No Strings Attached

Hearing that name, lan and Casey exchanged a knowing glance. Their eyes locked in silent agreement.

lan couldn't fathom how Paolo, in his quest for vengeance for Heidi, could turn his back on years of friendship with the Hayes family and become a mere pawn in someone else's game.

He and Clara were indeed a match — him with his oblivious mother, and Clara with her shallow, good-for-nothing father.

A shadow seemed to pass over lan's eyes. The damage Leonora had inflicted on him and Clara was irreparable, and he would not stand by and watch Paolo become yet another obstacle in their relationship. He picked up his phone and dialed Edwin.

A few days later...

At a suburban mansion.

A man dressed in black sat in a wheelchair. His face was alight with pleasure as he listened to his assistant's report.

has lost billions. This hit has left the Hayes Corporation reeling. Greta's been snapping at reporters. She's so rattled. We're

there'll be an uprising in the Hayes household, and Greta's days as acting CEO are numbered. Once our man takes her place, the time will be ripe for me to reclaim the Hayes family." As he spoke, his hands

door. A bodyguard rushed in with urgent news. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

we've got trouble. A bunch of goons in black have surrounded the villa, and

back of his hands stood out starkly. Simultaneously, his phone rang.

other end panicked. "Boss, all of our assets have been

been raided. Everyone's

intercepted by the cops. That was meant for the big boss in Europe. Our

another brought nothing

motion, he hurled his phone to the

assistant quickly stepped forward to console him. "Boss, there's got to be a glitch in the system. I don't think Greta could pull this off on her own.

finish the thought, but his instincts screamed that