Mag-log in“I don’t need the details,” Brandon shot back. “I’ve seen enough of the pattern you play. You’re still preying on the weak just to squeeze money out of them.” He leaned back in his chair, his gaze resting on Falcon, relaxed yet cutting. “That’s… pathetic.”The room fell silent again.Juan didn’t int
“You’ve been expected, Young Master. The Master is waiting for you,” one of the servants said as soon as he arrived.Brandon barely spared the man a glance. His eyes moved instead to the building in front of him. It stood tall and imposing, all grandeur and elegance wrapped in luxury. But to him, it
It wasn’t a request. It was an order.Lydia frowned, irritation flashing across her face. “Cale—”“I want to talk to her.”Lydia held his gaze, clearly displeased with the way he said it. But after a few seconds, she let out a quiet breath. She glanced briefly at Naomi, silently assuring her that ev
“Get in,” Cale ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.Lydia only glanced at him. There were so many things she wanted to say, so many questions pressing at the back of her throat, but… her husband’s face told her everything she needed to know. He wasn’t in the mood to be challenged.She gav
Hi my lovely readers,Sorry for the late update. There won't be a new chapter for "His Regret" today. I'll be back tomorrow to continue Lydia and Cale's story.Don't miss out!Thank you, Canis
“We don’t care,” he replied lightly, devoid of emotion. “Mr. Falcon wants to see you.”It didn’t sound like a request.It was an order—one that was expected to be obeyed.Naomi shook her head quickly. “I told you, I’ll come later.” There was a slight emphasis on later, as if it was the last boundary
Vanessa’s face was a wreck. Tears slipped down her cheeks, but instead of sympathy, the reporters cheered at the sight, capturing every drop as proof of her downfall.Then, suddenly, the feed shifted again. Vanessa’s image vanished, replaced by the gleaming lobby of a grand building. The massive log
“Where’s Josh?” Chase asked, his brow lifting in mild surprise.“With your father in the back garden. He said there’s something he wants to show him.” Althea walked alongside Chase toward the lounge.“I’m guessing he’s showing him Leo.”“Who’s Leo?”“Not who, but what,” Chase said with a laugh. “Leo
“No!” Vanessa cut in quickly. “You’ve misunderstood, Daven.”She rushed toward him, desperate to close the space between them. She wanted—no, needed—to hold her husband. It had always worked before; if she acted sweet, maybe cried a little, Daven would usually soften.Vanessa truly believed he’d for
“And you can draw your own conclusions from what we’ve explained, can’t you?” Chris asked. The easy humor was gone from his eyes; there was nothing casual about him now. When it came to work—especially anything involving Harold—Chris could become an entirely different man.“This project is worth a g







