At 2 a.m. that night, Asher took his most trusted bodyguards to the remote suburban villa where the Brown Group heir was hiding, but when they broke through the locked door, the villa was already completely empty, the cold air in the room showed that the person had just left less than half an hour ago. The only thing left on the dusty coffee table was a crumpled photo of Asher lying in the hospital ward after the car accident three years ago, with a big bright red cross drawn on his face with a marker, and a line of blood-red words written below: "This time, I will make you stay in a wheelchair forever, and let your woman and unborn child be buried with you." Asher crumpled the photo into a ball and threw it into the trash can, his face so cold it could freeze ice. He had arranged for people to surround all the exits of the villa three hours in advance, which could only mean there was a mole inside the Hale Group leaking their itinerary to the enemy. He went home at 4 a.m., carefully took off his coat at the door to avoid bringing in the cold air from outside, then lay down gently beside Elena who was sleeping soundly, and reached out to touch her still flat belly carefully, his cold eyes softening instantly. The next morning, Elena woke up to the sweet smell of the chicken congee she liked. Asher was sitting by the bed, holding a bowl of warm congee, the faint blue shadow under his eyes showed he didn't sleep well last night. "You stayed up late again dealing with work?" Elena touched his face with some distress, Asher smiled and shook his head, feeding her the congee spoon by spoon, he even added a few sour plum cubes she liked to eat recently into the congee, just right for her pregnancy taste: "It's okay, it's all done. Today is the deadline for you to submit the design competition work, I'll accompany you to the organizing committee to deliver it later, no need to take a taxi, I already asked the driver to prepare the car." After breakfast, Elena carefully put the finished sapphire necklace she had designed into the black velvet gift box. The necklace was called "Little Star", the main stone was the milky blue sapphire she bought in the old jewelry market, the color was exactly the same as Asher's ice-blue eyes, surrounded by 17 small shining diamonds, which represented the 17 days after they got married when he first said he liked her, it was both a competition work and a secret love token for Asher and the baby. Just as they were about to go out, the courier knocked on the door, delivering an anonymous package with no sender's name or phone number. Asher opened it first, and his face turned cold instantly. Inside the package was a small broken model of a wheelchair, and a crumpled threatening letter: "I know you are going to attend the design competition final award ceremony next week. I will make you lose everything you care about there, just like you destroyed the Brown Group and made me lose everything three years ago." Elena's face turned pale when she saw the threatening letter. Asher immediately hugged her tightly and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I have already arranged for three times more bodyguards to follow us these days, and the entire competition site will be under our control. I also reported the threat to the police in advance, they will also send people to guard the site. I will never let anyone hurt you and the baby." He sent the threatening letter to his assistant to check the source, and soon received the result: the package was sent from the post office near the design competition organizing committee, and the mole inside the group who leaked their itinerary had been found, it was the former assistant manager of the marketing department who had been bribed by the Brown Group. Asher's eyes turned cold. He had already guessed that the enemy would make a move at the competition final site, which was the only public event Elena would attend before giving birth. He had already arranged everything in advance, waiting for the enemy to jump into the trap he had set. On the day of the final award ceremony, Elena wore a loose light blue maternity dress, holding the jewelry box containing "Little Star" in her arms, and walked into the competition venue holding Asher's hand. She didn't know that the Brown Group heir was already hiding in the back row of the audience, staring at her belly with vicious eyes, a small controlled knife hidden in his pocket, waiting for the right time to make a move.