Facade of Love

Chapter 114, The Fight Begins

Liam nodded, gave Idris a look that was met with silence, and without another word, stepped past the mastiff to search inside.

I tried to get up, but a hand appeared to help me. I saw the well–defined, almost too perfect fingers and bit my l*p, deciding not to take the help. I got up by myself.

Idris watched, his expression falling ever so slightly, and he pulled back his hand.

I looked away and followed Liam into the darkness.

The tower was not big, but the shadows made it feel like another world.

Seeing Sweety stopped me cold. She was bare…

That monster, Noah.

My eyes burned with rage. Liam was already by her side, and after a shocked pause, he quickly shed his jacket and draped it over Sweety, lifting her from the mess.

Sweety woke with a start, her screams piercing the air as she flailed. “Don’t touch me, don’t touch me!

at the air,

her, his voice a gentle whisper, “Don’t be scared, don’t be scared. Nob*dy’s gonna hurt

with tears, and her hands clawing

holding her close. My voice broke. Sweety, it’s me. It’s me! I’m Yvette. Don’t be scared. We’re here to

she was still shaking. She stared at me,

come to save you. Don’t be scared. We’re going

her, but I was still weak from a recent miscarriage, and pain throbbed in my lower abdomen, sapping my

got her!” Liam stepped in. He was as tall as Idris, and he easily scooped

clarity was returning to her because Sweety looked at him, then at me,

and I rushed out of the tower. Idris was right there with us, silent as a shadow, not uttering a word. Neither did I.

Moore was pacing, worried. When she saw us, her eyes flicked to Sweety, who was a mess, and she

eyes then

with a cool eye, pushing down the waves of anger that kept rising, telling myself that getting Sweety to the hospital

brings the Youngs heirs here? What’s all this?” Noah sauntered up to the rooftop with his crew, a fake smile plastered

bit his l*p, clutching Sweety close, his face set in a

in his arms, seemed to shiver at

at him, not budging an inch. Instead, he planted himself right before Liam, blocking his way, and taunted, “Look, Liam, you’re on my turf now. If you want to take someone from here, you’ve got to check