Carter's sudden action caught me off guard. He wasn't usually impulsive. Even in private, he was always gentle and patient with me. This behavior was completely unlike him. As the car door clicked shut, he finally released me.

I studied his expression carefully. "Carter, is something bothering you?"

He touched my lips with a faint smile. "Just checking if you've been sneaking drinks."

It dawned on me, and I quickly explained, "I only had three sips-not even half a glass. I know my limits and wouldn't risk drinking too much in public."

"Did anything happen tonight? Did Yael say something to you?"

"He was just overly friendly, nothing unusual. But Sadie..."

I recounted what had happened, unable to hold back a laugh as I pictured Sadie's expression when she paid the bill.

"It's all Bill's fault."

I sighed. "Everything is fake, except for his love for his daughter. That's why he only took back the material possessions and left Sadie with a chance."

Carter nodded. "This scandal is huge for the company. Given our partnership, if something like this happens, the stock will drop, and the market value will disappear. Not only will it make him a joke, but it'll also hurt the company. Bill's a businessman, so revealing the truth won't benefit him at all."

"Monica is probably still stuck with her old lover," I said. "I wonder if the man she's loved forever will ever marry her."

"If a man truly wants to marry you, no matter how many lifetimes you live, he'll replace a way," Carter replied.

I smiled softly. "I know I'm lucky to have you."

Being with Carter felt like a true blessing.

Monica never had a chance when she was young, and now, in her older years, it was even less likely.

I could see her life wasn't going well, and Sadie had nothing left to hold onto except Ashley.

"Do you want me to handle Sadie?" Carter asked. "The rumors she's spreading are pure slander against you."

"No, let her keep boasting," I replied. "I'm curious to see how she'll handle the consequences of her lies. If we want to destroy her, we can make her go crazy first."

"Alright, just let me know if you need anything."

I cuddled up to him. "You're the best, Honey."

He shook slightly. He was always so sensitive. Especially when I called him 'Honey', his ears turned red.

I teased him, gently touching his earlobe. "Why are you so easily embarrassed? If you're not used to it yet, I'll just call you 'Honey' a few more times."

Carter's face turned even redder. In the office, he was a tough and ruthless CEO, but around me, he was so much softer. I loved the contrast.

When we got home, Carter stood up from his wheelchair and carried me to the bedroom.

"Chloe, you've asked for this," he said, his voice low.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling. "Am I the only one who provokes you?"

He kicked open the door. It had been a week since we last had intimacy, and he seemed eager. I straddled his waist and kissed him.

"Carter, I like you."

I made sure to tell him every day how much I loved him, hoping he would feel more secure over time.

He was such a sweet man-just a simple kiss from me would make him blush.

Just as things were about to get more intense, his phone rang.

"Carter, there's a call."

"Ignore it."

But when it rang again, I gently pushed him away and picked up the phone. "It might be important."

His shirt was half open, revealing his strong chest, but he answered the call.

A voice on the other end said, "Mr. Carter, Anna is at Silas' grave."

"Follow her," Carter ordered. "Find out where she's staying. Be careful not to let her replace out."

The mention of Anna snapped me out of my previous thoughts, and I pulled my hand away from his waist.

Carter ended the call. "You were right, Chloe. Anna didn't leave."

"Let's see if she slips up," I said. "We might be able to replace out where the organization is hiding through her. The Boltons and Sanders have no reason to be connected, but I suspect they're working together to take down our families. If that's true, there must still be a base in the country."

Carter opened his phone and connected to a live feed. Anna appeared on the screen, wearing a black coat, a hat, and a long scarf that nearly covered her face.

Still, anyone familiar with her would recognize her silhouette. She was holding a bunch of white daisies.

She dropped to her knees in front of the grave, crying out, "You fool! You promised to stay with me until the end. Why did you have to be so reckless?"

"Silas, our baby is gone. Did you replace him in the underworld? He was already formed. It was a boy."

The only response to her was the cold, empty wind. It was late, with graves surrounding her, and the distant streetlights cast an eerie glow, but she seemed unafraid.

She hid her face in her hands, crying so hard that she couldn't stand up.

"I should've listened to you before and gone to a deserted island to be together, but I just couldn't let go!"

She hit the ground forcefully with both hands. "My family died in such a horrible way! Why do they get to live peacefully?"

"It's my fault. I wanted everything back, but I caused your death. I'm so sorry."

"I regret it, Silas. I'll stop trying for revenge. Just come back to me."

"Even if I succeed, what's the point? The dead can't come back. You're gone, and I'm left with nothing. What's the point of me even living?"

"Ms. Anna!"

A figure appeared behind her. I recognized her as the woman who had returned my brooch at the Hudsons.

She embraced Anna and said, "The police are still searching everywhere. It's not safe here. You've already seen Silas. If he's watching from above, he would want you to be alright."

Anna sobbed uncontrollably, "Wynne, I wish it had been me who died!"

"I know, but we need to go back. Don't mess up Mister's plan. You know how bad his temper can get."

Anna stayed frozen, and Wynne added, "It's not your fault, Ms. Anna. Zoey and the Boltons are the ones who did wrong. They took Silas from you. If it weren't for them, he'd still be alive. You have to stay strong and seek revenge for him." "Revenge?" Anna said lightly, "Even if we destroy the Sanders, my family won't come back. I'm so exhausted, Wynne."

"I understand, but we're almost there. There are only a few left at the Sanders. Once things settle down, Mister will help us figure out the next step."

Wynne's words were full of manipulation, trying to comfort Anna while pushing her along.

Silas had been right-there was someone powerful pulling the strings behind all of this.

Anna was slowly led away by Wynne's persuasive words. Carter immediately instructed, "Follow them. Don't let them notice we're tracking them."

By staying on Anna's trail, we might finally uncover the true mastermind behind everything.

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