Eunice was dazed momentarily. After a moment of silence, she looked at Wanda blankly. “Do you think so?” she collected her thoughts and asked. The latter nodded, staring at her with earnestness. “You never share who Jillian’s father is. You have photos of him, don’t you?” Wanda confronted Eunice, waiting for her reply as if her life depended on the gossip. Eunice pondered whether she would show the stolen shots, but Jillian’s cute voice sounded before she could do that. He was complaining to Wanda. “Auntie, hurry and doll up, mommy! I want to see her gown.” Although he had observed his mother in various attire, she required his approval beforehand because his godmother, Wanda, had made her wear those sexy clothes! Hence, he had to watch her closely! Wanda couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw how impatient he was. She had no choice but to stop gossiping and focus on work. Who can resist such a handsome spectator? “Alright. My team will do your mommy’s hair and makeup first. So

It’s hilarious that they conspired against her company while staying in her hotel. In recent months, news circulated in the underground world that supercars are sold in the black market before they are released to the public. According to the initial investigation, these car engines were copied from the original models. It has become a significant problem for car manufacturers like hers, the Muller Motor Corp. The syndicate goes to great lengths. Sometimes, they will purchase a model for millions of dollars, study its engine, copy it, and sell it to another company as a new brand model. They have experts to amplify and enhance the engines, then claim they developed it themselves. This was what happened to the latest race car Mark has developed. Someone sneaks in the company and takes all important data. The new amplified engine was planned to race for the F1 Piston Cup in 2026. Mark Xavier, as the head mechanic engineer on the Muller Motor Corp racing team, was enraged when somet

“I’ll go look for Eunice,” said Christian. He rose from the chair and was about to leave, but Mark blocked his way. “We can’t hide the truth forever, you know that. Eunice can be led to believe she is a widow if we conceal it from her, but what about Jullian?” “What do you mean by that, Mark?” Christian glared at him. “How long can we intercept Jullian’s investigation about his twin brother? He has a high rank in GEF. He had excellent people around him. So we shouldn’t underestimate him. Eventually, he’ll find the truth, and some information will leak out, such as Jillian’s marriage, which he pretends to as Jullian. By the time everything unfolds, how will we explain to Eunice that we concealed the truth?” Christian glared at Mark, hinting at shutting up. “So what are you suggesting we do, then? Tell Eunice that you aren’t a widow, actually, because the man registered on your marriage certificate was someone else! He is Jullian Lopez, healthy and alive.” Christian gritted his tee

“Enough, Alberta! You can bully me all you want, but I won’t let you insult Eunice!” “Hump! The same feathers flock together! The two of you are, indeed, perfect cousins! Both are trash!” Pah! Another slap, more forceful than the last, landed on Alberta’s face. It was her other cheek, leaving a red mark imprinted. This time, it was Eunice who slapped her. Alberta glared at Eunice, holding the cheek she had just been slapped, which was stinging more than Karina’s. “You, bitch!” she roared; however, Eunice cut her off immediately. “There, your wishes are granted.” “You!” Rage rendered Alberta speechless. “What? Aren’t you glad to receive a slap from a group of people of the same feather? Do you really think that we won’t retaliate against you?” Alberta opened her mouth, but Eunice prevented her from speaking. Indignant, she lifted her chin and said, “Just wait! I’ll tell Miss Leah to kick you out of this hotel!” “Oh, what power did she hold?” Eunice questioned her. “Of course,

A while ago, when Eunice was on her way to the resort and casino, Jullian showed Lhyn and Mirasol the presidential suite he had reserved. He then assigned several of his subordinates to guard outside the suite to ensure no one would interrupt the family reunion later.Upon entering the room, Lhyn was taken aback to find a group of stylists eagerly waiting for her. She was taken to the dressing room, where her makeup was done, and she changed into a different outfit.“Is it necessary for me to dress like this?” Lhyn, unaccustomed to attending such a lavish gala, hesitated to leave the room in the gown chosen for her.Mirasol was likewise dressed in a pleasing outfit that the elderly lady was comfortable with. Her eyes twinkled upon seeing her youngest daughter in a white dress.She felt a pang as she realized Lhyn was already past marriageable age. It was her fault; she was now alone and lonely.She failed to fulfill her duty as a mother.Fortunately, if it weren’t for the change in he