Irene watched Theodore intently, her eyes blinking in surprise. Despite her attempts to challenge him, he remained unfazed, showing only a hint of excitement in his voice. His face, however, remained devoid of any discernible emotion.Theodore swiftly pulled out his phone and dialled a number. "I want the entire staff in front of me within two minutes, right here in the hallway," he commanded authoritatively. As he spoke, he cast a sidelong glance at Irene, relishing the wide-eyed expression on her face. He was determined to uncover the extent of Myers' power.It wasn't just about power; it was about ownership. Irene was his wife, whether acknowledged or not, and that meant he possessed her completely. But it didn't stop there. Theodore believed he even controlled the very essence of her existence, dictating when and where she took each breath.Some might label this behaviour as narcissistic, but Theodore saw it differently. To him, it was simply an acknowledgment of reality. What was

Rohan's face contorted with stress as he pondered his next move. He was at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond."Let me make this clear, I don't think there's any answer. He doesn't even have one for himself. Where did he go and why did he get himself into such a mess? It's illogical. Clearly, he has no sense of responsibility. Despite being older than us, he continues to behave poorly," Lily sneered, indifferent to her stepbrother's actions.However, Lily knew her father well enough to understand that she didn't want any more family problems than they already had. And, of course, her stepmother would always support her son, disregarding everything else."Why are you so angry, as if I've done something to you? Just shut up and take this arrogant ass somewhere," Rohan snapped back, fed up with her attitude.As if she were the elder one here, when in reality, he was more mature than both Irene and Lily. But clearly, Lily couldn't respect that.He didn't expect anything from her a

"Childhood friend," Irene replied. She didn't understand why he was so interested in her, but given her current situation, she knew it was better to comply with him.He was intimidating, and she could sense his power. There was no way she wanted to test him."Then why did you lie? If you came here for a friend, what is there to hide? Or are you having an extramarital affair?" Theodore asked, unable to comprehend why she would hide anything if she had come here for a friend.Anger surged through Theodore's veins at the thought of Irene having an affair. He couldn't understand why, but he didn't believe it. From the moment he first met her, when she denied him and claimed to be married, he had his doubts.Even though he was her own husband, he had encountered her under the guise of Cyril. And when he had asked to sleep with her, she had pushed him away. Of course, he had never intended to sleep with any woman, and it wasn't part of his plan. He simply wanted to gauge his replacement br

Irene responded firmly, locking eyes with him as he gently held her cheek, his thumb caressing her lips."Is that so?" Theodore tried to suppress a smile, hearing her passionately defend him without even knowing what he looks like.He never regretted his decision, but he found himself enjoying this charade as Cyril more than he had anticipated. He rarely revealed his true identity, only doing so when necessary, while keeping his face hidden from the world.But with Irene, it felt like the right choice. He could see that she wasn't trying to win him over, despite knowing he was Cyril Myers. She had the opportunity to ask for numerous favors, yet she chose to defend her husband whom she had never met."Yes, I don't need any validation from you," Irene blinked, shrugging her shoulders to show that she didn't care about his opinion.Irene didn't know what her husband looked like or how terrible he could be because they had never met. However, she despised people who lacked empathy and made

Theodore Conscience sneered as he observed Irene, who appeared to be a complete mess compared to before when her mother was dragging her. Her face was flushed, and she struggled to catch her breath after the forceful kiss. Her lips were swollen and stained with her own blood, a sight that strangely appealed to Theodore."You look like a complete disaster now," Theodore commented softly, unsure if the words were his own. Irene's presence made it difficult for him to maintain control, as his desire surged within him."Why the hell did you have to kiss me? Don't you understand that I am married to your own brother?" Irene's eyes turned red as she blinked her eyelashes, attempting to meet his gaze. His green eyes showed no remorse, only a wicked intention that made it clear he didn't care about the consequences.Him kissing her? It was a trivial matter. With his looks, he could have any woman he desired, day and night. But Irene was different. She believed that certain intimate acts were