Chapter 1: The Mysterious Tycoon's Life-Saver?!

She crawled out of bed, her body marked with traces.

Not daring to look at the man on the bed, Ellie Doyle clutched her clothes and hurriedly fled the hotel.

Six months later.

"Elder Hayes is awake!"

Several voices emanated from a hospital under stringent guard.

That distinguished figure, watched anxiously by all, slowly opened his eyes.

Inside the hospital room.

A few figures immediately became agitated. "Elder Hayes! You've been in a coma for six months and have finally awakened!"

Although the man was extremely weak, his voice remained commanding and powerful. On that handsome face, akin to a deity's, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Send out the order, the woman who was in my room that night must be found; she is my lifesaver."

After issuing this command, the man once again slipped into unconsciousness.

That very afternoon.

A search warrant issued from Yanford swiftly alarmed the entire Cathaysia!

Immediately, numerous tycoons within Cathaysia crazily joined the search.

They were well aware.

The person issuing this order was truly a top-tier big shot they could never connect with in their lifetimes!

No one wanted to miss this chance to soar to the heavens with a single bound.

In Sea City.

This city, where heavy snowfall was rare, was experiencing an unusually great snow this year.

Amid the swirling flakes.

Inside a villa's gate.

Henry Doyle cheerfully showed a photo of a seventy-year-old man to the six-month pregnant Ellie Doyle. "It's your good fortune that Elder King fancies you! Regarding the bastard in your belly, go get rid of it today, and by next week, you can live in Elder King's household as his concubine!"

"When the time comes, you had better take good care of Elder King! Whether our family can rise to prominence depends entirely on you!"

Ellie Doyle stared at the photo of the old man with a pale face, yet her six-month pregnant belly didn't make her appear fat.

Her emaciated body seemed as if it could collapse at any moment due to chronic malnourishment causing low blood sugar.

She had never imagined.

That her father, with whom she had lived for nineteen years, would actually hand her over to an old man on the brink of death.

Nineteen years, even if one raised a dog, there should be some affection.

Let alone, this was her biological father!

She clenched the photo tightly, her fingernails nearly embedding into her palm.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she disappointingly raised her head to look at Henry Doyle. "Dad, this is the last time I'll call you 'dad.'"

With determination, she tore the photo to shreds.

Her eyes, red with anger, stared at Henry Doyle. "From now on, I, Ellie Doyle, will have no relation to the Doyle Family!"

She turned to leave.

Behind her, the smile on Henry Doyle's face had vanished. He violently grabbed her wrist, his voice turning sinister. "Do you think you can just say you have no relation to the Doyle Family and that's it? Even if you die, you are still my daughter, Henry Doyle! Whoever I say you should follow, you will follow!"

"Today, you must abort that bastard in your belly no matter what!"

Angered by the malice on Henry Doyle's face, Ellie tried to struggle through her tears. "Henry Doyle, let go of me or I'll call the police!"

Slap!

A vicious slap landed across Ellie Doyle's face.

Her clumsy pregnant body lost its balance and tumbled to the ground.

Immediately after, a heart-wrenching pain emanated from her lower abdomen.

She clutched her belly, trying to stand up again.

But Henry Doyle's hand was already pulling her hair down.

Then came another kick...

"You little wretch, just as cheap as your dead mother. If not for the bastard in your belly, the King Family might have offered us a dowry of over a million! You loss-making goods! Why can't you be grateful at all!!!"

As she was nearly fainting from the pain.

She heard panicked footsteps outside the villa.

Several servants rushed in, flustered. "Master, this is bad! Suddenly a group of people in riot gear have surrounded our yard!"