Yvonne locked herself in her room. She had nightmares the entire night.In her nightmares, Mark was standing right in front of her. He was shrouded in a black fog, yet it didn't hide his condescending gaze.He was mocking her for working so hard but still failing to protect the people closest to her.As the black fog dissipated, a pistol appeared in Mark's hand. Elvin and Britney were lying on the ground next to his feet.He sneered and raised his pistol, aiming at Elvin's head."No!" Yvonne woke up with a scream. She opened her eyes immediately.The room was cold, but she was sweating. Even her hair was sticking to her face. She looked at the ceiling, catching her breath. After a while, reality slowly set in.No. She had to pick herself up soon. She couldn't let Mark hurt anyone close to her again.…The sun was barely up when Stephen headed to Yvonne's room. He had just raised his hand to knock on the door when it swung open.Yvonne stood in front of him with her hair tied
Mark had deliberately looked at the camera to provoke her. He had been hinting that the game had just started.Also, Mark's target was the people close to Yvonne. He knew that this would torment her much more than it would if he were to take her down in one go.The more Yvonne thought about it, the more intense her hatred became. What followed was a fear of the unknown.She turned to look at Calbert. "I might need your help with Hope's security and also with Cory. You have to try to distract him. Don't let him help Mark again."Calbert nodded. "I was planning to do just that.""Thank you." Yvonne's gaze sharpened. "I'll arrange for Emerald Group to quickly locate Mark. He should still be in the city. This time, I'll capture him myself."Yvonne lowered her voice without realizing it. Her tone was filled with murderous intent.…After leaving the security department, Yvonne headed to the mortuary once more. Stephen was still following closely behind.As she entered the corridor,
"It's too cold in here." Curtis tried to suppress his pain. He said with difficulty, "Gwen said that she didn't like the winter because she couldn't stand the cold …"Before he could finish, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.Curtis covered his face, crying like a helpless child. "I haven't told you … that I like you … Gwen, come to my dreams. Give me a chance to say it to you in person …"He sobbed quietly. His pleas echoed in the mortuary.Yvonne's eyes grew sore, and tears blurred her vision. Her grip on Curtis' shoulder tightened.Britney didn't understand why the adults were suddenly crying, but the sadness also washed over her. She looked at Stephen with reddened eyes. "Dad, why isn't Aunt Gwen waking up? I don't want her to sleep …"Then, she started crying.Stephen walked over and carried her in his arms. He placed a hand on her head and gently coaxed her. "Britney, it's fine. Aunt Gwen is just too tired. She needs to rest.""I want her to wake up … She promised
Meanwhile, Otto and Calbert were elsewhere. Since they didn't know Gwen that well, they hadn't attended her funeral.For the past few days, the atmosphere at Hope Health Services had been quite dreary. Calbert felt inexplicably annoyed by the feeling.At that moment, he was standing next to Otto, smoking cigarette after cigarette.Otto could no longer take it. He reached out and grabbed Calbert's cigarette case. "Are you trying to smoke yourself to death?""I'm just annoyed." Calbert spat on the ground. "Mark is really a monster!"Calbert was also the boss of an organization. He could fully understand the guilt of having a subordinate close to him die because of him.It was worse than death for Yvonne. It was torture."If I capture him, I'll make sure to beat him up properly! I was really blind in the past! How could I have worked with such a monster?"Calbert was extremely resentful. He wanted to beat up Mark badly.Otto was a little moved by Calbert's outburst. He reached ou
Edith looked at Agatha, who was getting people to topple the tombstone. She was so frantic that she didn't even hang up before she ran over to them."Stop! Stop!"The workers Agatha had hired stopped when they heard someone yelling.Edith ran over to Agatha, looking flustered. "Grandma, you can't do this. This is immoral!" Agatha looked at Edith, whose face was covered in a silk scarf. She was instantly unhappy. "Edith, why are you here?""I …" Edith immediately found herself at a loss for words.Agatha soon came to her senses. "Great! I see that you're brazen enough to stalk me now!""Grandma, I …" Edith felt guilty, but the most important thing at that moment was to keep the child's grave intact.She mustered up her courage once more. "Grandma, this child has been laid to rest. Don't you think it's a little cruel to dig his body up? "Besides, he's part of the Carrington family. You've taken so long to find him …" Edith looked at the grave pitifully. "Are you planning to me
"Ma'am, there's no corpse here!" A man reported. "Only a set of children's clothes!""What?" Agatha went forward with her walking stick. She looked into the grave. All she saw was a set of dirty, old clothes!She froze on the spot, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions.After a while, she chuckled in delight. "That's amazing! That's amazing! He's not dead! Edith, he isn't dead! He is not dead!" Agatha rejoiced loudly.Then, she suddenly realized something and immediately became stern. "Did you follow me because you were trying to help Otto?"Did you try so hard to stop me because you didn't want me to dig up the grave? You want the child to be dead so that he won't be a threat to Otto!"Edith shook her head profusely. "No, Grandma. That isn't what I was thinking! I also hope the child is fine. I—""Enough!" Agatha's gaze darkened. "Don't think I don't know what you and your son are thinking! Let me tell you, as long as I'm still alive, I won't give up on finding my great-grandson!
One day, Calbert passed a stack of photos to Otto. "I'm planning to use the Webb family to threaten Sloan."The photos showed sneakily taken shots of Ashley's parents out and about in their daily lives.Otto looked at a few photos and furrowed his brows. "How does this make you any different from Mark?""I really can't care about it that much anymore." Calbert's gaze darkened, and he leaned back. "This is the simplest way, but don't worry. I'm not a monster like Mark. I'll just threaten them at most. That would be enough to get to Sloan. He gets easily worked up when it comes to anything related to Ashley."Calbert added, "Don't let Yvonne find out about this. I don't think she wants to hear about my stupid ideas right now."Otto said hesitantly, "But if you hand the photos to Sloan, he won't let you off the hook regardless of whether you truly hurt them or not.""That's good," Calbert smirked. "We should end things. I've already told him everything I should've said. If I reall
Yvonne was a little stunned. Then, she shook her head. "I don't know. But I won't be able to accept it if it turns out to be any of you." She didn't dare to even imagine that.She looked into Stephen's eyes. Her gaze was serious like never before. "Stephen, you have to trust that I can protect you and Elvin. I won't let Mark hurt either of you."At that moment, a knock sounded at the door, interrupting their moment.Yvonne looked at the door. "Come in."Otto entered and immediately caught Stephen's eye. He stopped in his tracks. "It looks like I came at a bad time.""How can I help you, Mr. Carrington?" Yvonne asked."Calbert asked me to tell you that he has left to deal with Sloan. He said not to worry about him or that Sloan will show up again when you go up against Mark."Otto walked in closer and saw the map on her desk. "You still haven't found Mark yet?"Yvonne hummed in response before asking curiously, "How is Calbert planning to deal with Cory? Is he that confident t