Owen answered the phone with a straight face.Eva sensed something unusual but decided not to press the issue immediately. Once Owen hung up, she asked with concern, "What's wrong, Uncle Owen?"Owen's expression remained stern. "That was Oliver. Apparently, someone mistook him for me and tried to offer him gifts to cause trouble for you."Eva's eyes widened in shock. "Who would do that?""Someone named Chen," Owen said, his voice laced with irritation.Eva was surprised. Then, a smile emerged on her face. "Javier and Diego?""Do you know them?" Owen asked, smiling at her dotingly. "Tell me what you want me to do to them, Eva. I'll do whatever you say."A shiver ran down Eva's spine as she realized the weight of his words. She was well aware of Owen's ruthless means.If Owen took action, Javier and Diego would suffer a miserable fate.Eva felt that such people didn't deserve her or her family's attention. They were like ants trying to thwart her moves.Eva shook her head. "You don't ha
Tally arrived at Legends Corner Bar with Diego and Javier, armed with a good plan."Are you sure Mr. Lowes will show up?" Tally asked uncertainly.Diego patted his chest confidently. "Of course! We got the information from a reliable source after spending a lot of money. Mr. Lowes reserved a private dining room in this restaurant. He will definitely come."Tally nodded, reassured by Diego's confidence. "Good. Let's hope everything goes according to plan."Tally's mind eased up a little. She looked forward to seeing Owen after getting that confirmation.She was confident that Blake wouldn't ignore her anymore once she won Owen over."Diego, you have to be careful. Don't make the same mistake again," Tally cautioned, nodding confidently.Just as they were waiting anxiously, a slim figure suddenly appeared in Tally's sight.As the woman's face came into view, Tally exclaimed, "Eva! What is she doing here?"The two men sitting nearby turned to look in the direction of Eva.Their eyes blaz
A sudden thought flashed through Tally's mind, causing her anger to quickly recede into the background.Something felt off.It was unusual, almost unsettling, how the manager's demeanor shifted to an exaggerated politeness after confirming the reservation with Eva. This level of deference was typically reserved for those with wealth or significant influence. Eva had always blended into the crowd, but now, the attention she received hinted at something more. The staff’s subtle nods and quick, respectful gestures were not the norm, suggesting Eva was someone of importance, someone who commanded respect without even trying. The realization gnawed at the edges of Tally's mind, stirring a mix of curiosity and unease.In Tally's mind, Eva was a simple country woman. How could she possibly be connected to someone influential?As Tally pondered, a possibility suddenly struck her. She snapped her fingers in excitement.The person who booked the Firefly Box must be Eva's sugar daddy. She must h
At the Torres Group building, Blake sat in his office, studying the information that Mark had uncovered.Mark reported respectfully, "The investigation shows that Miss Hartwood has transferred money to her cousin, Diego Chen."Blake's grip tightened on the document.Anger surged through his veins.His suspicions were confirmed. Tally had indeed instigated Diego to make things difficult for Eva.Blake was furious to know she had deceived him again.He couldn't tolerate the repeated betrayal.If Tally weren't George's fiancée, he would have taught her a lesson.At that moment, he received a call from Tally. Blake frowned and hung up the phone immediately.Moments later, his phone rang again.Seeing he wasn't willing to answer, Tally sent him a message."Blake, Eva has deceived you. She secured the smart city project by seducing Owen Lowes, a senior government official."Blake's pupils shrank. He immediately felt Tally was trying to deceive him again.But the next second, Tally sent anot
"Don't listen to her. She is lying!" Javier and Diego firmly denied the accusation in unison, their voices overlapping in a chorus of defiance.Oliver, standing beside Eva, nodded in agreement and added, "You can go into the next room and see for yourself. These two prepared a lot of cash and arranged beautiful women as bribes." His voice carried a tone of certainty, as if he had seen the evidence with his own eyes.The journalist's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this. It was a bombshell revelation, destined to make headlines the next morning.Instantly, the frenzied reporters redirected their focus, rushing to the next room in a chaotic scramble.Javier and Diego were horrified. They tried to stop the reporters but were knocked to the floor by the frenzied mob eager to cover the story."Stop!" Javier shouted, desperation in his voice."You can't go in. Ah!" Diego cried out in pain as they were both trampled mercilessly, their cries drowned out by the chaos.As the calculating wom
Seeing Blake sit there and refuse to leave, Owen's anger boiled over. He decided it was time to teach Blake a lesson.With a clenched jaw, Owen stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Blake with a mix of fury and determination. He had tolerated enough disrespect.Owen's voice was low and intense, cutting through the tension in the room. "You've overstayed your welcome. If you're really sorry for what happened, Mr Torres, then show me you mean it." Owen looked Blake dead in the eye, eyebrows raised.He pointed at a bottle of whiskey on the table.Blake silently picked up the bottle, poured himself a full glass, and downed it in one go, the liquid burning his throat."Are you satisfied, Mr. Lowes?" Blake's voice was laced with bitterness. "Is that sincere enough for you?"Owen's expression remained stoic, unmoved by Blake's display. He crossed his arms, his gaze unwavering.Owen smiled coolly. "Nowhere near enough. If it's an apology you're attempting, then you're going to have to do better
Eva and the others left the private room, but that didn’t stop Blake from drinking.The hard liquor slid down his throat and into his stomach, causing a continuous burning sensation. He welcomed the burn, finding it preferable to the numbness threatening to take over.At one point, Blake couldn’t tell whether it was his stomach or his heart that was in pain. The lines blurred, and the ache in his chest seemed to meld with the fire in his belly, leaving him lost in a haze of physical and emotional turmoil.While Blake was busy spiraling deeper into his drunkenness, he failed to notice the figure standing furtively at the door.The figure stepped closer, revealing a sad, sickly face. It was Tally.She had been hiding outside, her presence masked by the shadows, silently observing Blake's descent.Tally knew that once news of today's events spread, her cousin and uncle would be in big trouble, and it was unlikely she would be able to distance herself from their fallout.If Blake abandone
The next day, Blake awoke from his hangover, his head pounding like a drum. Blinking against the harsh light streaming through the window, he struggled to piece together his surroundings.Through his daze, he felt a cool, damp cloth gently wiping his face. A familiar scent wafted through the air, a mix of lavender and something distinctly comforting.Was Eva taking care of him?No, it couldn't be. Eva's touch was always tender, her movements careful and soft. This touch, though gentle, was different—more practiced, deliberate. Blake’s heart raced as he tried to make sense of the situation, the fog in his mind slowly beginning to lift.Blake frowned and slowly opened his eyes, his vision gradually coming into focus. To his surprise, a maid was sitting on the edge of his bed."Mr. Torres, you're awake," she said cheerfully, her voice filled with relief. "I made you some soup. Please, have some."Setting the towel aside, the maid reached over to help him sit up, her movements careful and