whipped at her hair as she called out softly to Charlie Sr.As the situation grew more dire, Charlie Sr. knew he had to act quickly to save Margret.Charlie Sr. was taken aback as Brenda's craziness became apparent. He couldn't believe she was
A piercing scream shattered the silence, causing everyone to turn in the direction of the source. A bald man stood weakly beside a woman, who was wailing uncontrollably. Upon seeing them, Margret muttered "Dad, Mom" in disbelief, her eyes widening in shock. However, her expression quickly changed upon seeing the state of her father, whose frail appearance suggested he was at death's door.In a split second, the atmosphere turned hostile as Mrs. Owen, the woman beside the bald man, charged towards Margret, screaming at the top of her lungs, "You killed my daughter! You killed my daughter!"As Mrs. Owen raised her arm, she struck Margret across the face with a sharp slap. "You are a witch," she spat. "I regret ever trusting your father and leaving you to take care of my daughter. Now look at what's happened. Brenda is dead because of you."Margret didn't fight back or attempt to defend herself from the assault. She couldn't shake off the overwhelming guilt she felt for Brenda's death. S
Houston had been quiet for the past few days, with little news to report and everyone focused on their own affairs. The only event of note was the burial of Mr. Owen, who had passed away from lung cancer.However, one day, Charlie Sr. received some terrible news from his grandmother's mansion, which left him feeling extremely downcast. Margret noticed her husband's mood and asked him if anything was wrong.Charlie Sr. mustered a smile and replied, "It's just work; I'll be fine." But Margret could tell that he was worried, and she didn't press him for more information. Instead, she helped him fix his tie before he left the room.As he got into his car, Charlie Sr. instructed the driver, "Take me to my grandmother's mansion.""Of course, sir," the driver responded promptly before starting the car and driving towards Madame Agnes' mansion.When they arrived, Charlie Sr. stepped out of the car and walked inside the mansion, his mind heavy with worry.Madame Agnes introduced Charlie Sr. to
Charlie Jr. gazed at Stella with a blank expression, his mind drawing a blank. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice betraying his confusion.Stella's smile faltered, realizing that Charlie Jr. had lost his memories. She let out a rueful sigh. "It's me, Stella. Caleb, don't you remember me?" she asked with anxiety.Charlie Jr. stared at her for a prolonged moment, but no recognition dawned on him. He shook his head, indicating his inability to recollect anything.Stella felt a pang of disappointment, but she quickly put on a bright smile. She was glad that Charlie Jr. was awake, and she could help him create new memories while trying to trigger his old ones. "Don't worry about it. You've just woken up from a coma. Your memory will come back in due time. I'm your therapist," she said with pride.Overcome with excitement, Stella trembled with anticipation. She didn't know what to say or do. Seeing Caleb again, her emotions got the better of her, and without thinking, she embraced him tight