LOGIN“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
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“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
That morning, Althea tried to move through her routine as if nothing had changed, even though her eyes still felt heavy from the lack of sleep. She didn’t complain—not once. But the air felt different today, hollow somehow, now that the funeral was over. It was as if a new, aching emptiness had carv
“Here’s the report you requested, Sir.”Arsen placed a thick folder on Daven’s desk. The room hadn’t changed much—except for a framed family portrait positioned deliberately as the focal point of the space. He set the file down carefully, fully expecting Daven to pepper him with questions.Daven fli
“I heard you know her, Chris?” Cale asked, his eyes never leaving the documents his brother had given him.“When I first saw this photo,” Chris picked up one picture from the table, “I didn’t remember a thing. But… when she showed it again during our talk at the restaurant, bits of it started coming
“She brought complete documents—official stamps, medical signatures… everything looked valid,” Althea admitted, though the same doubt twisted inside her.Cale dragged his hand down his face, frustrated. “This… this makes no sense. Chase has never hidden anything from me. There’s no way he’d have a c







