Matthew's eyes grew cold. “Everything of the Phillips family is mine.

Maybe, just maybe, if she plays nice, she'll get scraps. Otherwise, she'll be left with nothing."

Their conversation was interrupted by clamor outside. Moments later, a group led by the notorious gangster, Ricardo Curry, barged in.

Ricardo, infamous for his brazen behavior and disdain for respect, confronted Matthew. “Why haven't you moved out of my house?"

Aghast, Matthew retorted, "Your joke's in poor taste. This is my residence."

Nonchalantly, Ricardo flashed a property deed. "Didn't you hear? Your daughter's sold the house."

The revelation left the Phillips family speechless.

"She had no right!" Matthew barely contained his fury.

Cutting him off, Ricardo announced, "Mr. Phillips, I'm not here to chat. You've got ten minutes. I need to spruce up my place."

Matthew quickly grasped the gravity of the situation. Taking on Ricardo was not an option.

Who could've imagined Lilah would make such a move?

The house that had sheltered them for ages was no longer theirs.

Adaline, her voice shaky, murmured, “Dad, are we really leaving?"

With a resigned sigh, Matthew replied, “Yes, we have to."

Ricardo was an adversary he didn't want to cross. Lilah had chosen her buyer well.

Hastily, the Phillips family gathered their belongings and vacated the villa. As they retreated, they saw Ricardo claim their ancestral home.

Pausing at the entrance, Ricardo, with a smirk and a lit cigarette in hand, taunted, “Mr. Phillips, you've really got your priorities skewed. Mark my words, you'll rue this."

Matthew shot back, "Your unsolicited advice isn't needed!"

Thankfully, their cars were still in the garage. They headed to a hotel.

Adaline grappled with her anger and bewilderment. How could Lilah just sell the house they'd cherished for so many years?

A thought crossed her mind. Lilah had joined Aurora Jewelers, hadn't she?

A smug smile formed as Adaline dialed Aurora Jewelers.

Inside Aurora Jewelers, the team was deeply engrossed in the Hughes family's order when Nevaeh's phone rang, puzzling her.

"May I ask who's calling?"