oper sat behind her desk, a stack of business document

It was a text from

to make our meeting tomorrow. My adoptive mother, Mrs. Brenda Shaw, is strongly against this marriage. Sh

ge was the only way she could still do somethi

and dialed Richard's num

e, his company's debts stacked on the desk. Brenda sa

hard snatched the receive

this is Ele

in his chair. "Mrs. C

ies. "I hear the Shaw family is having

"No, no! Absolutely not! We are deeply hono

hear that your wife thinks this marriage is an insult to your dau

only stammer, "A misunderstanding.

lock tomorrow morning. If I don't, you know the consequences. What the Cooper family gives, we can also take away. That in

, Eleanor

ill in his hand. Slowly, the truth s

bing. He crossed the room in two steps

d roared. "Did you say something to

lap, crying out, "I didn't!

jaw treated, mumbled something about what had happened at the cof

at his sides. Ava had not only found a power

Ava, but the call wouldn't go

the floor. The screen cra

voy passed through

he message history with M

in front of a ma

a gentle-looking middle-aged man

with emotion. He took her han

r brothers. The luxury inside was be

the second floor, which had been converted into

n on the bed was so still that for a moment

man's vitals were stable for now, he was still in cr

ical terms, her brow furrowing slightly. She stepped forward and