Mag-log inThe faintest smile crossed Cale's lips. "Very well, then. Thank you for the information.""Of course, Mr. Miller. And if you can, go after them immediately."The call finally came to an end.Before Cale could even lower the phone from his ear, another incoming call immediately interrupted the silenc
Vincent, seated in the front, shifted his full attention to the conversation, listening intently."I don't know when he started using this property while he was in Carrington Bay. But I don't think he's working alone. I'm sure you've come to the same conclusion, haven't you?""Yes," Cale replied bri
Vincent's words made the atmosphere inside the car even more tense. After that, Cale said nothing more. His eyes returned to the tablet in his hand, studying every detail of the coordinate markers that had been tracking the two movements heading in opposite directions."Sir," Vincent called, unable
Cale slowly shook his head. "No."Vincent turned toward his superior with a frown. "What do you mean?""Falcon couldn't have organized a field operation that cleanly and that quickly on his own," Cale explained coldly.Before Vincent could respond to the analysis, the communication radio inside the
The car carrying Cale sped forward without slowing down in the slightest. The escort vehicles in front and behind blared their sirens, cutting through the heavy traffic of Carrington Bay and clearing the widest possible path so they could reach the scene as quickly as possible.But the atmosphere in
Naomi instinctively shook her head as she took a step backward. "No. I won't go! Let me go!!!""You don't get to make the decisions here," Falcon retorted with a faint smile. He gave the guards another signal.Without wasting a second, several burly men immediately seized Naomi by the arms and forci
“Yes,” Nathan nodded. “And you should know—your age now is almost the same as his was when he first dared to talk back to me. Your tone, the way you hold back your emotions… it’s remarkably similar.”Josh fell silent for a moment. Something warm settled in his chest every time his grandfather spoke
Althea and Daven exchanged glances, both a little puzzled as to why Lydia had come by so late at night. The conversation that had been tense only moments ago softened slightly. Still, Althea wasn’t about to back down. She couldn’t bear the thought of her husband carrying such a burden alone. Even if
At the prosecutor’s office, Daven received the report with a long, heavy breath. Just the night before, he’d finally felt a sliver of calm—thanks to Althea’s visit, and the quiet strength his wife had given him to face all of this.But this morning’s news sent his emotions surging all over again. If
“Not directly involved, but his movements are suspicious,” Chris explained. “There were several periods when he was nowhere to be found. It looks like he was searching for the man you’re holding, Daven. I don’t think he’s just someone hired to stir up trouble here and there. His role is significant—







