Gerard was not satisfied with Ayden's response. He had strong suspicions that he was lying, just like Arya. When he searched for information about her, he found only the basics, and that was something that fascinated him. How had they met?
Despite his pleas for Ayden to move forward in his relationship with her, he remained hesitant. Knowing his son as a passionate person who got what he wanted when he wanted it.Through Mark, he had learned about Arya's mother's deteriorating health. He knew that her father was a gambler and that her brother was a fourth-rate mafioso. He didn't like the look of the family, but the young woman was charming, he couldn't deny that.When he arrived at reception, he didn't need an introduction, everyone in the building knew him, as he owned half of it. The other owner was Ayden.He entered the Pent-house code and took the elevator up. It rose to the top floor."The Mr. Emory is coming up," the receptionist warns Sebas on the phoAyden didn't want to go back to the doctor's office. Arya was already seven months pregnant and people kept coming in and out of his house, making him feel like they needed more rooms. He had discussed it with Daniel, and it was something he wanted to do."There's your grandparents' house," his lawyer suggests. "It's still unsold, and I think we could adapt it for them to move in.""Okay, that sounds perfect. Talk to the real estate agent and come to an agreement with her," Ayden says as he sips his drink. "Oh, and there's something important I need to tell you.""Tell me, I'm all ears," says Daniel."It's about Arya," the millionaire says, rubbing his temple. "Her father still hasn't shown up.""Did you send someone to look for him? I assumed she filed a report," Daniel asks."She did?" Ayden asks, surprised."Yes, you were in Spain and I advised her to do it. But hey, if he doesn't show up, it's better, don't you think?" Daniel emphasizes.A
When he arrives home, it's dark and empty. He drags his feet up to his bed and tries to sleep, but he can't. He lies face down, feeling like a terrible person. Suddenly, a cautious sound is heard at his door. He knows it's Arya from the smell of her essence."Drunk again," she scolds him in a low voice, but he doesn't respond, pretending to be asleep. "I can't wait to see you with a hangover in the morning."Ayden half-opens his eyes and notices that she leaves a bottle of water on his nightstand and a box of pills. The young woman walks around him, takes off his shoes and socks, and leaves them by the bed."Come on, Ayden," she says softly, trying to turn him over. "I have to get that off you, you reek of alcohol." Arya moves him, and he turns over, helping her without effort."Sh… I want to sleep," Ayden asks, pretending to be asleep.Arya unbuttons his shirt and struggles to take it off. Just as she bends down to take it off his left arm, he hugs h
"Chicago... it would be a great opportunity for my career, Mom," comments the young and promising doctor Arya to her mother. "I wish you could come with me.""Me too, daughter. I don't know… but that's not important. Your career is, you're going to save many lives," Mirella adds with difficulty. She never had faith that Arya could make a future for herself, but she knew she wasn't a normal girl. Anyone who saw her would know she had exceptional charisma.At night, she called Daniel to inform him of the symposium."You know you should talk to him about that," Daniel Cheng comments to the young woman. "I don't know why you're telling me... it's clear that neither of you follows my advice.""I'm telling you because Ayden asked me to inform you," she replies."Okay, go to your conferences. I can't wait to see Ayden go crazy about you being alone with Mark," Daniel laughs at the thought."I won't be alone with him... there are over forty people going,
Ayden returns home furious, feeling the adrenaline and anger coursing through his body. As soon as he arrives at his apartment, he locks himself in his room and starts throwing everything in his path. Breaking lamps, paintings, trivial decorations - nothing significant enough to weigh him down."You're so empty, Ayden Emory... so empty that you ruin the only good thing in your life!" he screams in agony.He enters the bathroom and furiously smashes the mirror in front of him."You can't even control yourself, let alone your actions," he says to the shattered reflection. "You're a dirty, repulsive scum who tries to deceive others with pretty clothes... you're nothing, Ayden. You're nothing that matters."Enraged with himself and feeling miserable, he continues to break the mirror with his fists. The old self-destructive reactions resurface, the desire to injure or hit himself not even necessary. However, frustrated with himself, he ends up punching the wall, damag
Ayden had sent Bea to keep Arya company. She had become a careful employee and close to the young pregnant woman, so she was the right person to stay by her side. "You should go home and rest," murmurs Bea, noticing that the young future doctor has not slept as she should have. "Mr. Ayden won't mind if he doesn't see you," she says, concerned about Arya's health. "I'm fine like this," Arya assures her, but Bea doesn't believe her. "I already slept very little in the afternoon." "As you wish, but I see a tired look on your face that you can't hide," Bea remarks. Arya tightens her lips in a straight line, knowing that she is right. "I can rest in the employee break rooms here at the hospital," she finally says. "Can you stay with my mother for a couple of hours?" she asks out of courtesy, even though she knows Bea is there for that. "Of course, anything, just call me if you need anything," Bea comments to make her feel at ease. "Go rest peacefully." "Thank you, Bea," says Arya, st
Ayden had never been more worried in his life than he was now. Thinking about all the wrong actions he had taken against the young woman, whether voluntary or involuntary, made him feel bad. That's why he ordered the move to be made immediately, but unfortunately the service had not been confirmed, so they would have to wait. Angry with Daniel for not confirming the service, he convinces himself that it was a good choice to have fired him."Don't you think you're being a little unfair, son?" Gerard Emory inquires of his eldest son over the phone."Why would I be, father? He has not failed me once, but several times, and on top of that, he crossed the lawyer-client boundary. What he thinks of me and what I do with my money is not something that keeps me up at night, but from there to wanting to intervene in my decision-making to screw up my existence. I don't think it's right," Ayden defends his position."Well, son, the problem is that he sees you as a friend be
" I'm glad to have found you, Mr. Specter," Ayden said, convinced that he had found the ideal lawyer. "Don't worry about your commission, I'll pay you everything on time.""I know, Mr. Emory," Gabriel Specter added, one of the best lawyers in the city. "Your reputation precedes you. I've been wanting to contact you for years, but I know you had a strong alliance with the Cheng. Will that bring any future problems?""Not at all. My dissolution with them was because they crossed the lawyer-client line, which I hope won't happen here," Ayden said, looking at him firmly.Gabriel wasn't intimidated; he was also a powerful man who knew how to move the pieces in favor of his clients. "Don't worry, Emory. As long as you don't ask me to be a participant in fraud, I'll be more than happy to work with you," he said, smiling."Okay, there's something you need to know about that," Ayden said, taking a sip of his brandy before telling him about Arya.Gabriel asked a series of questions to put him i
Ayden knew he was failing as a future father by not providing the support Arya needed. He was failing as a son by lying to his father, hiding the truth about his relationship with Arya. As a brother, he was denying Mark the opportunity to redeem himself. And with himself, he had failed by not keeping every promise he had made to himself.During the night, Arya's mother had worsened. Her heart condition, combined with the cancer spreading throughout her body, was causing her health to deteriorate rapidly."Mr. Emory, it's best to talk to the doctor," the nurse informs him. "She's not doing well... I don't think she'll make it another day."Ayden enters Mirella's bedroom and notices she is struggling to breathe even with oxygen on."Call them immediately," he nervously asks Sebas, who is standing next to him. "And have Arya's gynecologist come.""Yes, sir," he informs him, taking the phone and calling Mirella and Arya's regular doctors.Within half an hour, everyone was there. Once Arya