MasukCHAPTER 41 TESTING COURAGE Liam stood tall before Olivia. His chest rumbled with heat, but his face remained cool and collected. Wasting no time, Liam pressed the call button. He also deliberately put the phone on speaker. The dial tone rang loudly. Once. Twice. Three times. Olivia squeezed her eyes shut, tears streaming down her cheeks. Liam gripped the phone tightly, his voice boiling inside. Then, click. The call connected. “Hello, who is this?” It was a mature male voice, deep, commanding. Liam brought the phone to his lips, his eyes burning. “I’m Liam Connelly.” His voice was deep and firm. “You should be familiar with it, Mr. Harper.” There was a moment of silence. Then a harsh sigh came from the other end, heavy and warning. “What do you want?” Sebastian Harper immediately took a firm, threatening tone. Liam caught his breath, remaining calm despite the roiling in his chest. "We have to meet." "I don't have time for petty matters," Sebastian said d
CHAPTER 40 RESOLVENight had fully swallowed the city. Liam needed to return to the gallery immediately to pick up Chatrine, whom he had left there alone.The pickup engine rumbled softly as Liam turned the wheel and drove away from the hospital. Streetlights stretched endlessly, slicing the darkness into pale strips of light. His breathing was still heavy, not from physical exhaustion, but from the lingering anger and the new worries weighing on his mind.The gallery grounds were already quiet. The workers had gone home. But the second floor was still brightly lit. Police tape still blocked the burned front terrace, so Liam circled around through the side entrance to reach the upstairs office.He found Chatrine sitting in her office chair, back straight, eyes focused on her laptop screen. When she heard the door open, she turned toward him.“We’re going home. It’s already late. You need to rest.”Liam looked tired down to his bones, but the firmness in his eyes had not faded. He clea
CHAPTER 39 OLIVIA’S TEARSLiam’s engine roared loudly throughout the drive to the hospital. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned pale white. His jaw was rigid, teeth clenched hard. His breathing was heavy and rough, not from exhaustion, but from the rage boiling inside his chest.“How could she… play me like this?” Liam muttered in a low voice, almost like a growl.Liam had no problem when Olivia chose to marry a richer man. But this time, she had touched his gallery.Liam’s sharp eyes stared at the night road while city lights streaked past like lines of glowing fire. His large pickup thundered forward like a wild beast ready to attack.The moment he arrived at the hospital parking lot, Liam jumped out of the truck. His long strides echoed through the corridor as his boots struck the floor. His face was hard, his gaze burning intensely. Nurses who crossed paths with him instinctively lowered their eyes, sensing the cold pressure radiating from him.
CHAPTER 38 LIAM’S TENSIONEven though the gallery warehouse was still filled with tension, the workers had slowly returned to their tasks. But Liam’s face remained troubled. The sounds of hammers, saws scraping wood, and quiet conversations echoed around him, yet in Liam’s ears it all felt distant, like a dull buzz.Liam paced back and forth across the cold concrete floor, both hands gripping his waist, head lowered. His gaze was empty, with only one thought filling his mind after Chatrine ignored dozens of his phone calls.Liam stopped and drew a long breath.Where did she go? Why isn’t she answering my calls?His anxiety kept building until breathing felt heavy. Before he could calm himself, the loud ringing of his phone shattered the air. Liam quickly reached into his pocket and frowned at the screen. An unknown number, but with a Canterbury area code.He answered immediately.“Hello, Liam Conelli speaking.”A deep male voice came from the other end.“Mr. Conelli, this is Inspector
CHAPTER 37 THE CRAZY WOMANThe atmosphere inside the gallery warehouse was still heavy with tension. The smell of last night’s fire lingered faintly on the walls and ceiling, making the workers glance at one another nervously.“What if they burn the building again, Boss?” one worker finally asked in a low but trembling voice. “We’re scared… this wasn’t an ordinary fire.”Liam stood in the middle of them, his face stern though his eyes tried to calm everyone down. He patted Marko’s shoulder before looking at all the workers gathered around him.“Listen to me carefully,” he said firmly. “Not one of you is going to lose your job. This gallery will remain standing. Bigger than before. We’ll build a new production warehouse and safer storage rooms. No one is going to stop us.”Some workers still looked uneasy, whispering among themselves.“But… what if they attack again?” a younger worker asked nervously.Liam lifted his head and stared sharply at him.“If they come again, we’ll face them.
CHAPTER 36That morning, the air still felt damp. A thin layer of dew clung to the windshield of Liam’s old pickup truck. Small birds chirped from the trees near the fence while sunlight slowly crept across the roof of Isabel’s house.Liam sat behind the steering wheel, his fingers just touching the ignition key.But before he could turn it, the sharp sound of his phone ringing shattered the silence inside the cabin.The ringtone startled Chatrine slightly. She turned toward Liam and watched him pull his phone from his pocket.“Unknown number,” Liam muttered before swiping the screen. “Yes, hello?” His voice sounded firm.But his expression changed instantly.From calm to serious.His eyes sharpened, his jaw tightened, as if the words from the other side pierced straight through him. Chatrine stayed silent, waiting.“What?”Liam straightened in his seat, his voice rising.“No. That building is not for sale, no matter what price you offer!”His tone was sharp, almost a shout.Chatrine







