Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Byron picked up his phone with a sneer. “Have you thought about it? If you’re done poul 1. get back hera
“Byron, nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Sylvia’s voice came through, calm and steady. Tl be at the county clerk’s office. Let’s get this dishe
She hung up without another word
Lana’s temper flared. She slammed her hand on the table. “You hear that? We give her a little stack, and the walks all over usi Dyce Who does she think she’s fooling?”
“Mom, don’t bother,” Byron said, a cold smirk tugging at his lips.
Then he added, “She thinks I won’t call her bluff? E
I’ll meet her at the clerk’s office tornarrow and see how the wraps up this stun
No one took Sylvia’s divorce talk seriously, Just another one of her outbursts.
The next morning. Sylvia showed up at the county clerk’s office right on time.
She wore plain jeans and a white button up, her hair pulled back loosely. Nothing flashy, but she looked fresh, like a cool brace you couldn’t ignore.
“You sure about this?” Byron asked.
He stepped out of his Maybach, his sharp features twisted with mockery while he looked at
“pretentious” woman.
“Save it.” Sylvia Said, grabbing her ID from her bag. She walked into the clerk’s office without looking back.
Byron’s annoyance spiked. She couldn’t believe she was keeping up this act till now. He followed her inside, steaming
The divorce agreement was ready. All they had to do was sign and file.
The clerk said, flat and routine. “Take your copies of the agreement. Come back in three months to pick up the divorce certificate after you’re done with
the court.”
Byron’s face stayed icy, like a winter storm. He’d been waiting for Sylvia to cave, to back off. But she didn’t. She went through with it.
“You’ll regret this, Sylvia,” he growled, his eyes flashing with warning.
“Byron, drop the tough guy routine,” she fired back. “Let’s see if I’m the one crying over you.”
With that, she jumped into a cab and was gone.
Ditching this jerk would add years to her life. She knew she deserved better and should’ve dumped Byron ages ago,
Now, she had big plans for her new life. As for that toxic family? She wasn’t their psychiatrist or something. They could stay out of her way.
Byron stood there, eyes narrowed, watching her cab vanish. Veing popped on his clenched fists, his face dark enough
scare off a storm.
Time flew by. Three years passed
In the middle of the night, Edward Blair, the family patriarch, had a massive heart attack. The family rushed him to the hospital in a frenzy “Dr. Groove, how’s my grandfather?” Byron stormed into the hospital director’s office
Three years had changed him. The brash young man was gone, replaced by a sharp, commanding figure. But now, his eyes blazed with worry. Cedric Groove was a top expert and head of the elite private hospital. He wiped sweat from his forehead, replying. “Edward’s heart is badly damaged.
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This surgery no one in the country can pull it oft
Byron’s face turned cold, like ice settling in “Then what’s the plan?”
Liana, frantic, cut in. “If no and here cais do it, send him overseas! Get the best doctor”
Cedric sighed heavily, his lace grim. “This procedure’s foo complicated. Even overseas experts might not be able to help
His words landed like a death sentence
The Blairs‘ faces went pale, Edward had built their empire from nothing. They couldn’t just watch him fade away.
“Mr. Blain, don’t give up yet,” Cedric said, a sudden idea sparking. 1can call my master. Maybe she’ll come back to save Edward.”
Liana’s eyes lit up, grasping at the hope. “Your master? She must be incredible!”
She grabbed Cedric’s arm, her voice desperate. “Name the price. Just get her here”
Byron gave a sharp nod. “Dr. Groove, money’s no issue, Whatever it takes to save my grandfather.”
Cedric let out a heavy sigh, his face lined with doubt. “I’ll try… but I’ve asked her to come back before, and she’s always said no. It’s not about the money.
He grabbed his phone and stepped out of the office. After a long, tense call in the hallway, he came back, his face bright with excitement. “She said…. she’s coming!”
The Blairs let out a collective breath. Edward was stable for now, but the expert was eight hours away by plane.
No one could promise he’d hold on, and their nerves stayed on edge.
Edward’s life hung in the balance inside, and all their hopes rested on Cedric’s mysterious “master.”
Byron’s brows were furrowed, his sharp eyes scanning the hallway. Then, two people appeared–one tall, one small.
Byron’s gaze snapped to them. It was Sylvia.
Three years since their divorce, and they hadn’t seen each other once.
Sylvia wore a sharp blue dress, her presence cool and commanding, nothing like the quiet woman she used to be.
“Mom, I’m hungry!” A Ettle girl beside Sylvia whined in a sweet, lilting voice, her big, bright eyes blinking up cutely.
to the girl with a gentle smile. “Ruby, be good, When I’m done, we’ll get something tasty, okay?”
Sylvia pulled a bottle from her bag and handed it to
“Thanks, Mom!” Ruby’s face lit up, her smile pure sunshine.
Byron’s jaw tightened, his expression darkening. Three years, and Sylvia had remarried and had a kid.
Sylvia looked up, catching sight of the Blairs. Her face flickered for a moment before settling back into calm indifference. She wasn’t here for ther
was here to save a life.
“Sylvia, what are you doing here?” Lians stormed forward, eyes flashing
She yelled fiercely. “You’ve been gone three years, and now you show up? Let me be clear: you divorced Byron, so don’t even think about weaseling back into this family!”
Sylvia’s lips curled into a sharp, mocking smile. “No worries, ma’am. I don’t take back trash I’ve already tossed.”
“You…” Liana’s face turned red with fury, her whole body shaking. “You little punk! Three years, and you’ve gotten cocky!”
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“Who’s that?” Byron asked, his voice low and sharp His piercing eyes flicked to the girl bude Syria, digging for answers.
“My daughter,” Sylvin said, lifting Ruby into her arms, her gaze softening with warmth and protectiveness.
“Mom, who are they?” Ruby asked, her voice shaky as she glanced at the Mairs. “They look to meant she hid her face in Sylvia’s neck
Sylvia rubbed Ruby’s back gently. “Don’t be afraid, Ruby. When your daddy gets here, he’ll keep you safe”
Her words were a direct jab at Byron, and he stiffened. The hit landed hard.
He knew he’d been careful about protection back then Ruby couldn’t be his,
