Andrew said coldly "Weren't you the one bragging about carrying the Goldings' heir? Didn't you think marrying into the Goldings made you superior, untouchable? Well, I just slapped the hell out of you, and now you're bawling like a child. So go on, keep insulting me." He lowered his hand, face expressionless, eyes locked on Sherilyn. Sherilyn's head was spinning, her face completely numb from the strikes. She stammered, "You little bas—Andrew, you actually hit me… You actually hit a pregnant woman. I swear, you're finished. My husband will kill you!" Her rage burned to the point she wanted to rip Andrew apart, but the words stuck in her throat. After that last round of slaps, Sherilyn had started questioning reality itself. Just then, a Rhodes family guard burst into the room, out of breath. He shouted, "Mr. and Mrs. Rhodes! We've got trouble—the Goldings are here!" Jameson's face changed. "Shut the gates. Tell them we're not receiving visitors today!" Tiana shook her he
Wherever Elon's eyes landed, no one dared meet his gaze. Jameson's voice was firm but steady. "Elon, showing up uninvited—what exactly are the Goldings planning to do here?" Elon's tone was icy. "Mr. Jameson, I'm here because Sherilyn was assaulted—right here in your home." He scoffed, "And so what if I wasn't invited? What, you think the Rhodes family is in any position to go head-to-head with the Goldings?" The arrogance in his voice made every member of the Rhodes family clench their fists—but none of them dared speak up. Tiana stepped in, her tone sharp. "Elon, if you came to take Sherilyn with you, fine. She's right there. Take her and leave—now." Elon grinned, but the smile never reached his eyes. "Mrs. Rhodes, are you really trying to rush me out like that? Do you think that's going to happen? I came all this way, fully prepared and with backup. You think I'm just going to walk away without drawing blood?" As the chilling words left his mouth, Elon's beady eyes fin
Andrew let out a cold laugh. "Fatty, let's not pretend you know your body better than anyone. Back in Jayrodale, I could already tell. "You're overweight, constantly drenched in cold sweat, panting like you ran a mile after two steps. If I had to guess, I'd say you've got a rare form of obesity. One of those conditions where even drinking water makes you gain weight, right?" Elon's eyes flickered with panic. "How… how do you know that?" For a moment, the thought of ordering his men to strike completely vanished from his mind. Andrew replied calmly, "How I know is none of your business." "What I do want to tell you is this—your condition isn't just your average weight issue." "Your internal energy flow is completely imbalanced, your bodily systems are shot, and every ounce of nourishment you take in goes straight to your fat stores. And that means, when it comes to your sexual performance, your penis probably isn't just useless, it's starving. "In fact, if I'm right—and I
Jameson nodded in full agreement. "How is that over the line? Andy's speaking the truth! A man can be without money, without a name—but the one thing he can't be is impotent! Look at me! I'm still going strong all these years… isn't that why you fell for me?" Tiana's face flushed as she snapped, "Shut your damn mouth!" Elon's expression was no longer just sour—it was pitch black, storm-level fury written across his face. Kenny noticed things were going off the rails and shouted, "Elon, you'd rather believe some outsider than your own wife? Sherilyn has been nothing but loyal since marrying into your family—she's always by your side! "If she's pregnant, it has to be yours! What other explanation could there possibly be?" However, Elon did not answer. He did not even look at Kenny. Instead, he turned toward Sherilyn, his voice dropping low. "I'll ask just once. Is what Andrew said complete nonsense, or is there truth to it?" Sherilyn exploded. "Elon, are you seriously losin
"I'm sorry, Andrew, but I can't marry you!" Christina Stevens declared coldly in the CEO's office of Stevens Corporation. She sat behind her desk, looking elegant in a black lace dress, her demeanor icy and aloof. Across from her sat a handsome man in modest attire. Andrew Lloyd could not believe what he was hearing and asked, "Christie, what do you mean? What happened to the promise between us?" They had agreed to tie the knot on the day Stevens Corporation went public, marking the end of their three-year courtship. "Since we've been dating each other, I'll be frank," Christina replied, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her stunning features exuded grace and beauty with every movement. "Andrew, don't you think the gap between us has grown too wide? It's like we're from different worlds now. Forcing this relationship won't do you any good. For me, it would be… a burden." A burden? Andrew was stunned, never expecting Christina to say such a thing. If it had not
In the elevator, Andrew opened the modest ring box. A dazzling pink diamond immediately caught the light, its brilliance filling the small space. This 7.5-million-dollar luxury ring was once known as the "King of Diamonds" of Jayrodale, truly one of a kind. Andrew did not know exactly how much money was on the bank card, but he was sure it was enough to buy Stevens Corporations ten times over. Moments ago, Christina and Irene had not even bothered to look at these treasures, with Irene dismissing them as junk. As the elevator doors opened, Andrew stepped out. "Well, well, if it isn't Andrew! You don't look so good," a mocking voice greeted him. Andrew calmly looked up to see a man in a tailored suit, his hair slicked back, holding a bouquet of blue roses. It was Shawn Fields, Jayrodale's infamous trust fund baby and one of Christina's most persistent admirers. Not wanting to talk to him, Andrew tried to sidestep him, but Shawn moved to block his path again. Andrew's eyes turn
Meanwhile, Andrew had already settled into a Rolls-Royce, heading toward Jayrodale General Hospital. His phone rang, and to his surprise, it was Christina calling. Since their relationship was over, Andrew saw no reason to answer. Yet, the phone kept ringing, seemingly urgent. Frowning, Andrew finally decided to pick up. "Andrew, listen to me. Turn yourself in immediately!" Christina's voice blared through the speaker, catching Andrew off guard. "That King of Diamonds is worth 7.5 million dollars, Andrew. Have you lost your mind? I know you did this to make me happy, but have you considered the legal consequences? Turn yourself in now, while there's still time. Don't worry, with Stevens Corporation's influence in Jayrodale, I'll do my best to keep you out of jail!" Christina's voice was filled with righteous indignation, feeling disappointed in Andrew. Andrew finally understood—she thought he had stolen the King of Diamonds. "You've got it wrong. I didn't steal it," he said sim
Amidst the flurry of bodyguards, a young girl was rushed into the hospital on a stretcher. By her side, a tall, stunning woman with long flowing hair and legs clad in black stockings clutched the girl's hand desperately. Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke, "Cece, please be okay. I'm right here, and I promise I'll save you, no matter what." Despite the urgency of the situation, many onlookers immediately recognized the woman. She was Lauren Rhodes, the heiress of the prestigious Rhodes family and widely regarded as the most beautiful woman in Jayrodale. In the city's fashion industry, Lauren was often described as a femme fatale. "Ms. Rhodes, please don't worry. Our hospital will do everything in our power to save your sister," Bernard Hackett, the hospital's deputy chief, rushed to assure her. Lauren's status and the Rhodes family's influence in Jayrodale were unparalleled. Hence, their presence demanded nothing but the utmost dedication and respect from the hospita