Dawn knew that if she insisted on staying, it would further annoy Evan. As such, she nodded meekly, bid farewell to Rose, and left.


    Outside the operating room, the atmosphere was so tense that one could hear a pin drop. When the sun rose, the red light finally dimmed. Rose hurriedly grabbed onto the doctor as soon as the doors opened. "How is she?" Her voice was shaky.


    "She''s safe, but... having fallen from a height, several bones in her body have been fractured. While we have treated and repaired the injuries, the recovery process will need to be monitored. Please be aware that the healing process will be excruciating." The doctor''s words echoed in Rose''s ears. "She''s safe... Well, that''s all that matters. As for the recovery, I''ll be there for her!" she thought.


    The oue wasn''t as terrifying as she had expected. Her tensed body finally rxed, but she was so frail that even the wind could knock her down.


    As a wave of dizziness engulfed her, all she could see was darkness. She heard two frantic voices calling her name, but what happened next... was out of her knowledge.


    The morning air in the mountains was especially fresh. Eleanor was habitually a morning person. She was apanied by Be as she did her morning stretches in the courtyard.


    After her routine exercise, Be suggested, "Eleanor, shall we try something different for breakfast today? I have a ce in mind which I think you''d love."


    Since Eleanor had not left the mountains in a while, and Be had taken her time out to apany her, she thought it was only right to say yes.


    At the hotel, Yara stood by the bedpost and stared at the man on the mattress. "What a handsome man," she thought.


    They were supposed to have an intense night yesterday, but... When she thought about it, she couldn''t help but feel frustrated.


    After she carried Jonathan to the bedst night, he remained unconscious the entire time, and she barely managed to strip him naked. He couldn''t do anything to her, but she needed some sort of evidence to prove their rtionship.


    To make the whole thing convincing, she called a man over. The two shared an intimate encounter, leaving all sorts of marks and traces on her body. Naturally, the room was also filled with an air of debauchery.


    The man had left, and she made sure he left no traces of himself before she arrived at the bed.


    She didn''t know when Jonathan would wake up, but ording to the time she had set with Be, the Maize family and Eleanor would be here soon.


    Instantly, Yara slid under the nket and nced victoriously at Jonathan. The sense of determination in her gaze was undeniable.


    Meanwhile, the Finch family''s vehicle halted outside the hotel. Eleanor looked suspiciously at Be. "A hotel? What kind of breakfast is in store for me here?" Although she was old, she was still shrewd.


    At that instance, Be became nervous. She frantically pointed at a bistro not far away. "No, we''re not going to the hotel, Eleanor. We''re going to that ce!"


    "Oh, we are?" The suspicious Eleanor took her word for it. "Let''s go then."


    Be heaved a deep sigh of relief. Eleanor was wise. Even if Be could fool her now, she would soon know that Be had lured her here.


    Yet, for Yara''s sake, she could only risk it. If Eleanor ever med her for it, time could help her forget it once Yara and Jonathan got married.


    Looking at the time, Be couldn''t


    help but look around as though she was searching for something. When they arrived at the bistro entrance, a group suddenly alighted from two cars and gathered together. Thatmotion attracted Eleanor''s attention.


    "The Maizes, huh?" Eleanor thought. She easily recognized them and looked suspiciously at Be. "That''s your brother and his wife. Hm. What a coincidence!" Be forced a smile and was relieved that they had finally arrived. By then, she couldn''t overthink the situation and immediately went up to them.


    "Rupe, Cindy, what''s wrong? Why are you guys so frantic?" She asked a question which she knew the answer to, putting on a show for Eleanor. "Yara is in trouble!" said Cindy Lohau, Yara''s mother. Her face seemed anxious as if her daughter was in grave danger. Be gasped. "Yara? What happened to her?"


    Cindy spoke in between sobs. "She


    didn''t say much. An hour ago, I received her call. She was crying and


    trying to tell me where she was so.1


    could pick her up. Then, she


    !!


    mentioned..." She paused. Then, they acted like they just saw Eleanor


    standing nearby.


    Be returned to Eleanor''s side. "Eleanor, my sister-inw said Yara is in trouble. I want to see her, but I can''t leave you here alone. Do you mind if youe with me to see Yara?" "Yara? You mean the renowned international actress, Ms. Maize?" Eleanor wasn''t positioned that far from the Maizes and had heard everything Cindy said.


    She had lived a long life and encountered many situations, so she easily saw through their little act no matter how good their acting was.


    "Yes. Eleanor, look at..." Be assumed Eleanor would need more convincing to go to the hotel, but before she could continue her words, thetter interjected.


    "If it''s her, I must go see her. We can''t let anything happen to her, can we?" Eleanor naturally wanted to see the second act.


    As soon as she said that, Be and the Maizes heaved a silent breath of relief. The second act, set in the hotel room, was about tomence. As such, the Maizes began to perk up. The group headed straight into the hotel and took the elevator to a specific room, where the door was shut.


    At that moment, a hotel staff happened to pass by. The Maizes used abination of persuasion and coercion to make the staff unlock the door for them.


    Inside the suite, a strange scent, mixed with the smell of alcohol, filled the air. Amidst that was the faint sound of crying. As they followed the source, Be was the first to enter the room. Seeing that Yara had curled up at the corner of the bed and sobbed pitifully, Be quickly gasped. "Yara, w-what happened here?" The rest followed her cue and entered the room.


    In the room, the cocooned Yara


    wrapped herself in the nket and crouched at the corner of the bed. Her exposed body parts-the arms and neck-revealed several fresh bruises. It was easy to tell what had happened. She wept till her face was wet, looking extremely aggrieved.


    On the other side of the bedy a man on his side covered with a nket. His back faced the door, but his figure was distinctly a man.


    "How dare you touch my sister, Jonathan!" One of the men from the Maizes charged up to Jonathan like he was ready to get physical.