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Chapter: Ricafort’s Flashback – The Perfect Betrayal

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Years before Isla Valencia ever walked into Ricafort’s office with those fire-lit eyes, before Ezekiel Veylin became his personal nightmare, there was only one plan in Ricafort’s world—domination.

And it began with betrayal.

He poured himself a glass of scotch, the amber liquid swirling like liquid gold, and stared out over Manila’s business district from his penthouse suite. Back then, he was the rising king, playing both friend and predator. Whitlock Industries was his hunting ground, and Isidro Valencia was the perfect fool.

Isidro was weak—always desperate for validation, always hungry for deals he could never control. Ricafort made him feel important, invited him to luxury golf clubs, whispered about impossible profits, and filled his head with dreams of expanding Whitlock’s hold across Southeast Asia.

All lies.

Ricafort smirked at the memory of Isidro’s wide-eyed gullibility, how easy it was to plant seeds of greed. “This is how you secure Isla’s future,” Ricafort would say. “On
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  • Falling Hard   Chapter: Ricafort’s Flashback – The Perfect Betrayal

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