Chapter 1402: Chapter 1402: Can’t Swallow Their Pride
So, everything she has gained with her current identity doesn’t truly belong to her. If her identity gets exposed, she’ll be left with nothing.
Fear surged wildly in her heart.
Ivanov clearly noticed the change in her expression and sneered coldly, "As long as I report to the media that you’re not a true Hua bloodline, what do you think your fate will be? Public disgrace, total ruin—utterly natural consequences. Moreover, this clearly constitutes fraud, and you’ll definitely end up in prison. Spending ten, twenty years locked up, you’ll come out old and worn, penniless and powerless, relegated to the lowest ranks of society, your entire life completely destroyed."
Yiren trembled all over. "No, I absolutely cannot let myself fall to that level. I am a wealthy heiress. I am above others."
She must never descend into such a terrifying situation.
"Good that you understand. Then behave yourself and obey," Ivanov smiled coldly, fully in control. "I want you to secure everything from the Hua Group, no matter what it takes. If you fail, just prepare yourself for total ruin!"
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Shadow knelt expressionlessly on the floor, reporting back. "Yiren lost to Ye Lu at the cocktail party. If nothing unexpected happens, Ye Lu has already won the competition and will become the head of Hua Group. Jun Huang had no notable performance at the banquet, nor did he converse with anyone. He simply encountered an unexpected attack of his addiction and was urgently taken away by Ye Lu."
"The Ivanovs really disappoint me," Godfather Su Feiman folded his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering with dark light. "Though it does, in another sense, prove Ye Lu’s capabilities—I’ve always underestimated how formidable that girl really is. She even brought out the Ji Corporation and the Ross Family as leverage."
The original plan had been to send Jun Huang to the banquet and have him step forward to assist Yiren when Ye Lu was defeated. That would deepen Ye Lu’s misunderstandings about him. Yet the plot hadn’t unfolded at all as he had expected.
Instead, Ye Lu made a surprising comeback, publicly turning the tables and relentlessly cornering Yiren until she was left with no escape—utter defeat.
Jun Huang, on the other hand, experienced an addiction attack at the cocktail party, which likely garnered Ye Lu’s sympathy and affection.
Unexpectedly, their bond seemed to grow even closer through shared adversity.
Tch, what a bother!
Though these minor surprises occurred, everything still remains in the palm of his hand.
"Godfather, Miss Yiren called and wants to see you," a subordinate entered to report.
Su Feiman paused for a moment. Yiren is looking for him—urgently enough to disregard the late hour. Looks like she’s been pushed to her breaking point.
A shadow of darkness flickered in his gaze. This pawn might still have its uses.
"Arrange for her to meet me."
Shadow quietly lowered their eyelids.
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The morning light had barely begun to creep in as Third Young Master Jun opened his eyes, groggily pulling himself out of a headache’s haze. He spotted Ye Yuan sleeping soundly, slumped over the side of his bed, and froze.
Struggling to prop up his weakened body, he gently draped a thin blanket over the child.
Ye Yuan was highly alert and immediately woke up, lifting his head and blinking his water-clear, sleepy eyes—his gaze locking directly with Jun’s. Third Young Master Jun’s hand froze awkwardly in midair.
He coughed lightly, feigning indifference, and withdrew his hand.
"Kid, why didn’t you go back to sleep? If people saw you like this, they’d think I was mistreating you. If you get sick, don’t blame me for it," Third Young Master Jun said stiffly, his tone unyielding.
This brat was always in the habit of opposing him.
Their usual interactions consisted of constant bickering and unyielding friction—neither willing to show kindness first.
The boy had always held grudges against him, so seeing Ye Yuan staying by his side to watch over him warmed his heart. But when it came to speaking, he still couldn’t swallow his pride.
