Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 145 The Trouble with Sweet Nothings

Lucas gave the desperate Flora a final, lingering look before walking away without another word.

Flora Harrison knelt on the floor, her hands clasped together as tears streamed down her cheeks.

She was only five when tragedy struck her maternal grandparents, the heart of her family. Overnight, her father, Lucas Harrison, gained control of the Moore family fortune. Not long after, her mother vanished without a trace, and in less than a month, her father remarried someone from the Chen family, starting a new chapter in his life.

To this day, there was no sign of her mother.

But Flora knew her father had to have the answers.

With no evidence and being so young at the time, what could she possibly have done?

Years had passed, and any possible evidence had surely been erased.

ago, when the Harrison family business began to decline, Lucas abruptly revealed that her mother was still alive. He dangled information about her whereabouts like a carrot on a stick, promising to reveal more if she secure the support of a wealthy suitor to rally funds and

to a mere

her mother was dead. She'd tried using her own means to search, but all

have imprisoned her mother, that she might be languishing in some dark,

she also feared that defying her father would push him to an extreme, possibly ensuring she'd never

with tenderness-how she longed just to see her

...

the high-stakes Poker Championship, Sylvester Gomez, clad in loungewear, was busy whipping up breakfast

been hankering for Sylvester's homemade dishes. Indulging her whims, Sylvester

Sylvester at the kitchen counter, stirring away with a spoon in hand as steam rose from the

kitchen doorway, Cicery's eyes twinkled with mirth at the sight of Sylvester's back. In moments like these, he

even came down and knew she'd been watching him for some

sturdy waist from behind, resting her head against his back, "What can I say? I

Gomez set his spoon down, reached behind him, and hoisted Cicery onto the kitchen island, nestling between her thighs. He propped his hands beside her, locking eyes with her. "If you can't get enough, then take a good