It was nine in the evening. J was anxious the whole day without eating anything. The fear of her name popping out anywhere was slowly eating her sanity. If notizens, she doubted if Alvin would ask somebody to do it.


    Wilson made arrangements for his n, putting on a troubled expression as soon as he reached the penthouse. He needs to trick J and make her believe in his words. So he prepared himself to face her as entered the penthouse.


    "Mr. Wilson..." The maid''s voice trailed looking at Wilson over a call. She was worried for J. So she wanted to report to him that J hadn''t eaten anything and didn''t step out of the bedroom.


    But the words stuck in her throat looking at the frowns, and anxiety on Wilson''s face while speaking on the mobile. She had seen Elder Collins leave in displeasure, J getting angry at ire, and Wilson returning in displeasure.


    What was happening in the Wilson family?


    She closed the door and tried to follow Wilson, persistent in informing him about J.


    Wilson sensed the maid''s attention on him as he spoke in concern and also anger, "How could he just act on his ord? Shouldn''t he ask J''s opinion? Just because he has money, doesn''t give him the right to do anything."


    He gave a pause to pretend like he was listening to the other end. Then he was enraged, "What the f**k do you mean by force? I won''t let him take J anywhere against her consent."


    Then he hung up the call and pretended to be noticing his maid. He looked shocked and stuttered, "You may leave for today." He noticed the maid in confusion. He achieved his aim by letting her know a person was going to force J and take her away.


    The maid was confused about who Wilson was talking about, other than guessing a man was troubling J. She tried to shake off her thought and numerous questions about it and reported, "Mr. Wilson. Madam is stressed out. She hasn''t eaten anything for the whole day."


    Wilson wasn''t surprised by it. J was afraid of losing everything in the entertainment Industry after the revtion of her secret. She wished to be known in the Industry as a legend without any stains and be dedicated to her work till the hoary.


    However, J being a legend in the Entertainment industry gets him nothing but the tag of ''J''s husband.'' She won''t be able to earn like in the past as she wasn''t being cast much due to her age.


    So why not use her first son who is a billionaire?


    Wilson had tried to get close to Alvin in an affectionate way but Alvin didn''t appreciate it. Now the only choice he was left with was to force his way under Alvin''s umbre and gain the advantages of Alvin''s money and Alvin''s name.


    Well, he also wanted to have his connection in the public administration sector by using Anya''s identity. Why waste Anya''s connection?


    ''She won''t die if she doesn''t eat a day.'' Was on the tips of Wilson''s tongue but he pretended to be a caring husband. "Oh, J..." He sadly mumbled, just enough to reach the maid''s ears.


    Then he faced her and instructed in a weary voice, "Serve her dinner. I will bring her food."


    When the maid went towards the kitchen, he also followed her. He grabbed a ss and poured water into the ss and ced it in the tray. He picked a spoon, fork, and serviette and ced them next to the bowl of sd.


    He picked up the tray while the maid had a faint smile watching him. "You may rest for the day." He said and went upstairs.


    ....


    J''s eyes widened at the sight of her husband. There was desperation to hear he handles everything and nobody will speak about her.


    Nevertheless, Wilson breathed a long sigh looking exhausted and helpless. "Why haven''t you eaten anything, J?"


    J ignored his words and the food next to her. All she cared about was her image and career, "Did you find a solution? What did the CEO say? Did you meet Anya?..."<novelnext></novelnext>


    The questions were unstoppable. Wilson didn''t get irritated. He patiently sat there and even tried to feed her. Anyway, J pushed his hand away and desperately looked at him forgetting he had tried to use Alvin for his business.


    He started his nest of lies, "J, I tried to meet Alvin and Anya. But you know how they are." He breathed a deep sigh watching J lose her hope.


    He tried to break her more, "I met your manager and the CEO." He hesitated to continue and shifted ufortably on the bed.


    J didn''t have the patience. So she pleaded with him, "What did they say?" The helplessness was obvious in her tone.


    Wilson shook his head with another sigh. "Your manager is adamant about holding a press conference to speak about your rtionship with Alvin."


    The panic on J''s face was getting more and more obvious. Wilson tried to suppress her so that she would be hopeless and blindly follow his n. "The CEO only bothers about thepany and says you aren''t... Youngblood anymore."


    He ran his finger through his hair trying his best to look frustrated, "They don''t care about you or your choice, J."


    Although Wilson used to take care of her, J didn''t focus on the details of how he was getting involved in her trouble. He never bothered anything in the past saying ire will handle everything.


    She didn''t notice he was acting in front of her. Her shoulders cked as her moist eyes pooled in no time. Tears slowly rolled down her eyes as the image of her fans shouting at her, calling her names, and attacking her reyed in her.


    Wilson hid his wicked smile watching the tears flowing nonstop. He rubbed her arms waiting for her to cry aloud or ask him if he could do something.


    However, J silently cried. She was overwhelmed with her thoughts of the worst scenarios and started feeling dizzy.


    Wilson, who waited for her to react, shook her arms and snapped at her, "J!!"


    J jerked and burst into tears, "Everything is finished. My career, my hard work, my image, the stardom... Everything is over. Why is this happening to me? Why can''t he just leave me alone? Couldn''t he just be happy that I gave birth to him? Why?..."


    Wilson had no idea what happened in the night and how she didn''t in the morning. He waited for her until she begged him in the end, "Do something? Get me out of this? Please..."


    Wilson pretended to be in thought and started to console her by repeating, "I will do something. Stop crying. I will think of something..."


    J continued to cry until Wilson suddenly made her face him with determined eyes, "J... If you disappear Alvin wouldn''t be able to bring up your name."


    ''Disappear?'' J stopped crying and looked confused.


    Wilson tried to exin. "If you suddenly disappear, I will hype up as if you are missing.


    I will get some people to call you a mother and prove that they are mentally challenged. In this situation, Alvin wouldn''t dare to bring up your name for fear of being aughingstock.


    People will pray for your safety. They wouldn''t give ear to baseless rumors even if somebody randomly speaks it."


    In reality, his actual n was entirely different.