---- luxury car and my bulky bodyguards. Tara instinctively made way for me when I entered the villa in an intimidating manner. I waved my hand softly, and the bodyguard carried Emma out of the bedroom. I hadn't yet decided how to handle Emma, but one thing was certain: I'd never let Preston have her. I had carried her for ten long months and brought her into this world-she was mine. I missed the calculating gleam in Preston's eyes. He believed that he could use Emma to sway me. Suddenly, he lunged, reaching to snatch her from the bodyguard's hold. But the bodyguard sidestepped, dodging Preston's attempt. "Jeanine, I could divorce Tara and marry you. We could raise Emma together. It's no easy feat for a woman to manage a massive entity like Harlan Group. Why don't you leave the company matters to me and enjoy your life as a housewife?" ---- An unsettling glimmer in his eyes told me he already believed Harlan Group was within his grasp. Dream on! I watched him in amusement. Then, I purred, " Oh, really? How nice of you to relieve me of sucha burden." His smile deepened. He scrambled forward eagerly to hold my hand, but I kicked him away. "But Preston Whitmore, I've had a change of heart..." "Jeanine, I have always loved you!" Sighing, I said, ''I shouldn't call the police. Calling the police is merciful to you. I'm sure you've heard of Harlan Group's lore, haven't you?" His eyes widened in horror. As a female CEO, I had not only managed my long- standing shareholders with my sharp business acumen, but I ruled through fear as well. ---- Rumors had it that I owned a team of bodyguards -a group of daredevils who would stop at nothing to fulfill my orders. Right after that, my bodyguard took a step forward and lifted both Preston and Tara off the ground like he was holding two chickens. I declared, "You'll pay double for the humiliation you tried to put me through today."