Whitney happily flies in to get a marriage license with her longtime boyfriend. Instead, he cancels coldly and chooses another woman—his adopted sister. Hearing him confess his true feelings shatters Whitney’s heart. Realizing she’ll always come second, she must decide: walk away quietly, or finally fight for herself.
Klein nodded thoughtfully. “I’m free at noon. It really depends on Ms. Moore’s and your schedules, Mr. Walton.” Ivan responded without hesitation, “I’m available, but Ms. Moore has a court hearing at two-thirty.” Calvin’s expression shifted to one of genuine disappointment. “I see. Then, Mr. Walton, please join us for lunch.” Klein casually glanced down…
“Asshole,” Dustin Reed muttered, his eyes glued to his phone, frustration evident on his face. Klein lifted his gaze, curiosity piqued. “What is it?” Dustin gritted his teeth, irritation creeping into his voice. “Stop drinking. Lena is downstairs flirting with male models. And Carter’s fiancée is there too. Lena is finished.” Klein’s expression darkened, a…
“Dad, there are only four days left. You need to reconsider this. It’s not too late to cancel. Otherwise, the one who’ll end up embarrassed won’t just be me; it’ll be you too,” she declared, her voice steady as she turned on her heel and walked out, refusing to look back. Samuel’s expression turned icy,…
“Whitney, does your phone have a signal?” he suddenly asked, concern edging his tone. Whitney, dazed and drenched in sweat, shook her head. “No, no signal.” Carter sensed something was amiss. “Whitney, are you okay?” Before she could respond, the elevator jolted again, sending a fresh wave of panic coursing through them. “Ah!” Emily’s scream…
“The elevator just broke down, and I got a little scared of the dark,” she admitted, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks, embarrassment mingling with her vulnerability. From the driver’s seat, Klein’s gaze pierced through the rearview mirror, a curious intensity in his eyes. “Claustrophobia?” Whitney tightened her grip on her knee, nodding slightly.…
Lena paused, rubbing her chin thoughtfully, her brow furrowing slightly. “That’s true,” she conceded. “After all, you are engaged to Carter.” A moment of silence hung between them, heavy with unspoken thoughts. “By the way,” Lena continued, her voice a mix of concern and curiosity, “are you absolutely sure about calling off the engagement? The…
“Oh, right, yeah, they’re definitely different. Your ex has a starry sky as the profile picture, and this one has a little white rabbit,” Ivan replied, attempting to lighten the mood with a smile. “Guess I’m getting forgetful.” He genuinely believed Whitney’s ex might be in the group, and she felt a wave of unease…
“It’s alright,” he reassured her, though doubt flickered in his eyes. “Tomorrow, I’ll go see Uncle Klein. I doubt even he would side with my dad on this.” Emily hesitated, biting her lip. “But Carter, Uncle Klein doesn’t seem to like me very much.” “Milly, don’t think like that,” Carter said, attempting to soothe her…
In a mere heartbeat, Klein placed one hand on the ledge and, with a fluid motion, swung himself over as if it were the easiest thing in the world. Once outside the villa, he opened his arms wide, a reassuring smile gracing his lips. “Jump.” This time, Whitney leaped without hesitation, a surge of exhilaration…
He had no time to worry about anyone else’s fate; no one mattered more than his beloved sister. As he helped Emily out of the car, his gaze remained fixed on the taxi across from them, where two figures inside appeared to be in distress. A bystander opened the driver’s door, calling out, “Hey, are…