Cole burst out laughing. When the hell did Neal take this video? It was simply awesome. He laughed so much that his stomach hurt and he was rolling on his bed. He pumped a fist in the air. Excited like a quokka, Cole messaged Neal and thanked him for showing support. His sister's reputation was safe.

Neal replied back saying he was just doing his duty.

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Cole went back to his computer again to look at the remarks that were still pouring in. The comments that were so nasty a day before, turned just the opposite. They were still mean, but this time it was Lily Wyatt on the target.

"Lily Wyatt is a liar!"

"No, she is having Alzheimer's."

"The Wyatts have gone so low!"

"They dared to mess with the Silvers!"

"The old hag should have been happy that Dawn married Daryn."

"So sad! This rift is beginning to show."

Lily Wyatt was pale as a ghost. Her brain stuttered. She felt as if she had dozed off and fallen to the ground that was twenty feet below. If the video was horrible, the comments were atrocious.

Instantly that video made her a liar in front of thousands of people. Not only that the Silver House even implied that she was having memory problems. If she agreed to her mistake, it would look that she indeed had memory issues, which would show a bad sentiment to the employees of her organization. At the same time if she didn't agree, she would be seen as a vicious woman who fed the followers with wrong and biased information. Moreover this would be seen as a blatant attack on Silver's image. A headache started to form. Everything she did was going against her.

She gritted her teeth. Who took the video at that time? She didn't notice what Neal Perry was doing when she talked to Dawn and Daryn. Her mind was so focused on how to keep Cole back that she missed what was happening around her. Even her family and Helena didn't know. She reflected back every moment of that evening during dinner, but she didn't see anyone taking a video. However, with the looks of it, it surely was Neal.

Her phone buzzed. It was Helena. "We have to issue an apology now!" she barked.

Lily didn't know how to react. "Do what you want to," she said and threw the phone on the floor. She walked to her bed and even though she was dressed to go to the office, she simply removed her shoes and pulled the cover over her face. She was shamefaced. It was the biggest mistake she had ever made in her life.

The Wyatts published an apology on their social media accounts. At the end of the apology a small note was written that said that Lily Wyatt had some memory issues. If they had not written like that she would have come off as the most vicious liar who was against her own blood. It was her dignity that was more important over the investors' sentiments. As predicted, the next day, most of their company shares dipped to an all time low. The worst hit was the market price of The Starfish Refineries.

Someone was staring at the computer screen for a long time, watching the movement of shares. Through various accounts, he bought a large chunk of The Starfish Refineries shares.

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They reached the island in an hour. The island was lined with five white sandy beaches and pristine waters. There was a lush growth of palm trees. In the shape of a pearl, the island was about two hundred acres. Dawn gaped at the sheer beauty of the place. When the yacht stopped at the pier, the crew immediately pulled out their luggage. They walked over the broad walk to reach the villa, which was located overlooking the beach.

Dawn was stunned to see the gorgeous villa that stood in front of her. Daryn held her hand and said, "Like it?"

"I love it!" she exclaimed.

He grinned.

They walked inside and Dawn's eyes only became wider. Her man was loaded with money. The huge villa featured a pool on the outside and an indoor temperature controlled pool. There was a movie theater in the basement just next to the pool. The gym, a squash court and a billiards room were built next to each other. Their bedroom was on the first floor and to her horror it had glass walls. The huge bed that was in the center was flanked by several modern gadgets and a very soft, white cushioned rug.

As soon as Daryn brought her to the bedroom, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed and placed her carefully. He sat right beside her and caressed her forehead. He knew she was tired.

Comforted, Dawn slept off almost immediately. Daryn smiled at his wife, leaned in and kissed her lips before taking a bath.

When Dawn woke up, she found Daryn seated in a chair right in front of her with his legs up on the bed. He was on his laptop doing something with a lot of focus. As soon as he heard her, he looked up at her and smiled.

"I was waiting for you to wake up," he said. "You slept for a long time darling." He flashed a grin at her. He was clean-shaven and was only in a towel wrapped around his waist. It showed his strong thighs amply. And he was looking gorgeous, raw. Her tits grew hard against her shirt.

Dawn sat up. She ran her fingers through her mangled hair. "How long did I sleep?"

"More than five hours!"

"I need a good shower."

"I like dirty," he said in a sexy voice, closing his laptop.

She scrambled away from him. "No husband. I need a bath in privacy!"

Daryn raised an eyebrow. "I need a bath myself. We have to conserve water around here."

Dawn's mouth fell. "You are not coming inside!" The louche just had a bath. Conserve water? The bloody place was surrounded with water.

"Then you better keep your door open. What happens if you slip and fall and die?"

Dawn shook her head and threw a pillow at him. She traipsed to the bathroom and before she could close the door, Daryn was standing on the door. "I will keep a watch on my wife. If you slip I will hold you and tend to you."

An hour later the two of them were making wild love.

Two hours later when Daryn was close to being satiated, they had lunch, which was prepared by the caretakers whom she hadn't seen all day.

"I have a small meeting that I have to take. Why don't you go out and check out the property?" said Daryn.

Daryn disappeared in his study and Dawn walked out. She felt so fresh that she took in a deep breath of the ocean breeze. She walked up to the beach right in front of the villa. The yacht wasn't there. Perhaps they had parked it somewhere else.

She wrapped her hands across her body and rubbed her arms. The vast expanse of azure waters was beautiful. From the corner of her eye, she saw a small speedboat crossing in the distance. The man on the wheels was wearing dark shades and his thick golden hair was wind-swept. She stared at him and he waved a hand to her. Her blood chilled to the bones.