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
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 have,” he replied quietly. “Arsen just handed it to me.”Silence lingered on the other end, followed by a long, weary sigh. “I know this must be hard for you.”Daven glanced down at the invitation in his hand, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. “Hard? It feels… like getting a death notice from m
The days after the surgery stretched long, but they were filled with color. Althea took turns watching over Josh. When she needed rest, Chase or Daven would step in. Sometimes Felicia came to bring a bit of cheer, and Kate—though still recovering from the donor procedure, insisted on visiting her gr
“I didn’t expect you’d be leaving so soon,” Kate said softly, her expression wistful as her eyes lingered on Althea—then shifted toward Josh, who was chatting with Daven not far away.“Please come visit Mighatan often, Althea,” she added, her voice tinged with quiet hope, as though she was afraid he
That morning, the sky over Mighatan was a dull shade of gray as Chase’s black car rolled to a stop in front of the towering Callister Group building. The air was sharp and cold, but the heaviness in his chest had nothing to do with the weather—it came from the thoughts that had weighed on him for th







