เข้าสู่ระบบAt that moment, Mr. Laurent finally snapped out of his shock and hurried over.
“Manager Parker,” he said carefully, “there has to be some kind of misunderstanding. She isn’t some ‘Miss Ve.’ She’s my useless daughter.” Disgust filled his face. “She went to prison years ago and only got released today—” “How dare you.” Manager Parker’s expression instantly turned cold. “Someone like Miss Ve means nothing to you?” He let out a mocking laugh. “No wonder the Laurent family has never made it into the real upper class.” Mr. Laurent’s face turned red with humiliation. Before he could react, security guards had already entered the ballroom and started escorting guests out in an orderly line. The smarter guests immediately realized something was very wrong. One by one, they found excuses and left. No one wanted to get caught in the middle of this. Selena stood frozen as her carefully planned engagement party fell apart around her. Her nails dug deeply into her palms. Then suddenly— “Vessara Laurent, you make me sick!” Her face twisted with anger. “You slept with old men for money, didn’t you?! Is that where all this came from?!” Hatred filled her voice. “You’re disgusting! How could I ever have someone like you as a sister?!” Mr. Laurent regained his confidence immediately after hearing that. “I knew you’d turn into an embarrassment!” he shouted furiously. “Get back home right now! Just wait until I deal with you—” Before he could finish— Two security guards seized him by the arms and dragged him straight out of the ballroom. As they passed her, Vessara smiled faintly without even sparing them a glance. “This is only a little interest I’m collecting,” she said softly. “The main course is still a long way off.” The guards quickly hauled them outside. Manager Parker calmly adjusted his tie afterward, his expression returning to its usual polished smile as though nothing had happened. “Miss Ve,” he said cautiously, “if you’re satisfied with today’s service… perhaps you could put in a good word for me with Mr. Foster sometime?” Vessara said nothing. Understanding immediately, Manager Parker wisely stepped back. But before leaving, he still bowed respectfully. “I wish you continued success, Miss Ve.” The moment he walked away, Roy clicked his tongue. “This guy’s even better at sucking up than I am.” The ballroom finally fell silent. Then suddenly— A ringtone broke through the quiet. A very specific ringtone. Only one person used it. Vessara glanced at the screen briefly before slipping the phone back into her pocket. “Let’s go.” Her voice was calm. “There’s still one last problem to deal with.” A cold smile appeared in her eyes. “Might as well handle everything tonight.” ... Vessara leaned back against her seat and slowly closed her eyes. The Grand Hotel was located along the mountainside, far from the noise of the city. That was why she decided to rest for a while during the drive. Then suddenly— The car jolted violently. Her eyes snapped open just in time to see a black car blaze past them before swerving sideways across the road, blocking their path completely. A blockade. The car vanished almost immediately. Then more vehicles appeared from different directions, surrounding them fast. “Boss,” Roy said under his breath, gripping the wheel tighter, “I think they got the wrong target.” He tried to turn the car around— Then Vessara spotted another black Porsche Panamera hidden deeper in the shadows. Her eyes narrowed instantly Razen Valdis? What was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be overseas after cutting ties with the Valdis family years ago? Then it clicked. He was being hunted. Unfortunately, they’d gotten dragged into it too. Vessara let out a quiet breath. “Switch seats.” Before Roy could react, she grabbed the steering wheel and shoved him aside smoothly. Her fingers wrapped around the wheel with practiced ease. Then she slammed the accelerator down. The car shot forward. Straight at the blockade. The pursuing cars swerved hard to avoid crashing head-on. “What the hell?!” The driver in the lead car stared in disbelief at the taillights speeding away. “Why’d they suddenly go crazy?!” “What are you waiting for? Go after them!” The order came through the earpiece immediately. Within seconds, the convoy sped after them again. “Damn it! How is that car still moving this fast? Razen Valdis is supposed to be injured!” “Less talking, more driving! If we lose him, we’re dead!” The mountain road twisted sharply along the cliffs. One wrong move would send them straight into the ravine below. But the black car ahead only kept accelerating. Faster. Faster. Like the driver had no fear of dying. Inside the car, Vessara glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled faintly. Good. She’d been worried they wouldn’t keep up. The moment the cars behind closed the distance— She slammed on the brakes. Everything happened too fast. The cars chasing them had no time to react. One crashed directly into another, sending both spinning violently toward the guardrail. Then— Metal screeched. The barrier shattered. One of the vehicles flew straight off the cliff. Vessara watched it disappear into the darkness below before casually giving a thumbs-up through the window. “Impressive,” she said lazily. “Driving off a mountain takes commitment.” Beside her, Roy rubbed his arms. “Boss… you’re terrifying.” “I try my best,” Vessara replied seriously. But the amusement in her eyes faded quickly. Razen Valdis’s face flashed through her mind again. Silence settled inside the car. Roy quietly switched back into the driver’s seat, silently mourning the idiots who’d crossed paths with Vessara today. Meanwhile— Hidden farther down the road, Razen leaned weakly against his seat, his sharp eyes fixed on the disappearing car ahead. He had come here to meet an informant. After years of searching, he had finally uncovered a lead on the person he'd been tracking. But before he could leave— he'd been ambushed. The attack had been carefully planned, timed perfectly to cut off every possible escape route. His pursuers had clearly come prepared. If that woman hadn't stepped in at the last second... A low laugh escaped his lips. What an embarrassing mistake. Still... Why did she look so familiar? Before he could think any further, darkness swallowed him whole.A spotlight came on, revealing a man walking onto the stage with a microphone in his hand.The room immediately erupted."Wait... is that Lucius Barclay?"Lucas's eyes widened. "Lucius? Didn't he say he couldn't make it back in time?"Vessara looked up in surprise. So this was Lucius Barclay, her second older brother.The man standing on the stage wore a perfectly tailored suit that accentuated his tall, lean frame. His sharp jawline and striking features gave him an almost unreal appearance, while his deep-set eyes seemed as dark and mysterious as the sea. With a microphone in hand, Lucius smiled as he looked toward Vessara."Hey, little sis. I know I'm a little late, but welcome home."Vessara stared at him for a moment, caught off guard by the warmth in his voice.Lucius then turned toward Lucian with a grin."And congratulations to my big brother on his wedding."The room filled with laughter and applause.As one of the coun
Vessara stopped a few steps away. "Surprised?""You..." Hans looked around the room, then back at her. "You did this?"Vessara's expression remained calm."Yes."Hans let out a disbelieving laugh."You're a Barclay heiress. You don't have the authority to launch an operation across several jurisdictions."Vessara tilted her head slightly. "Is that what you think?"Hans's smile faded.She took a step toward him, her expression calm."We've only met once. There are many things about me you don't know, Mr. Galloway." She stopped in front of him. "The next time you target a family, be more careful about the people in it."Hans stared at her, trying to recover the confidence he had lost."What are you talking about?"Vessara gave him a faint, almost indifferent smile."You'll find out soon enough."Before Hans could respond, the officers moved forward and restrained him."Wait!" Hans struggled against their
Something shifted in Vessara's eyes."I forgot that," Roy said quietly. "I let fear, pride, and my own feelings make me forget where I belonged."He looked down at the drive on the table."But I remembered before it was too late."For a moment, no one spoke.Then Vessara picked up the drive."Sit down."Roy looked up.She pointed toward the chair across from them. "You're going to tell us everything."Roy nodded."Yes, Boss."He sat down, and for the next two hours, he told them everything he knew.The organization had established a network in England years ago, using legitimate businesses, intermediaries, and carefully chosen allies to conceal its operations. Its ultimate objective was to weaken the four major families in Country A and gradually replace the existing balance of power with its own influence. The Galloways had been useful because of their international connections, while the Hayes second branch had been usefu
The first page contained the name of an organization she didn't recognize. The following pages contained photographs, financial records, corporate registrations, and reports that had been pieced together from investigations spanning several years.Her expression gradually changed."This is an overseas organization?""Yes," Razen replied. "We've been tracking fragments of it for years."Vessara turned another page.There were connections to shell companies, private security groups, financial intermediaries, and influential figures abroad. None of the links appeared significant on their own, but together they formed a network that was far too organized to be coincidence.Then she saw a familiar name.Galloway.Her fingers stopped."Hans wasn't the source," she said.Razen nodded. "No. He was part of the network."Vessara closed the file halfway. "What do they want?"Razen's expression hardened."The four major families."
The Laurent family's downfall became the country's biggest story within twenty-four hours. Every major news outlet was covering the five-year-old hit-and-run, while social media was flooded with discussions about how the case had been manipulated for so long. What had once been treated as a criminal case against Vessara had now become a public reckoning, and the deeper investigators dug, the uglier the truth became.The Laurent family had not merely concealed Selena's involvement. They had deliberately worked to destroy Vessara's reputation, pressuring witnesses, making evidence disappear, and altering statements until the public was convinced that Vessara was responsible. Now, every one of those lies was being exposed.Martin Laurent tried to maintain control of the situation, but there was little he could do. His wife, meanwhile, spent most of her time trying to defend Selena and insisting that her daughter should not be sent to prison. By the third
Razen stood as well, nodded at Quentin, and raised his glass.“We’re all friends. There’s no need to be so formal with each other. We’ll have plenty of time to meet in the future. It’s not like we’ll never see each other again. Although, by then, you two might be so wrapped up in married life that you won’t even remember the rest of us.”“How could I forget you? I could forget anyone else, but never you. Don’t worry.”The smile Christina had maintained on her face grew even brighter.She looked up at Razen, and for the first time, she suddenly felt that the thing she had spent so long chasing might not have been as important as she once thought.Liking someone had never been a one-sided matter. It also involved the person being loved. Before, she had simply thought about it all too lightly.But now, everything had changed for the better. She would stay by Quentin’s side







