From the kitchen, the smell of fried eggs drifted into the air.
Lucas stood at the stove, frying eggs. Lily slipped behind him, gently wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested her cheek on his back with a sweet smile.
The moment she saw me, she let go and took a step back, putting on a delicate expression. “Sister-in-law, I have a headache. Can Lucas get my hat for me?”
Without a word, Lucas turned around and headed upstairs.
As soon as he disappeared, the softness on Lily’s face vanished. She approached me, her red lips curling into a smug smile.
“Lucas said that the bastard in your belly should’ve never been kept.”
My eyes snapped up, fingers trembling.
She gave a mocking smile and leaned in. “Do you know the Carter family? They’re backing me.”
She paused, watching my face change.
“If the Carters so much as lift a finger, Beijing will shake. What can you use to fight me?”
My fists clenched.
The Carter family—an elite lineage with over a century of power—held influence over half the country’s economy. Even the mighty Turner family was insignificant in comparison. In front of the Carter's, everyone else was dust.