Quennel watched Sandra, his expression pensive.


    He''d always known her sweet demeanor was a facade, but he hadn''t realized the true extent of her wickedness. To approach him so brazenly with such a n... she must have been absolutely certain he would agree. Otherwise, she never would have dared.


    "It''s every man for himself. I''m doing this for me, but it benefits you too. The Rosenberg family belongs to you, after all. He''s just some long-lost orphan they brought back. What could he possibly offer? I refuse to gamble my future on a nobody!"


    "Fine. You have a deal."


    Quennel had agreed to the deal, but he never anticipated what happened next. ording to the n, Hannah was supposed to end up in his room, but somehow, she''d gone to Lionel''s instead.


    The next morning, a swarm of reporters ambushed them at the door, snapping pictures of them together. The scandal forced them into a rtionship.


    Hannah going to the wrong room hadpletely derailed their n. In the aftermath, Sandra began to realize that Lionel wasn''t the worthless man she''d initially believed him to be.


    That''s when her regret began to fester, prompting her to get close to Lionel again and try to tear them apart.


    Watching the recording, Quennel pressed a hand to his forehead in frustration.


    "I really underestimated you," he muttered. "To think you brought a hidden camera with you."


    If Lionel ever saw this video, it would confirm everything!


    Even though he hadn''t provided the drug, he wasplicit in the scheme, and it exposed his own sordid intentions toward Hannah.


    He couldn''t bear the thought of Hannah seeing his true colors. But it didn''t matter now. Sandra was cornered, her mind in chaos. In three hours, she''d arrive, and he would lock them both in the basement. Then this secret would die with them.


    If she dared to plot against him, she had to be prepared to face the consequences.


    Lionel left the Rosenberg estate, his head pounding as he sat in the car.


    He had thought bringing her this


    evidence would finally win back bet


    trust,


    t he hadn''t expected bet


    be so cold so indifferent te


    it all.


    All she wanted was a divorce. Was he really going to have to sign the papers?


    He didn''t want a divorce. He wanted to be with Hannah, to atone for all the mistakes he''d made.


    But it seemed Hannah wasn''t willing to give him that chance.


    At this point, even bringing Sandra back to confess probably wouldn''t make a difference.


    His phone rang.


    "What is it?"


    "Mr. Rosenberg, it''s bad. It looks like Sandra and Owen have left Kiron. Our team sensed something was off and went into the apartment- building, but they were gone. We''ve sent people to search, but there''s no sign of them."


    Lionel''s brow furrowed. "You useless idiots told you to watch them, and you lost them? Find them now Check if they''re trying to leave the


    try. Go!"


    "Yes, sir!"


    Lionel hung up and took a deep breath. Then, a thought struck him. He immediately


    grabbed his phone and booked a flight for himself.


    He wasn''t getting a divorce. No matter what it took.


    Three hourster, Sandra and Owen slowly regained consciousness.


    "Wh-where are we?"