Yvonne walked away as soon as she finished speaking, leaving behind a bewildered Katie. Yvonne's parting advice echoed in Katie's head. "It's time for you to think of a way out."Katie suddenly snapped out of it and quickly walked toward the front door.On the way home, Katie finally had a chance to fully process the fact that Philip had woken up.She went straight to the study as soon as she reached home. Inside, Noah was reading a financial newspaper. When he heard the door being pushed open, he looked up to find Katie hurrying into the room.He frowned. "Weren't you supposed to go see Yvonne today? Why are you back so soon?" "I've talked to her. Do you know what she told me?"Katie's face turned pale. She grabbed Noah's hand and said, "She told me that your grandfather has woken up!""What?" Noah was shocked. "Wasn't he in a vegetative state? How can he wake up?""Mr. Anderson Senior received treatment at Hope Health Services, and I’m sure you know how good Hope is at

Mark remained silent for a while, simply staring Chuck down. Suddenly, he chuckled and placed his hand casually on Chuck's shoulder. "I was just asking out of curiosity. Since I entrusted Gwen to you, it's up to you how you want to deal with her." He leaned closer, lowering his voice. "Mr. Jensen, you can do whatever you want. But be careful not to let your hands get stained with blood."Chuck froze, looking at Mark in disbelief.Mark patted Chuck's shoulder nonchalantly once more and then signaled to the people in black before leaving the villa.After they left, the villa felt much emptier.A sudden gust of wind blew, making Chuck shiver. Goosebumps rose on his skin. It was then that he realized his back was covered in a cold sweat.Although it was already summer in Northerna City, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was trapped in an ice cellar.He slowly came back to his senses. He realized that Mark knew everything, but he had no intention of interfering.After all, to

Completely ignoring Mark, Stephen tugged Elvin and Britney toward the kindergarten and handed them over to the teacher. Mark didn't stop him. With one hand in his pocket, he merely stood there as he stared at Stephen's retreating figure.The teacher observed Mark's unfamiliar face. His intimidating looks were a strong contrast to the peaceful atmosphere in the kindergarten. The teacher couldn't help but ask in concern, "Who's that, Mr. Anderson?""Tell the security to keep an eye on him. Inform me the moment he appears," Stephen instructed. His words all but implied that Mark was a dangerous man. The teacher nodded. "You can rest assured. The children are safe with us."Stephen hummed his assent as he turned around to face Mark. "Follow me."Mark sneered as he watched Stephen walk away. This was still the first time someone else had uttered his line back to him. It was rather refreshing. Mark followed Stephen to the side of the car. He was about to speak when Stephen s

The weather was terrible today. Dark clouds cast a heavy atmosphere over the area.A caution tape had been set up by the riverside. The police and firefighters were working together to conduct the search.At the moment, there were several rescue boats on the river and dozens of divers underwater. From time to time, one of the divers would surface, signaling to the people on the boats that they had found nothing.The bright life jackets stood out against the gloomy waters. It wasn't until Yvonne witnessed the scene firsthand that she realized the turbulent river may have truly claimed Gwen's life. A strong gust of wind swept over, nearly knocking Yvonne off balance.The driver held Yvonne steady. "Be careful, Ms. Y."Yvonne composed herself before proceeding slowly toward the riverside. Soon, a man approached her. "Ms. Y, we initiated our search immediately after confirming the luggage was Ms. Hawk's yesterday. It has been 14 hours since then," the man began, lowering his h

Yvonne took the pocket knife out. "Gwen has this on her at all times! There's no way she would put it in her luggage!"Stephen looked at the pocket knife. He observed it and saw that it was well-used, but … What could this prove?"Gwen has the habit of taking this with her at all times. How could it be in her luggage? Either someone must have packed this for her or …"Yvonne gripped the pocket knife tightly. She wasn't willing to believe the other possibilities."I know that Gwen has been through a lot. But she wouldn't give up her life that easily. Something else must have happened."Stephen wanted to say something, but he was hesitant when he saw how determined Yvonne looked. Just a pocket knife had been able to convince her that Gwen was still safe. She was way too optimistic about this.However, he had seen how Yvonne had lost it the night before. If this pocket knife could give her hope, he wasn't going to destroy it.He pondered for a while before saying, "We'll search t