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Dinner at Lu Mansion was always served at exactly seven o'clock. Chairman Lu had established the tradition years ago. No matter how busy the family became, dinner was considered the one time everyone should gather together. It was never simply about food. It was about family. Even after the chairman's passing, Mrs. Lin had insisted on preserving the routine. The dining hall remained as elegant as ever. Crystal chandeliers cast warm light across the polished mahogany table. Fresh flowers decorated the center. Fine china and silverware were arranged with meticulous precision. Everything was exactly as it had always been. Everything... Except the people sitting around it. Jason entered the dining room a few minutes before seven. Without thinking, his eyes drifted toward the chair beside his own. It was empty. Again. Mrs. Lin approached quietly. "Dinner is ready, Young Master." Jason looked around the room. "Where's Mia?" Mrs. Lin hesitated. "Mrs. Lu has already eate

Jason's statement at the press conference dominated the news for the next several days. Some commentators praised his restraint. Others criticized him for refusing to distance himself from Mia. Business analysts debated whether his remarks would calm investors or create even more uncertainty. The public remained divided. Some people began questioning whether the allegations against Mia had been exaggerated. Others insisted Jason was simply protecting his family's reputation. Although the press conference slowed the momentum of the attacks, it could not erase the damage. The rumors still existed. The headlines still appeared. The whispers had not stopped. Inside Lu Mansion, silence settled over everything. It was no longer the peaceful silence that had once made the old mansion feel like home. It was heavy. Painful. Filled with words neither of them knew how to say. Even the servants noticed the change. Meals were still prepared on time. Tea was still served every aft

Investor pressure had been building for weeks, and by Monday morning, it finally reached a breaking point. For weeks, Lu Group had endured relentless scrutiny. Every new rumor surrounding Mia triggered another wave of speculation about the company's future. Business analysts questioned the stability of the Lu family's leadership. Shareholders demanded reassurance, while overseas partners quietly delayed negotiations until the controversy settled. The board could no longer remain silent. A public press conference was scheduled. Officially, it was intended to restore investor confidence and address growing concerns about Lu Group's future. Unofficially, it was designed to distance the company from Mia. Second Uncle Lu had spent days preparing for it. Inside the boardroom on the evening before the conference, he distributed printed copies of a carefully drafted statement. Every word had been chosen with precision. The speech expressed concern over the recent scandals. It reaffi

The exposure of the false witness should have ended the matter. It should have exposed the desperation behind the campaign against Mia and forced people to question the narrative that had consumed the city for weeks. Instead, another accusation surfaced almost immediately. An anonymous source claimed that Mia had secretly leaked confidential Lu Group acquisition documents to one of the company's competitors shortly before the hotel scandal. The story spread with frightening speed. Business blogs published it first. Then financial websites repeated the claim without verification. By afternoon, major media outlets were discussing whether Lu Group had become the victim of corporate espionage. Television commentators analyzed Mia's background as though she were a criminal under investigation. Business analysts debated whether Lu Group had become vulnerable because of its chairman's marriage, while financial experts speculated that investor confidence would continue to fall if the

Jason couldn't stop thinking about the investigation report. Its conclusion had been clear and unemotional. Mia's character, history, and behavior did not match the accusations that had dominated the headlines for weeks. The investigators had searched every corner of her past, expecting to uncover secrets that could explain the scandals surrounding her. Instead, they had found a woman whose life reflected honesty, discipline, and consistency. Yet the evidence still existed. The photographs. The hotel suite. The stranger. Everything seemed to point in one direction, while every instinct Jason had developed over the past few months pointed in another. The contradiction haunted him. Late at night, after most of the employees had gone home and Lu Group headquarters had fallen silent, Jason often found himself reopening the investigation report. He read through the pages slowly, no longer searching for flaws in Mia's character but for flaws in the accusations against her. One sent

The pressure surrounding Lu Group continued to intensify with each passing day. Although weeks had passed since the hotel scandal, the controversy refused to disappear. Reporters chased every rumor, online commentators invented fresh accusations almost daily, and investors grew uneasy whenever the company's name appeared in the headlines. Instead of focusing on expansion and profitability, Lu Group found itself constantly managing public relations crises. Second Uncle Lu understood that rumors alone could never destroy Mia permanently. Gossip faded. Evidence endured. If he wanted Mia removed from the Lu family forever, he needed something more convincing than speculation. He needed proof—or at least something that looked like proof. Without Jason's knowledge, he hired one of the country's most respected private investigation firms. Officially, the assignment was simple: determine whether Mrs. Lu's background posed any risk to Lu Group. Unofficially, the objective was very diff