He quickly dialed another number, instructing his men to keep up the pressure on Darwin. Leonel was determined that Darwin, in his financial ruin, wouldn't have the last laugh.

In a move of calculated cruelty, Leonel had once arranged for Serenity to be with Darwin, under the influence of alcohol.

Now, Serenity stayed with Darwin, who toiled as a laborer to support her. Their life was a struggle.

Marcus had called Leonel mad.

Leonel couldn't deny it. His obsession with Alexis had driven him to the edge of sanity.

But Alexis wouldn't return to him.

Now finally back, she showed no intention of reuniting with Leonel, instead choosing to be with Calvin and allowing Evelyn to grow close to him almost as if he had been her real father.

In a fit of rage, Leonel swept the items on the wash basin to the floor.

A janitor approached, drawn by the noise.

Leonel hastily wrote a check, placing it on the basin. "This is for the trouble," he muttered.

After he left, the janitor picked up the check, astonished at the amount.

One million dollars.

She couldn't help but mutter, “Rich people are all mad."

In a black limousine, Evelyn rested on Calvin's lap, her head tilted in sleep. Calvin gently stroked her soft locks, and then turned to Alexis.

Alexis had been silent since entering the car.

Calvin smiled slightly. "Does seeing Leonel still affect you?"

Alexis met his gaze and shook her head. “How could it?"

Calvin looked down at Evelyn's peaceful face, his voice softer as he kissed her forehead. "I worry you might waver. They say a man leaves a lasting mark on a woman. I fear for you, Alexis. That you might not emerge unscathed."

“I won't let that happen," Alexis affirmed, gazing at Evelyn. “I wouldn't even have come back and met him again, if it weren't for Evelyn's sake."

Calvin remained silent, covering Evelyn with a blanket and patting her back gently.