“Iris, what happened?” Samuel immediately caught Iris, who swayed and seemed she might fall at any moment. He took off his coat and draped it over her. Then, he held her protectively in his arms and asked, “Why are you still at Zouk Lounge?” He’d arranged to meet Iris there. But after sending her away, he’d gone to Sebastian’s room and had a couple of drinks. He’d never expected to run into such a scene. Samuel coldly ordered, “Logan, clear the scene! Make sure nothing about tonight gets out!” “Got it!” His assistant, Logan Lowe, obeyed. Nestling in Samuel’s arms, Iris shot Kylie a smug, provocative smile before putting on a pitiful expression. “Kylie asked to meet. She said she regretted everything as marrying a man who doesn’t love her will never bring her happiness. She wanted to step aside for us, but I never thought… She’d try to ruin me. She even took pictures to blackmail me…” As Samuel listened, his eyes grew darker. Kylie was stunned by Iris’ words. It was Iris who’d been fooling around with another man, yet now she twisted the truth. Sensing Samuel’s growing anger, Kylie suppressed her shock and nervousness. Then, she calmly said, “It’s not like what you think, Mr. Vance. You can investigate. I was just…” “Shut up!” Samuel’s sharp voice cut her off. “I trusted you so much, Kylie. I begged Mom and Dad to take you to the Vance residence and came here to see you full of hope. How could you do this to me?” Iris continued sobbing pitifully. Then, she looked up at Samuel with teary eyes. “Samuel, I just drank the cocktail she ordered. You can have it tested, and everything will clear up.” “M-Mr. Vance, i-it was her! She paid me to do this!” Scott suddenly pointed at Kylie as his voice trembled with nervousness. The two worked together to play their parts seamlessly. “Fuck! How dare you touch my woman!” Samuel’s eyes swept over the disheveled Scott. Fury surged through him, and he kicked Scott so hard in the stomach to send him flying. Then, his cold gaze landed on Kylie. “Logan, do as she said.” “Got it.” Logan immediately took the two glasses of cocktails away for testing. Kylie’s heart pounded, and she felt a chill all over. Samuel was convinced Iris was the girl from years ago. Now, he treasured and adored her greatly. It seemed he wasn’t as cold and heartless as the rumors claimed. All his gentleness was probably meant for Iris, who enjoyed everything that should have belonged to Kylie—her parents and Samuel. Yet, Iris wasn’t cherishing any of it. As the thought crossed Kylie’s mind, she felt a mix of emotions, and her heart ached with every beat. Logan soon returned with the test results, and his expression was grim. “The results are out, Mr. Vance.” Samuel took the report and read it, frowning. His thin lips pressed into a tight line as he radiated a dangerous air. Iris had drunk a glass of Hanky Panky, a cocktail known for heightening sensation and stirring deep intoxications. Kylie noticed the change in his expression and immediately understood everything. In his eyes, she was now nothing but a scheming woman who used underhanded tactics to force a marriage. She understood that no amount of explanation mattered if Samuel didn’t trust her, so she didn’t bother defending herself and waited for Samuel to make his next move. His eyes were cold as he ordered, “Logan, take her to Hythe Villa and keep a close watch on her!” “Got it!” Logan replied. Then, he turned to Kylie with a look of disdain and said, “This way please, Ms. Clark.” Kylie turned to leave as Iris’ voice came from behind her. “You’re letting her stay at Hythe Villa? Isn’t that too dangerous? What if she tries these despicable tricks on you?” “Don’t worry. I’ll handle this and give you an answer. Let me take you to the hospital now,” he reassured her in a domineering yet gentle tone. With that, he lifted Iris into his arms and strode out of Zouk Lounge. … In the car, Iris leaned against Samuel’s chest and sobbed softly. “You promised to marry her if she cures Grandpa. Why would she still do something that despicable? Could it be…” Samuel raised an eyebrow and looked down at her in his arms. She nervously continued, “Could it be that she isn’t confident in curing Grandpa, so she’s resorting to these tactics? If her medical skills are lacking, wouldn’t Grandpa be in danger?” “Don’t worry, I won’t let her act recklessly.” Samuel comforted Iris and tightened his hold around her. “This incident was my fault, and I didn’t take good care of you. I’ll have Logan arrange for someone to protect you. If…” He paused mid-sentence. “If she does cure Grandpa, you’ll still marry her, won’t you?” Iris finished his unspoken words. “Yes.” Samuel confirmed. It was an agreement they’d made, and he always kept his word. Iris hurriedly said, “I don’t care who Mrs. Vance is, and you’re all I care about. The fact that I’m important to you is enough for me.” Samuel’s eyes darkened slightly as he felt he was letting Iris down. He pulled a black-platinum card from his wallet and handed it to her. “Grandpa is ill, so I might not have much time for you. If you need anything, buy it yourself.” Iris’ eyes lit up at the sight of the black-platinum card, but she feigned reluctance. “I don’t need it. I have…” “Take it. What’s yours is yours. This is from me,” Samuel said firmly. His tone was both domineering and gentle. Iris was elated. She took the black-platinum card and leaned into his chest. “You treat me so well, Samuel.” Then, she gritted her teeth in hatred and muttered to herself, “I won’t let you have your way, Kylie. Samuel loves me, and I’m the only one who can marry him!” … Logan drove Kylie to Hythe Villa, and Jim greeted them at the door. Logan instructed, “Keep a close watch on her, Jim. She must not leave Hythe Villa before Mr. Vance returns.” “Understood.” Jim nodded. Kylie changed into house slippers and apologized to Jim. “I left in a hurry and hadn’t had time to inform you, Jim. I’m sorry for causing trouble again.” Jim smiled warmly. “It’s no trouble, but I advise you not to go against Mr. Vance. The doctor said you have low blood sugar, so I had the kitchen warm a glass of honey. Drink it before you sleep.” “Thank you, Jim.” Kylie’s heart warmed as she followed Jim to the kitchen. … Late at night, Kylie lay in bed with her mind a mess. She could barely sleep. It was past 2:00 am. Samuel was with Iris, and he probably wouldn’t return tonight. She figured she could avoid him for one night, but wondered what would await her tomorrow. Just as she was lost in thought, footsteps sounded outside her door. Kylie’s heart missed a beat. Speak of the devil, huh? There was a furious knock. A man’s low, dangerous voice like that of a devil’s commanded, “Open the door!”