"Jeremy," Beckett called out, furrowing his brow. "What are you doing here? How did they capture you?" he added, but the man remained silent. He just kept his head down and ignored him.Beckett surveyed Jeremy's appearance. He looked drained and exhausted. It seemed like he hadn't had proper sleep or food, and his body was visibly shaking."What the hell?" Beckett's frown deepened as he looked at Jeremy."Hey. Don't take it the wrong way," Jeru said with raised hands and a grin. "His body isn't trembling because he's afraid of what we did. It's because of the sedative they injected him with. Who knew he was into drugs too? That's the effect.""He's not using drugs," Beckett insisted. "He's one of my most trusted scientists, and he was the one modifying and formulating the different kinds of drugs I make, but he never tasted it.""Hmmm. If that's what you want to believe." Jeru shrugged, laughing. "But here's a piece of advice, Beck. Don't easily trust anyone, especially those you have

"BECKETT CLAINFER’S popularity reached a new peak again, winning another award from America for his breathtaking photoshoot in California!""Due to recent events, Beckett only further proved why he is one of the best and most famous models in the country! He truly lived up to the title 'Nation’s Perfect Guy!'"Before the reporter could speak again, Vivianne turned off the TV. She was working on documents in her office when she felt a sense of unease, so she decided to open the TV for a distraction. However, she didn't expect that the news would still be all about Beckett."It has been a while since he returned to the showbiz industry. Don't they have other news?" Vivianne muttered in frustration before sighing. "This is making it even harder for me to concentrate."She sighed while looking at the documents she was handling. They were all transactions she needed to deal with regarding the Allamino Mafia. She never wanted this, but if she wanted to protect her loved ones, she had to do

MEANWHILE, Vivianne went to the Allamino Mansion. As soon as she entered the living room, Alfred was already there on the sofa, reading the newspaper and seemingly waiting for her arrival. "You knew I was coming, didn't you? Did that wench Joan report to you again?" Vivianne said before sitting on the couch across from Alfred. "She's a more decent conversationalist than you, so don't talk to her like that," her father reprimanded. "If only she were my only child, everything wouldn't be this difficult for me," he added. Vivianne rolled her eyes. "Then give her the company and the mafia. Do you think I'm chasing after your wealth acquired through evil deeds?" "It's wealth acquired through evil deeds, but you and your mother are also using it, Vivianne," Alfred replied. His voice was deep and menacing. "If it weren't for this money, do you think you could afford Ella's medical expenses? Even if you cried blood, you wouldn't be able to gather the amount needed to keep her body function

"Ma'am Fiona..." Vivianne called out softly to her former colleague. She didn't know what to say afterward. Even though Fiona never explicitly said it, she knew Fiona had never liked her from the beginning. Maybe because she knew what Vivianne was capable of... that she would eventually hurt Beckett when the time came. ‘If she's angry with me, there's nothing I can do about it,’ Vivianne consoled herself. She knew she didn't belong in the Syneverse from the start.But she didn't expect what happened next. Fiona quickly embraced her tightly. Vivianne's eyes widened and she couldn't move immediately. "M-Ma'am Fiona?""I don't know what happened between you and Beckett, and I don't want to ask either. I know he wants to go through things on his own..." Fiona said. There was sadness in her tone. "But do you know how chaotic Beckett's life became when you left?"Vivianne wasn't even surprised to hear that. She could feel Beckett's love. He was ready to give up everything for her, and tha

"OW. FUCK!" Beckett complained as Vivianne suddenly bumped her forehead against his. He winced, and so did Vivianne. That move was a double-edged sword, but it was effective. "Shit, are you okay—" "Don't come near me!" Vivianne suddenly shouted and lifted the long umbrella she saw beside the couch, preventing Beckett from finishing his sentence. "I swear, I'll hit you with this! Don't think I'm j-joking!" But instead of being scared, Beckett's grin only widened. He even chuckled slightly because of what the girl did. "Damn, baby. It seems like I get even more turned on when you're angry—" Vivianne raised the umbrella she was holding along with her sharp gaze. Beckett laughed again before raising both hands as if surrendering. "Fine. I’ll shut up, baby."