Brendon was ready to divorce Shannon and prepared to confront the Murphy family.
He wasn’t afraid, but it would be a good thing for Stuart’s Corp if they could coexist peacefully. Brendon also wanted to see Malachi again. Malachi was a strict elder, but he was reasonable.
Brendon drove Shannon home.
Just as he left the hospital, fresh paparazzi photos were already in the hands of the gossip reporters, spreading rapidly on the internet. Marketing accounts then edited various versions and spread them throughout the network.
After settling Olivia, Makhi accompanied her home.
After providing the address, Ranita realized that she and Makhi actually lived in the same neighborhood. Makhi hadn’t expected this coincidence, so he decided to drop her off at her doorstep.
“Thank you for taking me home! Would you like to come in for a cup of tea…?” Ranita gratefully looked at Makhi.
“It’s getting late, I won’t disturb you. You should go back quickly, and if there’s anything…” Makhi thought of Brendon and smiled. “Goodbye.”
Ranita didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, so she didn’t insist.
Just as she was about to open the door, it swung open, and Ayaan ran out without his shoes on. “Mommy, you’re back?!”
Ayaan immediately noticed that something was wrong with Ranita and his eyes turned red. He sobbed, “Mommy, what’s wrong? Where does it hurt?”
“Ayaan, I’m fine!” Ranita patted Ayaan’s head. “This is Uncle Terry.”
“Mr. Terry, this is my son, Ayaan.” After Ranita introduced them, Makhi’s gaze fell on Ayaan, who looked just like Brendon.
“Hello, Uncle Terry.” Ayaan was a well-behaved child and thanked Makhi, saying, “Thank you for bringing my Mommy back.”
“You’re welcome, Ayaan. You and your Mommy should go inside now!” After a pause, Makhi couldn’t help but express his concern. “If you need any help, don’t hesitate to ask.”
“You’ve already helped me a lot today. You should go back now,” Ranita replied.
Ranita entered the house, barely had time to wash her hands when she received a call from Dylan. “Ranita, where are you?”
“I came to the hotel to find you, but I was told you checked out.”
Ranita rubbed her forehead and quickly replied, “Something came up, so I moved back to the apartment.”
“Then I’ll come over later.” Dylan hurriedly said and hung up the phone.
Just as Ranita was about to put her phone down, several news notifications popped up. One was about Shannon, something about her sweet return home with her fiancé from outside the entertainment industry.
Ranita didn’t click on it but opened another news article about Eve. She quickly read through it, her brows furrowing involuntarily.
The article stated that Eve was seen together with the famous real estate tycoon Vincenzo Erickson, raising suspicions that she was the third party in their relationship.
Ranita quickly called Eve.
But the call went unanswered.
After waiting for a while, Eve sent her a message: “At a dinner party, what’s up?”
Ranita hurriedly asked, “Where are you?”
But there was no reply to her message. At this moment, Eve was being forced to drink, despite her attempts to refuse, by Elijah Baldwin, the company’s vice president. Elijah suddenly called her to join a meeting with the investors of her upcoming film.
The investor’s surname was Nash, a greasy middle-aged man with a beer belly who had been staring at Eve since she entered the room, making her very uncomfortable.
But the script for the upcoming film was excellent, and if she could participate, she might have a chance to win a major award.
She couldn’t afford to offend this investor.
“Mr. Nash, take a look at Eve. She has a beautiful appearance and excellent acting skills. She has made quite a name for herself in the industry in recent years. This new film will definitely not disappoint you…”