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
“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
“So… you know what to do, right?” Chris asked, eyeing Josh.The boy beside him grinned from ear to ear. “Of course. I’m not about to tell anyone we spent all that time at the arcade. Or that we had hamburgers, then ice cream, pizza, and… soda.”Chris chuckled. “You’re a good little reminder.”“But U
The midday air in Mighatan felt oddly cold despite the blazing sun overhead. A brisk wind swept through the cemetery, tugging at Althea’s hair until she had to smooth it down more than once. But the moment she reached her mother’s grave, she ignored the chill, the sunlight, and the wind.She stood s







