“…Sylvia was so useless,” Sylvia's mother complained irritably. “Tim’s family was very unhappy right now because of her infertility. I’m afraid they might ask for a divorce.” “They can’t divorce! They’ll pull the fund from our company, and we are screwed!” cried Sylvia's father. “Don’t worry about it, mom and dad. You still have me,” Mila giggled. “I heard Tim’s uncle is a hot billionaire who had even more money than Tim does. He was richest bachelor in town. Tim was a nobody compared to him. I’ll go seduce him. When I successfully land him, we’ll never have to worry about money ever.” “That’s our girl. You are so much better than your sister,” her father said proudly. “And we’ll let Sylvia deal with her own issue. It was her problem she couldn’t get pregnant,” her mom said with a cold voice. Having heard everything by the door, Sylvia’s entire body turned cold.

“Hallie.” He breaks the silence first. My heart sinks instantly. Is he going to talk about Sydney? Is he divorcing me for her? But I’m not ready yet. So I change the subject awkwardly, “What’s your schedule next week? Are we still going to that convention in Portland?” He doesn’t answer. This silence is killing me. My heart aches. A huge downfall is waiting ahead but I’m trying to drag it as long as possible. “Do you think I should wear that necklace to the convention?” I ask in a light tone, “Or is it a bit too high-profile to—” “Hallie,” he cuts me off, determinedly. I stop, nibbling my bottom lip. “Let’s get a divorce,” he says deeply.

“Hey pretty, ” Olaf grabs the curtain from the other end and grins. “Maybe you and I can have a little talk in the locker room after my practice? You know, since messing around is in your family blood?” Seriously? I glare at him, prepared to shoot back. But the door flies open the next second and a tall figure marches in. Before I get a good look at him, a huge jacket is thrown on top of me, covering my wet body and vision. Then I hear a voice growling to Olaf, “That’s your reason to skip training? To harass girls?”

My father lowers his voice mysteriously, “—she can even become a top at your club, earning you a lot more money than 20 million. It’s good investment.” The godfather chuckles lowly, “Selling your own daughter as a mistress to me?” What does this mean? Am I the godfather’s mistress now? Is he going to have me entertain customers today? “Eleanor, is it?” he asks. I murmur a yes in fear. “My name is Theodore Vans. You’ll call me godfather as everyone else.”

"Carina, are you the mother of Murphy?" Alpha Skylar asked in red eyes, "Are you... my mate?" I shook my head crying, almost wanted to tell him that I am his mate and Murphy is our son. But I can't, I am just an omega slave. I can't risk Murphy and my life under Skyler mother's threat. He knew he won't get the answer from me, and gradually collapsed. "Carina..." He said in a sad voice like the world is leaving him, "Carina, don't leave me. Tell me the truth, and my life is yours."