YSABELLE My head was still pounding when I sprinted to the ladies' room, but my heart went crazy when Ronan snatched my phone while Ash was calling. I felt so nervous as I stared at Ronan and the phone, praying that he wouldn't answer the call. Ash has indeed left me 16 missed calls. However, the call I was expecting was not on my list. Father didn't even call me once. Does he really know about Mr. Ivanov’s true intention? No… that couldn't be true. Ronan was just spouting nonsense. I groan in pain out of frustration. Ronan added to the pain in my head. Just then, I remember what happened in Mr. Ivanov’s hotel room. That bastard! He drugged and thought of raping me. My hand began to tremble in fear as that asshole's face flashed through my mind. I splashed my face with cold water and stared at my reflection in the mirror. Thankfully, I'm safe… I'm safe. That's what all matters. By the way, where's Paul? I dialed Paul's number but it only rings. I tidy up myself before l

RONAN My fingers clenched at the steering wheel as I accelerated the car at full speed. Rage erupted inside my chest as soon as I heard the word ‘fiancee’ from Belle. Fiancée? I never heard that the Cortez heiress is getting married. Are they making me a fool? I abruptly oversteer when a dog suddenly appears on the road. The car swerved off the road until it hit the lamppost. The impact was not that severe. I'm still alive and kicking… and fuming in madness. With a heavy breath, I slammed my fist on the steering wheel. She's engaged. But I won't believe it. “Mr. Volkov, are you alright?” My secret bodyguards gathered around with their guns prepared, searching for the suspicious people around. They are following me secretly to avoid the attention of the public. I don't want to look like a politician who has people always with me wherever I go. So I commanded them to follow me secretly. They opened the door and led me to another car. We made our way to my house safe and s

YSABELLE I called my father as soon as the nanny of the twins said that my father was the one who had sent them here. He already knew that I was preventing my kids from being exposed in public. But why is he doing this without thinking? “He wouldn't know if you won't see him. Keep him from realizing that he is their father by every means possible. I'm sick of the noise and mischief of those children!” Was the only thing he said in rage. I can sense his deep fury exploding on another line. According to Ella and Ana, the nanny of the twins, Ashton just spilled juice on my father's documents, and Ashley threw mud in his new Lamborghini. Hearing these things makes me tightly shut my eyes in frustration. They are just kids. Of course, they tend to be messy. The reason why I always obey my father is because of his power and wealth that will protect me and my children from other people. However, my father used that to threaten me when I attempted to disobey him upon coming back to New Yo

YSABELLE With my heart pounding frantically in my chest, I search the whole area of the building, together with the useless bodyguards, to find Ashley. She got mad that her nanny wouldn't let her come out and play. I just don't understand how she escaped from the bodyguards. Not far from the entrance of the building, I saw a tiny kid wearing a strawberry-printed dress with a man. It's Ashley! “Ashley! Where have you been–” The color drained from my face as a spasm of fear crossed my whole being. “Ro-Ronan?” Seeing Ronan together with Ashley, my world shattered. With big strides, I sprinted to where they were and grabbed Ashley away from Ronan. “Belle?” My heart hammered into my chest as I ran away from him, avoiding his confused eyes. What is he doing here? How did he know I was staying here? “Belle! I want some answers!” Our bodyguards rushed behind me to stop Ronan from getting nearer. With this bunch of bodyguards, how could they not guard a four-year-old child? Are the

RONAN After knowing that Ashley was a daughter of Belle, I know for sure she's mine. The way Belle anxiously acted after seeing me with Ashley. But I need to be sure and a DNA test is the way to prove that I'm the biological father of the twins. Striding inside the hospital, I meet a reliable friend to help me with the DNA test and do this privately. If someone finds this out, the Cortez will make a move. I handed the toothbrush that my private investigator got from the nanny of the twins. Of course, we paid her handsomely. “Give me the result as quickly as possible.” He nodded and assured me that he would work that out. If this turns out that the twins belong to me, I now have a reason to really pursue Belle whether she likes it or not. My phone suddenly rang. The tail I put for Belle. “What is it?” “Ms. Cortez accidentally met Ms. Willow in a mall–” F*ck I sprinted to my car and drove off to the address of the mall that was sent to me. As much as possible, I refrain Cand