First, their business had been ruthlessly suppressed by competitors.
Then, Luka had been hit with consecutive investigations by the authorities because of Ansel.
The Morales family's stock had plummeted continuously, pushing them to the brink of bankruptcy.
The Mr. Warren that Isla kept bringing up was the wealthiest tycoon in Bayside City.
Despite his advanced age, Mr. Warren still had a restless, wandering eye.
Anya had previously attended a banquet with a classmate, where the beauty-obsessed Mr. Warren had spotted her.
After pulling some strings, Mr. Warren approached Luka with the proposal to make Anya his wife.
Mr. Warren's first wife had passed away forty years ago.
He had since married three more times, all ending in divorce for various reasons.
Standing before Luka, Mr. Warren had proudly declared that he was currently single.
He promised that if Luka was willing to give him his beautiful daughter, he would provide the funding to save the Morales family from their current crisis.
Faced with absolute profit, there was no way Luka would refuse.
Thus, he used his marriage to blackmail Isla: convince Anya to marry Mr. Warren, and Isla could remain Mrs. Morales.
Otherwise, a divorce agreement would immediately kick her out to the streets.
Anya laughed bitterly at her mother's proposition.
"Mom, wake up. Do you even remember the last time your husband came home?"
The Morales family was now nothing but an empty shell, and even most of the servants had been dismissed.
Luka had long since set up a home with his mistress.
They even had a son, living happily as a family of three.
Under these circumstances, Isla was still dreaming of staying on as Luka's wife.
It was both pathetic and laughable.
Isla screamed in retaliation.
Given the late hour, it was impossible to hail a cab, and her phone had died at the worst possible moment.
Dragging her luggage, she finally stumbled upon a cheap motel and secured a temporary place to stay.
After charging her phone, Natalia immediately started calling Anya for help.
She never expected Anya to have a habit of turning her phone off at night.
It wasn't until dawn that the call finally went through.
But Anya refused to pick up, callously hanging up every single time.
After dozens of rejected calls, Anya simply turned her phone off entirely.
On the other end of the line, Natalia was practically losing her mind.
If this wasn't her only phone, she would have smashed it against the wall.
Realizing she couldn't rely on Anya and with nowhere else to turn, Natalia finally played her last trump card.

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