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2025-06-12 07:07:00Brayden stood at the podium, his face a mask of forced humility as he read the words he never thought he would utter.
His voice, steady but filled with barely contained rage, echoed across the room. “I deeply regret the misinformation that has been spread about Haylee Corporation. My previous accusations were completely false, fueled by my own selfish ambition to secure the contract. Haylee Corporation is innocent, and I sincerely apologize to them and the public for any harm caused.”Cameras flashed, reporters whispered among themselves, and the weight of the moment settled on his shoulders like a crushing boulder.But none of it mattered.Not the damage to his reputation. Not the consequences of his words. Only one thing mattered—getting Anya and Penelope back alive.As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped away from the podium. Reporters surged forward, microphones extended, voices overlapping as they shouted questions.“Mr. Giovanni, are you sa
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The flashing lights of police sirens illuminated the blood-stained ground as officers swarmed the building, apprehending everyone on site. Brayden stood at a distance, his arms crossed, watching as Desmond’s remaining men were dragged out one by one, their hands bound behind their backs. Some resisted, struggling against the officers, but the weight of their crimes left them with no escape.The police moved quickly, securing the scene while investigators combed through every inch of the hideout. A few officers headed toward the back rooms, where Desmond’s computers and personal belongings were located. Brayden observed as one officer plugged a small device into Desmond’s system, his fingers moving rapidly over the keyboard. Moments later, he straightened up, exchanging a glance with his colleague.“We’ve recovered deleted files,” the officer muttered, his voice sharp with intrigue. “It’s worse than we thought.”Another officer peered at the scree
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Brayden’s vision was clouded with rage as he scanned the chaotic room, his breath ragged, his body battered and aching, but none of it mattered. Not the pain, not the blood dripping from his own wounds. All he could see was Desmond. All he could hear was the torment in Penelope’s muffled sobs and the weak, barely audible cries of Anya. His hands tightened around the whip he had just picked up—a cruel, vicious weapon with small blades embedded along its length. It was perfect.Without hesitation, he lashed it forward, wrapping it around Haylee’s body before she could react. The sharp edges bit into her skin, and she let out a piercing shriek, her arms flailing. Her body jerked as she struggled against the tightening grip of the whip, her eyes wide with terror. Before she could make another sound, Brayden yanked her forward with all his strength. The force sent her crashing into the guards who had just rushed into the room, knocking them backward like
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Brayden stood at the podium, his face a mask of forced humility as he read the words he never thought he would utter. His voice, steady but filled with barely contained rage, echoed across the room. “I deeply regret the misinformation that has been spread about Haylee Corporation. My previous accusations were completely false, fueled by my own selfish ambition to secure the contract. Haylee Corporation is innocent, and I sincerely apologize to them and the public for any harm caused.”Cameras flashed, reporters whispered among themselves, and the weight of the moment settled on his shoulders like a crushing boulder. But none of it mattered. Not the damage to his reputation. Not the consequences of his words. Only one thing mattered—getting Anya and Penelope back alive.As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped away from the podium. Reporters surged forward, microphones extended, voices overlapping as they shouted questions.“Mr. Giovanni, are you sa
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Brayden’s fingers trembled around the phone as Desmond’s voice slithered into his ears like a venomous snake. His breath came in ragged bursts, his heart pounding like a war drum.“You should be thanking me, Brayden,” Desmond’s tone was almost amused, a sick enjoyment laced into his words. “You’ve been mourning ashes that don’t even belong to your wife and daughter. The ones I sent off to the afterlife were nothing more than reporters and policemen who thought they had the guts to capture me.”Brayden’s grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. His jaw clenched, his teeth grinding together with an intensity that made his head pound.“You bastard,” he growled through gritted teeth, his voice dangerously low.Desmond chuckled. “I thought you’d be happy. I mean, after all, your beloved Penelope and little Anya are still alive—for now, at least.”Brayden’s chest ached as he processed the words. The grief, the agony that had threatened to consu
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Brayden’s eyelids fluttered open, and a dull, persistent pain shot through his head. The beeping of the hospital monitor and the sterile scent of disinfectant filled the air. His vision was blurry at first, but as he adjusted, he saw the white ceiling above him, the dim lighting casting long shadows on the walls.His throat was dry, his body weak, but none of that mattered. A surge of panic coursed through his veins as he tried to sit up. His heart pounded. Something was wrong. He couldn’t remember what happened, but a deep fear gripped him.“Where—” His voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. He swallowed hard, forcing out the words. “Where are they?”Luca, standing by his bedside, immediately stepped forward, his face unreadable.“Where is Penelope?” Brayden’s voice grew stronger, urgency pushing him beyond his pain. “Where is Anya?”Silence stretched for a moment too long. His bodyguards exchanged glances, their faces tense, avoiding his
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The atmosphere in the conference room was tense. Reporters, business associates, and company executives filled the large hall, all murmuring amongst themselves as they waited for Brayden Giovanni to address them. The sudden conference call had piqued everyone’s curiosity, especially after rumors started circulating about security breaches within Giovanni Enterprises.Brayden entered the room, his steps firm, his expression unreadable. He adjusted his tie slightly before stepping up to the podium. The whispers died down as soon as he faced them. His sharp blue eyes scanned the crowd before he began.“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” he started, his voice controlled and authoritative. “I wish I were addressing you under better circumstances, but it seems certain individuals believe they can trespass on my property and steal from me without consequences.”A murmur rippled through the audience. Reporters leaned forward, recording every word.
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