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“Daxton,” she whispered, “let's leave this in the past. Thank you for everything you've done for me.”
Before she could say more, Kristopher wheeled her into the elevator. As the doors began to close, Carrie's eyes
locked onto Daxton one last time. She watched him slump against the wall, his shoulders sagging under the
weight of despair.
In a foreign estate...
Daxton’s efforts to leverage his international connections hadn't gone unnoticed by his father. After following the
trail, Cillian uncovered the reason behind his son’s actions—Daxton was risking everything for a woman, and not
just any woman—Kristopher’s wife.
Cillian’s expression twisted with fury as he listened to his subordinate’s report. With a growl of rage, he threw his
wine glass at the blonde woman resting in his arms. “This is madness! He's willing to risk everything for a
woman? Does he think life’s too easy here, that he wants Kristopher to destroy us?”
The woman screamed in shock, wine mixed with blood dripping down her forehead. A bodyguard quickly hauled
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Cillian grabbed his phone, his finger hovering over Daxton’s number, but he hesitated, uncertainty flickering in
his eyes. His son was more ruthless than he ever could be, perhaps even more dangerous than Kristopher. His
methods were so cold and brutal that there were no boundaries for him.
No one else understood, but Cillian knew the truth—without Daxton, he would have been long dead by now. As
much as he loathed to admit it, his survival rested entirely on his son, Daxton. He had no intention of provoking
his ruthless son, knowing all too well the consequences of doing so.
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Frowning, he scrolled to another contact—his estranged wife, Mila. Despite being married, they hadn't seen or
spoken to each other in years. When the call connected, his greeting was stiff. “How have you been? Been up to
anything recently?”
Mila interrupted him, her voice icy. “Cut to the chase. There's no one here, so your performance isn’t needed.”
Cillian bit back his irritation and went straight to the heart of the matter. “You need to talk to your son! Out of all
the women out there, why did he have to covet Kristopher’s wife? He used his influence in the international
medical field for this woman, and now, he’s investigating Lise—Kristopher’s most important person, trying to
throw her into prison.”
The more he talked, the more furious he became. “Kristopher fought tooth and nail to take control of the Norris
family to be with Lise. And now, Daxton going after her is like asking Kristopher to destroy the Garcia family. It's
the sthing.”
Mila’s tone shifted instantly, her casualness replaced by shock. “What? How do you know all of this?”
Cillian snapped, his frustration reaching its limit. “How do | know? You're askingthat? I'm halfway around the
world, and | know, while you're sitting there completely clueless? You're too busy with your own life to pay
attention to our son. If Kristopher decides to go after us, let's see how long you can keep living in luxury!”
Mila felt a cold wave of fear wash over her. The memory of Kristopher cutting ties with the Garcia family years
ago flooded back, as if it had just happened. In those days, the social circle she once moved in had distanced
themselves from her, and she had even started watching every penny at the grocery store. She never wanted to
go through that kind of hell again.
In a panic, Mila hung up the phone and immediately dialed Daxton.
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