MasukAccording to the media, the trial would begin the next day. Kiara found herself turning on the TV in her office. The courtroom live stream played on the screen. The wood-paneled walls gleaming under the harsh lights, and the faint hum of the cameras created a strange rhythm she couldn’t shake. The gavel slammed. “Court will come to order,” the judge’s voice cut through the room, calm yet commanding. “This court will hear the case regarding the RK Group shares. All parties, please state your appearances for the record.”Killian stepped into frame. He was immaculately dressed, dark suit and sharp, hair perfectly in place. His shoulders were squared, but Kiara noticed a subtle tension in his jaw, a tiny crease between his brows. He scanned the courtroom, eyes landing briefly on the board members, the cameras, the opposing counsel.Aaron followed, walking with a casual confidence that made her stomach tighten. Beside him, Greg sat perfectly still, his posture immaculate, his hand fol
…Ever since Damian Reid passed away, the entire media had been in an uproar as different kinds of headlines kept emerging. Shocking headlines that had the city speaking about the same topic for days. It all started with the old master’s death, followed by the announcement of his will which stated that everything under his name, including the family business should be legally transferred to Aaron Anderson.And then another shocking news. A news that kept Kiara wide awake at night, contemplating every decision she had ever made. Killian and Sophia’s son wasn’t actually his son?“Just when everyone thought that the old man would leave everything to his grandson and great-grandchild, the tide had suddenly changed. Even in death, Damian Reid is full of surprises.”“But the old man’s decision is justified, considering that the boy is not Killian’s son, but was adopted. Was that a trick to fool the family?”“Whatever it was… I heard that Killian Reid hadn’t been on good terms with his gr
“My deepest condolences, Cousin-in-law.”As Killian and his assistant approached the large doors, the most annoying voice suddenly stopped him. Aaron appeared beside them, one hand in his pocket, his lips holding a smirk, his expression contrasting with the meaning of his words. “Such a tragic loss… Your grandfather built an empire with his bare hands. I only pray the right hands guide it now. If you ever feel overwhelmed, Killian, you know I’m always here to help… family should stick together, after all.”The mockery in his tone was obvious. Aaron had always popped in front of him, stating similar taunting words throughtout the funeral. Like always, Killian ignored him and entered the building. Aaron coughed behind, his chuckles sounding through the hallway as he followed them inside.In the large living room, every family member was present, including distant cousins and family connected through marriages. Everyone’s expression, eager with anticipation, was waiting for the lawy
Oh, no…Kiara managed to hold the girl back, gently discouraging her. She didn’t know what Greg’s reaction would be, but she had a bad feeling about it. In the end, she managed to coax the poor girl and take her away without letting him see her. However, Kiara was greatly heartbroken. Greg was the last person she ever expected to treat a child like this. His parents were elated to have the girl live with them. Kiara left Ara smiling and already warming up to the maids. She returned to the empty, soundless Villa. When she went to the dining room, she found his lunch still there. Greg hadn’t come down to eat. Knowing he might be hungry because he’d eaten nothing else apart from breakfast, Kiara warmed up the food and took it upstairs. She found him sitting inside his study, engrossed in making a phone call. “Funny right? She thinks acting innocent and oblivious can fool me!”“Greg…” Kiara called out softly. Who was he speaking with?Greg turned around, his eyes traveling from h
Greg stood in the hallway, one hand braced against the wall, his head lowered. The house was too quiet now, too heavy with silence and every unspoken word hanging in the air.Kiara approached him slowly, her steps soft, almost hesitant. She didn’t want to startle or make him feel cornered. He must have been avoiding this for her… for them. “Greg…” she murmured gently, stopping a few distance behind him. She folded her hands in front of her, took a breath, and spoke in the softest voice she’d used all day. “I understand why you’ve been distant. I now understand that you were scared. But you’re not at fault. Nobody’s at fault. Not Aubrey or the little girl… your daughter.”Greg stiffened but didn’t turn.“Greg…” She reached out to touch him, but he suddenly backed away… and his eyes. His were were red. Was it from getting emotional or something else? Did he not expect her to understand or accept the baby?“Greg-”“I thought we’ve been over this!” He said under his breath. “I thought
“What is going on?” Stella rose to her feet and handed the little girl over to Maya. She stomped forward with both hands on her waist. “How dare you hide this important news from us, Son?”“What important news?”“That you and Aubrey had a daughter!” His father also stood up. “Were you planning to keep it from us forever? Did you ever consider our wishes for grandchildren?”“To think that you hid this cute and adorable little angel from us.” Maya shot him a glare. “That’s unfair, Bro!”“Guys, please calm down…” Aubrey stood up, still looking uncomfortable. “It is not as you think. Greg didn’t– Actually, he only just found out–”“Why don’t you save the hypocrisy for later when you demand more money?” Greg interrupted her. “Way to go, Aubrey. I thought you are a person of your words.”Then he left for the stairs. Kiara didn’t know whether to follow him or remain in the living room. She didn’t know what to do right now. Aubrey’s daughter was Greg’s child? How come she wasn’t so surprise







