Rnd was known for his ruthless nature, a real wolf in sheep''s clothing, and getting close to him was no easy task.


    Charles suddenly turned to his daughter, "I recall his younger brother, Ryan, has quite the fondness for you, doesn''t he?"


    Giselle furrowed her brow and nodded. "Yes, he does."


    However, due to her father''s ns to marry into the Montgomery family and his previous warnings, she hadn''t been seeing much of Ryantely. His brother had been keeping him on a tight leash, and he hadn''t been out much, so their encounters were scarce.


    Charles continued, "You should interact with him more. That boy''s not as sharp as his brother; you''ll find him easy to handle."


    Giselle nodded again, though she hesitated. "But I''m still involved with Lysander... Could this be a bad idea?"


    "Just be careful, won''t you!" Charles snapped, giving her a stern look. "I''ve told you before, it doesn''t matter when you marry him. The smart move is to get pregnant with his child sooner rather thanter. Once that happens, he''ll have no choice but to ept it. You''re wasting time with all this slow and steady nonsense. Move quickly!"


    Giselle nodded silently.


    Mrs. Harvey, standing nearby, wanted to interject and offer a word of caution to her husband, but she hesitated and ultimately remained silent. She rarely had a say in the family''s major decisions.


    "Leave Ryan to you..." Charles''s eyes shed with determination as he stood abruptly. "I''ll figure out how to deal with Rnd. We can''t give them any openings!"


    With that, he strode out of the room.


    Mrs. Harvey quickly called after him, "Lysander will be over soon, where are you going at this hour?"


    But Charles was already in the car, driving away.


    ...


    When Lysander arrived with Adrian at the Harvey family''s residence, only Giselle and her mother were home.


    He casually inquired, "Where''s your father?"


    "He''s busy with work, and he probably won''t be back tonight." Giselle replied with a gentle smile, holding Adrian''s hand.


    Lysander returned her smile, "He''s a hard worker, your father."


    Noticing Rosalind''s uneasy demeanor, he chuckled softly and took Giselle''s other hand, leading her further into the house.


    That night, he and Adrian stayed over at the Harveys''.


    At the hospital.


    After dinner, M spent some time talking with the child, asking about school.


    Julian shared all the details and mentioned how his friends liked the candles his mom had painted. They were willing to y with him, which made him happy. Relieved, M said, "Well, when you all get better, bring them over to meet me." Julian nodded eagerly. He really wanted to introduce his friends to his mom, but he worried about Adrian getting upset and possibly making her unhappy. Better to wait a bit longer, he thought.


    As he drifted to sleep listening to his mother''s bedtime story, a rare smile curved his lips.


    M gently poked his cheek before lying down next to him.


    In the middle of the night, she was startled awake by the vibration of her phone. Not wanting to disturb Julian, she endured the headache from being abruptly awakened and groggily answered the call.


    Miranda''s shaky voice came through, "M, did you make the recording?"


    M instantly became alert. She sat up quietly, hung up, and activated her phone''s hidden program, ensuring everything was secure before calling Miranda back.


    When the call reconnected, Miranda''s voice was even more frantic. "M, what do I do? I think I''ve gotten myself into serious trouble... There''s so much blood..."


    rmed, M carefully slipped out of the room to avoid waking the child and found a secluded spot in the stairwell. She lowered her voice, "Calm down, tell me what happened."