Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

disrupt Alisa's wedding.

The thought of Leonard reconciling with Amelia and using me to build his image only fueled my anger. He knew I was "dead", and he had given up on finding me, yet here he was, pretending to be the heartbroken lover. It was infuriating, especially when he chose to I couldn't take it anymore. After thinking it over, I decided to call Crystal.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"Ms. Bossy, why are you calling now?" she answered, her tone confused.

"Turn on the video call. I'm a little worried," I said, trying to hide my unease.

Crystal hesitated but eventually turned on the video. However, she repeatedly warned me not to appear on camera.

I held the phone at an angle, ensuring my face remained hidden while I focused entirely on watching what was happening at the wedding.

Crystal muttered softly, "Leonard really wasted his talent not going into acting. Look at the tears in his eyes. He walked in crying, and if I didn't know who he was, I'd almost be moved."

Sure enough, through the shaky camera, I could see Leonard pleading for answers. He was desperate to know where I was.

"Alisa, please. I know she's not dead. She definitely attended your wedding. Please, just let me see her."

Holding a child in her arms, Amelia stood silently in the crowd, watching him with a cold, detached gaze. I couldn't help but admire them sometimes. These two people were perfectly matched, each with a knack for drama and knowing when to strike.

But the Pope family wasn't to be trifled with. Soon, someone stepped forward to deal with Leonard. A middle-aged woman who looked strikingly similar to Julian walked up to him.

"Mr. Harmon, today is my son's wedding. Why are you making a scene like this?"

She turned to look at Alisa. "Julian, I told you before. You shouldn't be marrying someone with such a background. Look at this wedding. It's a mess."

I was taken aback by how Mrs. Pope was handling things. But thankfully, Julian continued to protect Alisa, which gave me a bit of reassurance.

Crystal whispered to me again, "The

Pope family isn't to be

underestimated. You can see for yourself just how stern Julian's

mother is. But your cousin isn't net

someone others can mess with

either. I think she's about to explode."

"Crystal, are the patent transfer documents I asked you for ready?" I asked. Crystal paused for a moment before responding, "Yeah. I have them in my bag." "Find a chance to give them to Alisa later. Don't let the Pope family look down on her."

I knew that had little value, but my patents were different. Not only did they generate steady royalties every year, but if anyone else wanted to use them, they'd have to think twice about Alisa's position.

Crystal understood immediately and gave me an "OK" sign in front of the camera.

I knew the Pope family was about to shift focus, especially with their success on the Manovia project.

They wouldn't let that momentumet

go easily. The Green family had always been involved in similar work, and needed to support Alisa to ensure she could stand strong in her new family.

As the camera shook violently again, I lost interest in watching the live stream.

"Crystal, let's hang up. Let me know once everything's done," I said, feeling the weight of the situation.

After ending the call, I felt a heavy sense of oppression. But then I remembered Alisa wasn't someone to be taken advantage of, and I felt a little lighter. Considering how she and Julian had sharp tongues, I doubted Mrs. Pope would get away with anything. I was confident Alisa would hold her ground. Once the wedding ceremony wrapped up, Zack quickly sent me several photos.

"Everything's been taken care of. The wedding was perfect, so don't worry," he assured me.

I smiled as I looked at the photos that showed Alisa's and Julian's radiant smiles as colorful ribbons fell between them. A mischievous guest had clearly surprised them with a party popper. Though I couldn't be there in person, knowing Alisa was happy was enough for me.