Endora's eyes, once ablaze with jealousy and defiance upon hearing Cato's words, suddenly dimmed into a quiet resolve.
She slowly absorbed his suggestion, grabbing her father's smartphone with a cold, bitter laugh. "Dad, Elaine's got the brains, doesn't she? If we can't destroy the paternity test, we'll just destroy the evidence... and the people involved! Let's see how Parker tries to prove his daughter's existence then. Whitney and Tiana, those two snakes, think they can pin this on me and have Parker come after me in a fury? And if Winston finds out the truth, given his temper, he'd wipe our family off the map... We can't let it come to that. We have to erase all traces!"
Cato jolted, finally understanding the gravity of the situation with a shiver of fear. "But, this... this is..."
"No child, no wolf," Endora cut in sharply, her gaze turning icy and manic. "You and Elaine handle this. It's time for a diversion... They must have no proof left to stand against us."
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Whitney's brow furrowed in concern as she drove to the end of the road leading to Sea Bay.
The gloomy blue waters of Sea Bay bordered a solitary, elegant two-story villa perched near a cliff – undoubtedly a sign of wealth, likely one of Parker's private retreats. And Tiana must be there...
Parking her car swiftly, Whitney barely stepped out when she noticed the villa's approach was blocked by several vehicles.
A helicopter circled above, belonging to the Doonan family, as their bodyguards descended.
Nearby, Winston's Bentley stood with its doors wide open and two armed men in black guarding it. The sight of their guns made Whitney's heart skip a beat.
What was Winston planning? It looked like he was seriously enraged.
No... Concerned for Tiana's safety, Whitney sprinted towards the villa.
At the entrance, she could see Winston, furious and imposing, pointing his cane at two figures inside, confronting Parker, "I gave you half an hour, Parker. Have you made your decision? Hand her over and go home!"
"Father, I will not hand her over."
"You fool!" Winston roared, his face purpling with rage. "Are you forcing my hand?"
"Don't force me either!" Parker stood at the doorway, half his face in shadow, his expression a mix of icy determination and defiance.
Respect for his father, a man who had survived through violence and bloodshed, was evident, but Parker's grip on Tiana tightened, refusing to let her go. Never.
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