Imogen and Thane exchanged a nce, and in that moment, a shadow crossed Imogen''s eyes.


    "Could it be because of Urs?"


    Yorick and Thane both fell silent, their gazes turning toward Imogen.


    Yorick''s expression hardened significantly.


    "If I''m not mistaken," Imogen continued, "the heir to the Lugar family and Urs arrived in Portis City one after the other."


    Urs hadn''t been in Portis City long before the Lugar heir made his appearance. Could there really be a connection between the two?


    Yorick''s face tightened at the suggestion.


    Thane looked at him, barely concealing his disapproval.


    Yorick blurted out defensively, "Urs has nothing to do with this."


    "Shut it!"


    Thane''s cold re silenced him immediately.


    Yorick attempted to continue, "It really has nothing to do with Urs..."


    "Go, get in touch with that assistant," Thane said, cutting him off.


    Imogen''s reminder had made him consider the possibility of Urs being involved in this whole affair. The Larkin family seemed to have nurtured a genuine femme fatale, and a doomed one at that. Turning to the butler, he said, "Tell him I''ll personally deliver Urs."


    The butler nodded. "Yes, sir."


    "Dad!" Yorick was frantic.


    Thane didn''t want to argue with Yorick any further, giving him a cold, warning look before heading upstairs.


    Yorick impulsively followed, but Imogen stopped him. "If you care about Urs''s well-being, you''d best stay out of it."


    It was a critical moment for the Quarry family, a matter of life and death, so to speak. They would never have epted Urs in the first ce.


    Yorick had grown too close to hertely, and Imogen was on the brink of exploding.


    Now, with Thane stepping in like this, if it really was rted to Urs, it was time to sever tiespletely.


    Imogen, holding her poodle, also turned to head upstairs.


    Yorick called out, "Mom."


    Imogen paused, turning back to Yorick. "Rick, he now holds our most fatal weakness."


    The implication was clear; they couldn''t afford to offend him.


    "What if it has nothing to do with Urs?" Yorick was desperate.


    Imogen didn''t respond, seemingly too tired to engage further, and walked away with her dog.


    In frustration, Yorick kicked the coffee table, only to hear a ''crack'', followed by a sharp pain in his shin.


    ...


    Ste hadn''t eaten much for dinner.


    By 10:30 PM, she was tossing and turning in bed, too hungry to sleep.


    Finally, she crept downstairs, hoping to find something to eat in the kitchen.


    Unexpectedly, Ronald was in the living room.


    Idris was there too.


    "I just got a call from Thane''s butler," Idris was saying. "He said they''re nning to deliver Urs to you."


    Ste was halfway down the stairs when she heard this and nearly lost her footing, sliding down two steps. Had she not grabbed the railing in time, she would''ve fallen. Hearing the noise, Ronald turned and saw Ste clutching the railing in terror.


    His gaze darkened as he set aside hisptop and walked over to her. He scooped her up effortlessly. "How old are you, still tripping over your own feet?" Ste pouted.


    Idris''s words had been too shocking.


    What were they thinking, delivering Urs to Ronald like that?


    Were they after something of Ronald''s, using a beauty to sneak their way in?


    But to send someone ailing? What were they thinking?