MasukNaomi said nothing more. She walked to her unit, pushed open the apartment door, and stepped inside. Before closing it, she noticed Liu still standing in the hallway, watching until the door was fully shut and locked.The room was small, cramped, and far from comfortable, yet tonight it felt like th
“Thank you,” Naomi said, bowing her head slightly to Liu, who had escorted her home that night. Her voice was soft, nearly swallowed by the whisper of the night wind slipping through the corridor of the old apartment building where she lived. The hallway lights glowed dimly, casting long shadows acr
“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
Chase veered off in the opposite direction, down another corridor—the one that would lead him straight to the press. Every now and then, Althea glanced back, making sure there was nothing chasing at her heels.“Miss Grayson, Mr. Chris’s car is waiting just outside,” Jennifer informed her gently, pul
“Are you ready?” Theo asked, his expression smug, as if victory had already rested in his hands. Since morning, he had stationed himself in his daughter’s apartment, unwilling to risk anyone capturing a photograph of Vanessa appearing too “close” to that assistant of hers. For now, he had to craft t
A few hours before Vanessa and Daven spoke on the phone.“This… this can’t be happening,” Vanessa whispered, her voice trembling. Her eyes refused to leave the screen where Daven stood, his words buzzing like a relentless swarm in her ears. And yet, deep down, she knew—this wasn’t some bluff.Her hu
“You should probably head home first, Mr. Daven,” Arsen suggested, glancing at him. Daven had been staring straight ahead at the road, his expression far too calm and much quieter than he’d been on the drive from SunCity to Mighatan. Was it because they’d just visited his grandmother’s grave?Arsen







