Chapter: 1420

He didn't ask about Mindy and Elsa just yet, figuring they were held up dealing with something related to Norah.

The host chimed in with friendly praise, and the room's mood remained light and comfortable.

But as Iker lifted the knife to cut the cake, his eyes suddenly met Norah's in the crowd. His hand shook, the knife trembling in his grip.

Where were his wife and daughter? Why had Norah shown up instead?

Norah raised an eyebrow. So, he finally noticed her. Her smile was sharp and wicked.

He had to be shocked to see her there. That was exactly what she wanted. And soon, she'd give him something even more surprising.

Iker shifted his gaze, feeling a sense of calm as he remembered what his subordinate had texted him. By now, they had taken care of everything.

Even if Norah seemed fine right now, it didn't matter. He had already secured the people who mattered most.

Norah, on the other hand, had no clue what was happening with her parents. She just assumed they were on their way with Gilda and Chayce.

Iker went ahead, cutting the cake into neat slices and handing them out.

The host quickly added “Here's to Mr. Wilson! May he have good health and a happy Life!"

But Iker suddenly felt a sharp pang in his chest as thoughts of his younger brother flooded his mind.

But with things as they were, there was no going back. His only option now was to stay ruthless and eliminate anyone who threatened his position.

The guests started offering their best wishes, and the mood in the room felt light and lively.

Norah, meanwhile, was watching and waiting for her moment.

Marlene stepped forward, holding her dress delicately as she spoke.

"Uncle, even though I've only just come back to the Wilson family, I know how much you care about me. On your birthday, I hope all your wishes come true."

Iker's smile widened. This fake niece knew exactly how to butter him up, and he enjoyed every second of it.

He, too, hoped everything would go his way today.

As the guests around him continued to shower him with compliments, Iker basked in the attention, enjoying the flattery from every corner of the room.

“Mr. Wilson, you're lucky to have such a smart, beautiful, and charming niece," one guest commented.

“Exactly, she looks like she belongs in the Wilson family," another agreed.

Just as Iker opened his mouth to reply, a sharp voice sliced through the conversation.

"If she's part of the Wilson family, then who am I?"