ログイン“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
“I should take you home.”The words made Daven turn toward Arsen, who was standing a short distance away. “Why do you need to take me home?”Arsen cleared his throat lightly. “Um… to make sure you get home safely?”“You’d be better off taking care of yourself,” Daven clicked his tongue. “You’re tire
Meanwhile, in SunCity.After the call ended, Althea remained staring at her darkened phone screen. Her chest felt tight, restless—not because of what Daven had said, but because of everything he hadn’t. It seemed the pressure was coming at him from all sides, especially with the news surrounding Cal
“Nothing fatal,” the caller said flatly. “Just enough to make Riana rush over and make sure the child is fine. After that, you can build a bond. Reset your brilliant plan. Become the only person who truly cares about Eli—and earn her trust.”Selena let the words settle. The kitchen remained quiet; S
The drive to one of the Miller estates—nestled in an upscale district just on the edge of the city center—passed in quiet stillness.Selena stared out the window, the city lights racing across the glass while her thoughts spun faster than the car’s wheels.A dinner invitation from Nathan… just as I







