MasukDon Falcon’s office occupied the highest floor of the mansion, overlooking a stretch of city that seemed small beneath the vast glass windows. But that morning, no one in the room dared appreciate the view. The air felt heavy, dense with pressure that came entirely from the man seated behind the gle
“Not if it’s treated immediately.” The doctor looked at Cale calmly. “But she needs complete rest. No stress, no fear, and she must not be left alone.”Lydia raised a brow. “That last part sounds important.”Dr. Weber took out fever medication and wrote an additional prescription. “I’ll give her an
The hotel room door flew open harder than usual. Fast footsteps entered the main suite, followed by a rush of cold air from the hallway before the door could close again.Cale came in first, still wearing the same suit he had left in that morning. His face was unreadable, but the tight line of his j
“Like what?”“Being… warm to strangers.”Lydia chewed slowly before answering. “No. I’m selective.”“Then why me?”“I don’t know,” Lydia said lightly. “Maybe fate?”That answer left Naomi quiet.To shift the mood, Lydia began talking about small, ordinary things. About a woman named Althea who, in h
Morning crept slowly into the hotel suite, still wrapped in silence. The heavy curtains had not been fully opened, leaving only pale lines of light stretched across the floor. In the guest room, Naomi woke with ragged breaths, her body drenched in cold sweat. Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, a
Morning arrived in Berlin beneath a pale sky, the air still carrying the last bite of the night’s cold. On the upper floor of Brandon’s modern office tower, the main conference room had been prepared an hour earlier. A long wooden table was lined with final documents, the presentation screen already
It was a known fact. The TnC Group, under Nathaniel Miller’s oversight, contributed extensively to professionals like doctors and other healthcare workers—supporting them in multiple ways, from education to better employment conditions. Nathan paid close attention to their welfare.And yet…“They sh
At the prosecutor’s office, Daven received the report with a long, heavy breath. Just the night before, he’d finally felt a sliver of calm—thanks to Althea’s visit, and the quiet strength his wife had given him to face all of this.But this morning’s news sent his emotions surging all over again. If
Oscar fell silent. His jaw clenched, his gaze dropping to the floor. The muffled groans and restrained cries coming from Noel on the screen made his stomach twist with fear. But he couldn’t reveal Harold’s whereabouts. “I don’t know,” he said at last.Cale smiled faintly—a smile devoid of warmth. “N
“Arsen, listen to me carefully.”Daven’s voice was low, weighted with emphasis. The black car carrying him sped down the main road of SunCity. He had to reach Callister Group headquarters as quickly as possible—before anything else could make the situation spiral further out of control. Two escort v






