LOGIN"Take my advice." Petra said, her hands folded round her chest as she stood calmly before them, her posture steady and completely unshaken by the accusations that had been thrown at her moments earlier. "Rather than threatening me, you should think about how you will explain the system breakdown to all the industry's elites here."Her voice carried a quiet firmness that suggested she was stating a fact rather than offering a warning. The way she delivered the words made it sound less like an argument and more like a prediction that had already been decided.Zoe reacted almost immediately.She let out a small laugh, the sound light but clearly mocking. Her shoulders relaxed slightly as if Petra’s statement had amused her rather than worried her.Turning her head, she briefly glanced at Pete, the corners of her lips still curved upward in a confident smile.Then she turned back to Petra again."Petra, don't tell me you think your lies will stop us from getting the investment," Zoe said,
Outside the hall, six young ladies dressed in identical red gowns stood neatly arranged in two straight lines just beside the entrance door. The bright red fabric of their gowns caught the light softly, giving the entrance an air of ceremony that suggested the moment ahead was meant to be important."Smiles, young ladies," the man in a sky-blue suit instructed firmly as he stood a few steps away from them, observing their posture with sharp attention. The man was Gary Templar, Zoe's uncle. His polished shoes tapped lightly against the ground as he shifted his stance, clearly determined that everything must appear perfect for the arrival he had been waiting for. "Gentle smiles," he repeated, lifting his hand slightly as if guiding them into the exact expression he wanted.The ladies quickly obeyed, adjusting their expressions into soft, welcoming smiles. Their movements were quick but careful, each of them clearly aware that even the smallest mistake might draw Gary's disapproval.G
“I admit Jordan System does have a bug.” Zoe continued, her tone confident and unwavering. “And it was a tough one,” she added, lifting her chin slightly as if emphasizing the effort behind her achievement. “But luckily, I stepped in and I already cracked it. The system is running perfectly fine now.”The certainty in her voice was unmistakable, and the pride she carried while speaking suggested that she had been waiting for the perfect moment to make that announcement. Her eyes remained fixed on Petra, searching for the reaction she expected; surprise, perhaps even defeat.Pete did not hesitate to jump into the moment.“Petra,” Pete cut in immediately, his face suddenly lit with a wide smile that looked far too satisfied to be natural. He tugged his hands comfortably into his pockets. “Didn’t expect that, huh?” he continued, his voice carrying a mocking edge that made his words sound deliberately provocative.He paused briefly, letting the moment settle before continuing, clearly en
“The ones addicted are you two.” Petra cut her off sharply, her voice firm and steady as it sliced through the tension between them. “A tiny company with terrible qualification like yours pulled strings. Or you wouldn’t even have the chance to stand here.”Her words landed heavily, and though she spoke calmly, the meaning behind them was unmistakably harsh.She turned her full attention to Pete, her gaze steady as if she were examining a mistake she had already predicted long ago. “After all, your product’s system has a fatal bug. It’s completely worthless.”The moment the words left her lips, Pete’s expression shifted dramatically. The anger that had been blazing in his eyes only seconds earlier suddenly froze in place, replaced by a look of confusion that slowly twisted into alarm.His brows furrowed deeply, and his lips parted slightly as though he had been caught off guard by something he never expected to hear.For a moment, he simply stared at Petra, trying to process what she h
"My order…" Pete gasped, the words escaping his mouth as though the breath had been punched straight out of his chest.His voice carried disbelief and raw panic at the same time.Both he and Zoe bent down instinctively, their movements stiff and hurried as their eyes fixed on the torn and scattered pieces of paper lying helplessly on the floor.The fragments of the once neatly printed document were now nothing more than useless scraps."My order!" Pete repeated again, louder this time, his voice rising sharply with desperation.His teeth ground tightly against each other while his fists curled so hard that the knuckles turned pale under the strain.For seconds longer, he simply stared at the shredded pieces as if willing them to somehow piece themselves back together.Then slowly, his head lifted.Pete turned fiercely to face Petra.His eyes burned with fury as they locked onto her calm and unflinching gaze. The anger boiling inside him had already swallowed whatever composure he once
Pete chuckled softly, the sound carrying a mocking edge as he slowly nodded his head while staring directly at Petra.The faint red mark left on his cheek from the slap had not yet faded, but the irritation burning inside him seemed to have transformed into something more calculating.His lips curved into a smug smile as if he had already convinced himself that the situation would soon swing back in his favor."Petra, still putting on an act, huh?" he said with a slow shake of his head, his voice dripping with disbelief and sarcasm. He studied her face carefully, almost as if searching for some crack in her confidence that would prove she was bluffing. "Let me tell you something."He shifted his posture slightly, drawing himself up as though preparing to issue a warning."That slap you gave me just now?" Pete continued, raising a hand to lightly touch the cheek that had received Petra’s strike earlier. His fingers brushed across the spot briefly before lowering again. His smile tighte
“Who says stuff like that?”The voice rose from somewhere within the gathering crowd, sharp with disbelief. A middle-aged man in a dark suit stepped slightly forward, his brows knitted together as he stared at Petra like he had just heard the most outrageous thing in his life.“How can she just thr
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
The grand hall reserved for the baby's naming ceremony was already full by the time the evening truly settled in.Guests moved around in small groups, standing in pairs or threes, chatting and laughing while holding glasses of wine in their hands."My goodness," a lady wearing a bright red gown gas
The glass doors of Chapman Corporation headquarters reflected the bright morning light as Petra stepped out of the black car that had just pulled up in front of the building.The place stood tall and proud in the middle of the business district, its polished structure shining like a monument to pow







