로그인Pete had spent almost the entire night thinking about Scorpion's proposal. Long after the prison lights had dimmed and the endless noise of inmates had finally reduced to distant murmurs, he remained awake on the narrow prison bunk, staring blankly at the stained ceiling above him. The offer lingered in his mind like poison. Joining a prison gang was not something he had ever imagined for himself, even after everything he had lost. He had already destroyed his own life through anger, recklessness, and bad decisions. The last thing he wanted was to sink even deeper into a world of violence and criminal loyalty. He had convinced himself that if he kept his head down, avoided trouble, obeyed the rules, and served his sentence quietly, eventually the years would pass and he would walk out of prison alive. Unfortunately for Pete, prison did not work that way. Inside those walls, peace was not something a person earned. Peace was something stronger men allowed you to have. And sometim
Inside prison, Pete's life continued getting worse.The days seemed longer than they should have been. Every morning felt heavier than the one before it, and every night brought fresh bruises, fresh humiliation, and fresh reminders that the world he once controlled no longer existed. The respect he used to command outside these walls meant absolutely nothing here. In prison, nobody cared about his former wealth, his former company, or the expensive suits he once wore. To the inmates surrounding him, he was simply another prisoner.A prison officer escorted him down a narrow hallway lined with steel doors before stopping outside the administrative office.The officer opened the door.Pete stepped inside.His wrists were restrained in handcuffs, and two officers stood closely beside him.Behind a large wooden desk sat the prison warden, reviewing several reports.The older man lifted his eyes toward Pete and sighed heavily.“You do understand, Mr. Jordan, that the more you keep break
The following day, the atmosphere inside eCloud Tech was noticeably different from the chaos and uncertainty that had surrounded the company months ago. Inside Petra's spacious office, Malcolm sat comfortably across from her desk, reviewing several documents while occasionally making notes on a tablet resting on his lap.Petra remained focused on the report open before her. Her attention was fixed on several financial projections displayed on her computer screen. The company had survived its darkest period, but she refused to become careless now that success was finally returning.A knock sounded on the office door."Come in," Petra said without looking up.The secretary entered holding a folder against her chest.“Ma'am, the investors from Singapore have arrived.”Petra immediately closed the file she had been reviewing and nodded calmly.“Send them in.” Petra said. “Right away, Ma'am.”A few moments later, four elegantly dressed investors entered the office alongside their legal
The taxi rolled to a stop outside Martins' apartment building just as the afternoon sun began settling lazily over the city. Zoe remained seated for a few seconds after the driver announced they had arrived. Her fingers tightened around her handbag as she stared through the window at the familiar building.The conversation with Eric refused to leave her mind.Every word he had said seemed to echo repeatedly inside her head.The words had hurt far more than she wanted to admit.She had spent the entire ride convincing herself that Eric was simply in a bad mood. Martins would be different.He had always been different.Back when the four of them had been inseparable, Martins had always been the peacekeeper whenever arguments broke out. He was the one who always listened. The one who never judged.If anyone still cared enough to hear her out, it would be him.At least that was what she kept telling herself.Taking a deep breath, she paid the driver and climbed out.The elevator ride fe
Zoe stood frozen near the bedroom door, staring at Eric as though she could not believe the words she had just heard coming out of his mouth. The atmosphere inside the room felt unbearably tense. The woman standing behind Eric still had the bedsheet wrapped tightly around her body while glaring at Zoe with open hostility. Eric looked exhausted already, as though the entire situation had drained every ounce of patience he had left.“You’re driving me out of your house now?” Zoe said, shocked to her bones. “After everything we had as best friends?”Her voice cracked slightly despite her effort to sound angry. There was hurt beneath the outrage, and everyone in the room could hear it.Eric released a long breath and rubbed his forehead as though fighting a headache that had suddenly become unbearable.“Zoe, stop making this bigger than it is,” he said, trying to remain calm. “You walked into my house without permission, walked into my bedroom while I was with my girlfriend, and someho
Zoe raised her hand to knock at the door, but the door slowly opened on its own.She paused at the entrance, her fingers still hanging in the air where she had intended to knock. The silence inside the house felt strange.Usually, Eric kept the place neat, but today the living room looked completely different. Clothes were scattered carelessly across the couches and over the armrests.A pair of men's shoes lay near the staircase, while a woman's handbag rested on a chair as though it had been tossed there without a second thought.Zoe stepped inside and slowly closed the door behind her.Her expression tightened.The entire place carried the unmistakable atmosphere of someone whose attention was focused on something or someone far more important than housekeeping.She released a breath through her nose."Seriously?" she muttered under her breath as she glanced around. "What kind of mess is this?"She walked toward the staircase and began climbing slowly.The higher she went, the more
The chaos inside the hall had reached its peak.Pieces of cake lay scattered across the floor, smeared under hurried footsteps. Fruits rolled lazily across the polished tiles, and fragments of wooden decorations were spread near the stage like the aftermath of a small storm.The once elegant event
The entire hall had fallen into a strange silence after Petra’s cold declaration about the divorce.The atmosphere that had earlier been filled with murmurs and scattered arguments now carried a tense stillness, the kind that made every small movement feel louder than it should.Pete stood there fo
Pete finally finished buttoning his shirt, though his hands were still trembling slightly from the shock of what had just happened.The air around him felt thick and suffocating.Cameras were still flashing, reporters still crowding around, voices still rising from every corner of the hall.For a m
Elizabeth had marched halfway into the grand hall in a storm of fury, but the moment she reached the center and noticed the cluster of reporters standing only a few steps away, she halted so abruptly that Kevin almost bumped into her from behind.The microphones stretched toward her like thin black







