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For a long, tense moment, the only sound in the room was the quiet drip of liquid hitting the marble floor.Blood.George’s blood—dark and red like spilled wine—slid down from his forehead and fell in slow drops to the ground.The sharp sound of Camile's gasp broke the silence—the sound sharp with genuine shock. She rushed forward immediately, pulling a napkin from her back pocket with trembling hands.“George…Blow after blow, the Sterling family was once again left speechless.Pack up and disappear from New York?As simple as Alexander made it sound, it was by far the worst possible outcome.Because over the years, the Sterling family had quietly shifted away from legitimate business into far shadier dealings. Their clientele had made one thing very clear—if the Sterlings ever left New York or tried to establish themselves elsewhere, it would be seen as betrayal. And once that happened, not only would they be abandoned, their secrets would be exposed as well.In other words, leaving New York wasn’t escape.It was a death sentence wrapped in polite words.But Camille didn’t know that.To her, it sounded like the fastest and safest solution. They could always rebuild somewhere else and eventually take revenge.“We’ll do—”Before she could finish, Duncan’s voice ripped through the room like thunder.
Camille’s eyes widened with a mix of shock and fury.“You—!”She tried to force herself off the floor, anger boiling over as she struggled against the guards. But they shoved her back down, her knees slamming hard against the marble.She ignored the pain entirely.“That’s not fair!” she screamed. “They apologized! They knelt and bowed at your feet and apologized, and now you refuse to accept it, you vile woman!”Despite her outburst, Mirena remained perfectly composed.“And how is that my fault?” she asked calmly, folding her arms as she glanced down at Duncan and Griselda, both trembling with barely restrained rage.“Grandfather made it very clear,” she continued coolly. “If their apology doesn’t meet my standards, I have every right to reject it.”She paused before lifting her eyes again, locking eyes with Camille. Her gaze cold and accusing as he
“Publicly?”Griselda repeated the word in disbelief, clearly stunned by Leonardo’s demand.A public apology was practically the same as executing Camille’s reputation in broad daylight. If that happened, everything they had built—every connection, every opportunity, every ounce of status she had clawed her way toward—would collapse overnight.“Mr. Ashton—” Griselda hurried forward, her composure cracking as panic seeped into her voice. “That’s… that’s a bit too drastic, don’t you think?”She forced a nervous smile, trying desperately to soften the situation. “These are just children. From time to time they get carried away while playing with each other.”Her voice trembled slightly as she continued. “Camille simply got a little carried away this once. Please, forgive—”“Play?”Leonardo cut in.His voice wasn&rsqu
The first time Camille truly harbored the intention to kill……was right now.September 25th, 2025.Pinned down by guards who clearly didn’t know their place and forced to look up at someone who had once been nothing more than background decoration in her life.A wallpaper.And now that same woman was standing above her—smirking.Her chest tightened, not just with anger or hatred, but with something far darker. Something vicious.The overwhelming urge to break free from the guards holding her down…To lunge forward, wrap her hands around Mirena’s throat, and squeeze until the light vanished from those irritatingly bright eyes.But the universe, it seemed, had no intention of supporting her today.So Camille could only sit there, forced to watch as Mirena looked down at her with that infuriating smirk and sick glimmer in her eyes.But along with the glimmer in her eyes something else.So
For a moment, everyone in the room was stunned by Alexander’s sudden appearance.Mirena included.Her eyes twitched slightly as a flicker of surprise crossed her face. Then she let her gaze travel over him, quietly taking in his appearance.He didn’t look like a man who had been shot in the shoulder just a few days ago.If anything, he looked exactly like the Alexander people were used to seeing—the composed, intimidating version that made others instinctively lower their heads just to avoid getting on his bad side.Nothing like the man who had suddenly kissed her out of nowhere after waking from a sixteen-hour slumber.As if sensing her gaze, Alexander’s eyes shifted in her direction and their gazes locked.For a brief second, Mirena almost flinched.But she forced her expression to remain neutral and held his stare.When neither of them looked away, a faint twitch appeared at the corner of Alexander’s lips.
“Call the entire Sterling family here at once! They will all kneel and apologize to Mirena. Or they will suffer my wrath!”Leonardo’s command thundered through the hall.Camille’s body stiffened instantly.Her parents…?They were being dragged into this?Her eyes widened in disbelief.They couldn’t. They absolutely couldn’t be involved in something like this.“Please—” she tried to speak, but Mirena’s voice cut smoothly through hers.“Grandfather, isn’t that a bit too much?”Her tone carried a careful note of hesitation, as though she were genuinely uncomfortable with the punishment being handed out on her behalf.Leonardo paused and looked at her again.Then, just like before, he shook his head firmly.“Those people must have treated you far worse than this for you to be willing to sweep everything under the rug,” he said.







