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Sara married to Lucas. In order to support her husband, Sara is willing to live simply and work as an ordinary clerk at her family's shopping center, without receiving a penny from her family's inheritance. She became the backbone of the household, providing for Lucas and his family, believing that her love and sacrifice would be rewarded.
However, those sacrifices turned into wounds when Sara learned that Lucas was having an affair with a woman who had been considered his business partner. To make matters worse, the business she had helped build became a tool for Lucas to betray her. Not wanting to be victimized any longer, Sara decided to stand up. She returned to her family and used all her resources to destroy Lucas. With her intelligence, she slowly took over the business that she had helped grow, leaving Lucas pressed and losing ground. Sara utilized her father's connections to pressure Lucas' investors to withdraw their support. She also manipulated distribution channels, making it difficult for Lucas's company to secure raw material supplies.
However, Lucas is not a man to give up easily. He tried to turn things around by threatening Sara with a secret document that could destroy Sara's family's reputation. Sara is faced with a dilemma: let Lucas off the hook to protect her family, or keep bringing him down despite having to face huge consequences.
At the end of the story, Sara finds a way to get rid of Lucas without destroying her family. She works with the authorities to frame Lucas, proving that he has committed tax evasion and financial manipulation in the company he manages. Lucas is eventually arrested, and his business is completely destroyed. However, before he was completely defeated, Lucas made one last threat: that he would come back and take revenge.
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Chapter: Sixty NineThe glass-and-marble lobby of the Park Hyatt was choked with camera crews, halogen spotlights, and security personnel by seven-thirty in the morning. Word of Arthur Smith Senior’s miraculous resurrection had leaked to the financial wires at dawn, sending the Midwest trading floor into a tailspin.Our three-car motorcade pulled up to the curb like a fleet of warships.When Matthias stepped out first, his tall, imposing frame clad in a tailored charcoal suit, the press line surged forward with a deafening barrage of questions. He didn't offer a single glance toward the flashbulbs. He reached back into the rear seat, his large, warm hand encircling mine, guiding me out onto the pavement with effortless grace.Natty stepped out right behind us, wearing a sharp, structured ivory blazer, holding an encrypted leather briefcase containing three years of certified municipal audit logs. Her jaw was set, her eyes fierce and watchful."Stay close to me," Matthias murmured against my ear as w
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Chapter: Sixty EightThe red glow of the encrypted tablet burned like an open wound against the dim light of the conservatory.Matthias stood motionless by the iron table, his broad shoulders squared, his gaze fixed on the glowing text. The easy, effortless peace that had filled the room only moments ago shattered, replaced by a sudden, heavy pressure that chilled the air.I stepped up beside him, my hand instinctively coming up to rest on his forearm. Through the fine linen of his shirt, his muscles were coiled like steel cables."Sara," Matthias spoke, his voice dropping into that quiet, terrifyingly cold register I hadn't heard in six months. "Don't look at it.""I have to, Matthias," I said softly, my voice firm despite the sudden, icy knot forming in the center of my chest. I reached down and picked up the tablet.The legal filing was seventy pages long, stamped with the seal of the High Court of Chancery in London and cross-filed with the Federal District Court in Chicago. It wasn't signed by
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Chapter: Sixty SevenThe morning light at the North Point estate didn't carry the harsh, demanding glare of the city. It filtered through the high, ancient maples, scattering soft gold coins across the dark hardwood floors of our master suite.For six months, the high-rise battlegrounds of Chicago had felt like a distant country. The press calls were managed by Rachel, the construction crews on the Westside were quietly breaking records under Arthur’s meticulous supervision, and the international markets had finally accepted the unshakeable reality of the Smith-König merger.I woke up slow, drifting out of sleep to the sensation of warmth against my back and a heavy, protective arm locked securely around my waist.Matthias was still asleep, his breathing deep and even against the nape of my neck. In the quiet of our home, far from the polished marble of boardroom floors, he looked completely relaxed. The faint line between his dark brows had vanished months ago, replaced by an easy, effortless peace t
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Chapter: Sixty SixThe sound of an acoustic guitar played a low, beautiful melody from the choir loft as the heavy oak doors swung open. Matthias stood at the front of the altar. He took my breath away. He wore a midnight-blue tuxedo tailored so precisely it emphasized every broad line of his shoulders and chest. His dark hair was neatly styled, but his eyes... his eyes were completely unguarded, burning with an intense, raw devotion that made the rest of the world vanish into thin air. Beside him stood Arthur, wearing his best charcoal suit, surreptitiously dabbing his eyes with a folded white handkerchief just as Matthias had predicted. As Natty guided me down the short stone aisle, Matthias took a step forward, unable to wait at the altar steps. He reached out, his large, warm hand taking mine from Natty’s arm with a gentle, reverent grip that made my heart leap in my chest. Natty smiled, stepping back to take her seat in the front pew beside Arthur. We turned to face the old minist
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Chapter: Sixty Five"The Chairwoman says yes," I whispered, before his mouth could even ask the formal question.Matthias’s breath hitched. A slow, breathtaking smile broke across his face—a look of pure, unadulterated joy that transformed him completely, stripping away the last remaining shadows of his past.He didn't pull a ring from his pocket. He didn't drop to one knee in the damp river mud. He simply slid his gloved hands up to the nape of my neck, tilting my face up to his, and brought his mouth down over mine in a kiss that was slow, deep, and thick with an overwhelming tenderness.It was a kiss that sealed everything—the long, cold nights in the Smith Tower, the desperate battles against Arthur's auditors, the quiet mornings in the cedar bluff house, and the victory over Genevieve’s European cartels. It tasted of cool autumn air, rich coffee, and an unshakeable, eternal future.When he finally pulled back, his chest was heaving, his dark eyes shining with a gold fire that consumed every rem
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Chapter: Sixty FourBy three o'clock that afternoon, the grand ballroom of the Drake Hotel was packed to capacity. Over two hundred journalists, financial correspondents, and camera crews crowded beneath the crystal chandeliers, their flashes creating a continuous, blinding rhythm of white light.The backdrop behind the main podium didn't feature the old, aggressive Smith Enterprises emblem, nor did it showcase the cold, predatory crest of König International. Instead, it displayed a sleek, modern architectural render of the Westside Project—a sprawling, green-roofed innovation hub framed by affordable housing blocks, public parks, and open access to the riverbank.Matthias and I walked out onto the stage together.There was no legal team behind us, no corporate handlers adjusting microphones, and no public relations managers hovering with prepared cue cards. We wore matching confidence—Matthias in his tailored dark suit, me in my navy wool blazer, the silver signet ring glowing under the stage light
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