LOGINBeatrice gasped, stumbling back a step as if she had been struck. “What? That’s impossible! I kept it locked inside my personal safe for years! I took it out myself and handed it directly to the staff to prepare for the auction. How could it not be real?”Even she could barely believe it herself. She knew how tight the security on this ship was; guards were posted at every corridor, every entrance, and every deck, with surveillance cameras watching almost every corner. There was no way anyone could have gotten close enough to swap it without being seen… or so she had thought.“How could this have happened?” she whispered, her voice shaking with fear and disbelief. “Security here is so tight that there are guards everywhere and checks at every door. Who would dare do this? And how did they do it without anyone noticing?”Liam stared at the ring resting in his palm. It looked beautiful and flawless to anyone else’s eyes, but he knew it was nothing more than an expertly made copy. Beatri
He looked at them with polite curiosity, though his posture remained guarded and composed. He had known Liam for many years, ever since Liam began expanding his business interests overseas; their paths had crossed often enough to make them familiar acquaintances. Yet they had never been close friends, and Mr. Daley could not understand what could bring Liam to his private suite at this late hour, especially accompanied by a woman he did not recognize.“May I help you, Mr. Liam?” he asked calmly, his tone courteous but carrying a subtle edge of caution. “And who is the lady standing behind you? I believe we have not been formally introduced.”Liam offered a thin, practiced smile, the kind he used for business meetings, warm enough to put others at ease but revealing nothing of his true thoughts. Beneath that surface, however, his eyes remained cold, sharp, and searching, scanning the room as if already looking for something out of place.“Mr. Daley, it has indeed been a while,” he repl
“If I could not have happiness… if my life has been nothing but empty, miserable, and lonely since she died… then neither should they. That is the only reason any of this wealth and power matters now. That is the only goal I have left. I will ruin them. I will break them down, piece by piece, just like I was broken years ago. I will make sure they suffer every bit of pain I have carried all this time. And I will make sure that in the end, their lives are just as empty, just as miserable, and just as lonely as mine has been ever since Laurin left this world.”Beatrice had been searching for Liam ever since all the guests had boarded the ship and the auction had come to an end, but he was nowhere to be found. As time passed, irritation began to creep into her more and more….none of the plans they had carefully laid out had worked out as expected.Now, beneath her growing frustration, cold fear began to sink in. She needed to get that ring back, no matter what it took. If Richard ever di
Lyra turned slightly toward Yani, her voice calm and low, almost a whisper.“It’s quieter here. I didn’t want to go back to the room just yet… it feels too enclosed. Out here, at least the air moves.”Yani gave a small, respectful nod, her eyes scanning the room subtly to ensure no one was approaching too closely.“You did well tonight, Miss. Everything went exactly as you expected. Better, even. They never stood a chance.”A faint, knowing smile touched Lyra’s lips as she swirled the drink in her glass.“Beatrice and Liam have always been too greedy, too eager to see me fall. Greed makes people blind. They only saw what they wanted to see, that I would break, that I would spend everything just for a memory. They forgot that I know how to play this game better than anyone.”Not long after, Elias and his friends Kade, Rio, Theo, and Dren followed them there. They stayed well back, lingering near the entrance and at a far corner, careful not to draw attention or disturb her. They simply
Beatrice clenched her fists secretly, struggling to keep her composure. She leaned closer, lowering her voice so only Lyra could hear, though her tone was sharp and confused. “The ring… aren’t you going to get it back? Do you truly not care at all?” She couldn’t understand it. She knew better than anyone how important that ring was to Lyra. Ever since Laurin died, all her things had been kept safe inside the Moreno family home: her clothes, her books, her jewelry. Beatrice herself had taken possession of that ring years ago, hiding it away in her private safe. She had admired it countless times, even tried wearing it once, but Richard had caught her and flown into a terrifying rage. He had slapped her so hard she nearly fell, his eyes blazing with anger as he shouted. “Don’t ever touch anything that belonged to Laurin!” Since then, the ring had been hidden away. Liam had told her back then, “If any of the Moreno family ever wants it back, they will have to come to us. And one d
Then, just as the bidding was reaching its peak, Yani’s phone buzzed softly in her lap. She glanced down at the screen for only a second, then leaned close to Lyra, her voice barely a whisper.“We have it, Miss. The team retrieved the original from the private vault. It’s safe with us now.”That was the exact moment Lyra stopped bidding, and why she signaled Elias to stop too. She didn’t need to win an auction for a fake. She already had what truly mattered. A small, playful, secret smile touched her lips as she watched everything unfold.After the auction came to an end, the host stepped onto the stage one last time, smiling warmly at the guests as he announced over the speakers. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for participating in tonight's auction. A poolside party will begin shortly on the upper deck: food, drinks, and music will be served, and all guests are welcome to attend. For those who wish to rest, your suites are available at any time. We hope you enjoy the remainder of
Night clung to Vale Tower like a cloak. From the highest floor, the city below spread out in ribbons of light, cars crawling like sparks across the veins of steel and glass. The office was quiet except for the low hum of the air vents and the faint ticking of the clock on the far wall.Elias sat be
After breakfast, Elias left for the Vale office with his subordinates, their laughter echoing faintly in the hallway until the heavy double doors closed behind them.The house fell silent.It was the kind of silence that had followed Lyra since childhood…...deep, waiting, almost suffocating. She li
The morning light spilled softly through the curtains, golden beams dancing across the room. Lyra stirred, her lashes fluttering as she slowly woke. Warmth pressed against her side, and her body stilled. Someone was hugging her.Blinking the last haze of sleep away, she turned her head and her brea
The balcony was quiet, softened by the glow of lanterns along the railing and the faint hum of crickets in the trees beyond. The cool breeze of the evening brushed against Lyra’s porcelain skin, but she didn’t mind. For once, she wasn’t retreating from the noise of the house she was simply letting







