Love At The Wrong Table

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Moreover, it was clear that there had to be powerful insiders within

Yeringham to pull off such a daring operation. Even the most formidable

leaders from Zovince wouldn’t have been able to execute this without

substantial internal support.

“Move quickly!” Felicity’s voice sliced through the chaos with urgent precision.

As the matriarch of the Quillen family, safeguarding Alessandra was her top priority. The thought of facing Emmanuel if anything went wrong was

unbearable.

“No, I can’t leave!” Alessandra’s voice was a fierce counterpoint to the chaos.

She shoved Felicity’s hand away with a determined push. “Mrs. Lowe, go with the bodyguards now. I have to find Tia and Old Mr. Quillen. I won’t leave until I

know they’re safe!”

“You…” Felicity’s eyes flashed with frustration. What could an elderly woman

accomplish in such mayhem?

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Ignoring the encroaching blaze, Alessandra rushed toward the hall with a

fierce and nearly reckless resolve. The walls were kissed by flames, and thick,

suffocating smoke billowed through the corridors.

“Madam, we must go now!” The bodyguard seized Felicity’s arm, dragging her

towards the side exit.

“Tia! Old Mr. Quillen, where are you?” Alessandra’s voice cut through the

choking haze, a beacon of unwavering resolve in the oppressive smoke.

“Mom!” Through the raging inferno, Tia’s voice emerged, quivering with a mix

of fear and relief as she made her way through the blazing ruins.

Strolling through the Quillen residence, Tia enjoyed the rare tranquility she had found after leaving the villa. Her peace was abruptly shattered when she

saw Old Mr. Quillen and Alfred’s car pulling up. Just as she began to move toward them, the front gate exploded with a thunderous roar, sending debris flying. The peaceful residence was instantly transformed into a fiery

battleground, with merciless assassins flooding in like an unyielding,

shadowy tide.

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Fortunately, Tia observed the elite guards, strong and determined, battling

fiercely against the attackers outside. Their once–solid defense was holding,

despite the intense assault.

“Mom, we need to get out through the side door! This place is a living

nightmare!” Tia grabbed Alessandra’s arm, trying to pull her away.

Alessandra, however, refused to move. “Did you see Old Mr. Quillen? The

servants said he was just arriving! They must have targeted him specifically.”

She wasn’t blind to the situation; the fact that the attack occurred right after,

Terence’s return suggested he was likely the primary target. Although the situation remained unclear, she knew that Terence was somewhat involved.

By stepping into the limelight as the Chairman of the Nuthana Chamber of

Commerce, the Quillen family had put a bullseye on their backs, drawing the

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“Mom, Alfred took him out through the southern gate. With Alfred and his bodyguards, he should be safe. We need to get out of here now!” Tia’s panic

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turned into a frantic tug as she tried to drag Alessandra away.

“Go ahead without me!” Alessandra noticed Logan and his bodyguards

charging into the villa and quickly pleaded, “Please get Tia somewhere safe!”

“Mom, what about you?” Tia, still frantic, continued to pull at her.

“I have to stay with Old Mr. Quillen. Don’t worry about me!” She freed herself

from Tia’s grasp and rushed back into the heart of the inferno.

“Mom! Mom!” Tia’s cries were a piercing blend of fear and frustration.

Alessandra’s bravery was undeniable, but it now felt like a perilous gamble in

the face of overwhelming danger.

“Ms. Tia, you must leave at once!” Logan’s command was urgent as he made

sure Tia was escorted to safety.

I can’t leave Alessandra behind. She’s Ms. Tia’s mother–in–law, and I’ve

promised to keep them both safe.

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With a final, reassuring glance, Logan plunged back into the inferno after

Alessandra, determined to protect her from the relentless threat.

Meanwhile, at the Verkade residence, Gautier stormed into his father’s study,

the scene a stark contrast to the chaos raging outside. William sat back in his

chair, leisurely sipping red wine as if the world had not shifted beneath them.

“Dad, why are you doing this?” Gautier’s voice trembled with a mix of disbelief

and deep disappointment. He could not understand why his father had

embraced such a brutal path.

William looked up, a predatory glint in his eyes as he swirled his wine. “Why

not? I’ve waited for this moment for ages!” His gaze was sharp with ambition.

“Mr. Lestrange has assured me that Emmanuel won’t be returning to

Chanaea or Yeringham. Once the Quillen family is destroyed, we, as the

second–largest shareholders, will seize control of the entire Terence Group!”

“And then,” he continued, his voice dripping with hunger, “the Verkade family

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will ascend as the Chairman of the Nuthana Chamber of Commerce. With Mr.

Tanner’s protection, we will dominate Nuthana forever!”

Gautier’s heart sank under the weight of his father’s insatiable greed. With a

heavy sigh and deep disappointment, he turned and strode out of the study,

unable to bear another moment of his father’s ruthless plans.

“Gautier, where are you going?”

“This is none of your concern. Just do whatever you want!” Gautier’s tone was

resolute as he left the Verkade residence.

Why is he opposing now?

Confusion clouded William’s face, his frown deepening as he considered

Gautier’s unexpected reaction. Gautier’s resistance to this grand plan left

William perplexed, as has always been known for his ambition and readiness

to make harsh decisions.

The Quillen residence was consumed by a relentless blaze, its fiery upheaval

echoing the chaos within. Terence strug

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