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’m going to the prosecutor’s office.”The words left Althea’s mouth flatly yet filled with resolve. She stood in the living room, phone still in her hand, waiting for Arsen’s response on the other end. Josh and Grace were already being looked after by Lydia and seemed to have started forgetting wh
The black van cruised steadily along the outer-city highway, far from the crowded center. Its windows were tinted, the engine quiet, and two other vehicles followed at a measured distance, keeping to the same lane. Harold sat comfortably in the middle seat, one leg crossed over the other, his suit i
The atmosphere at the Miller family home was calm and peaceful. Althea chose to relax, losing herself in one of her favorite novels—until her phone rang several times, pulling her attention away.Arsen’s name appeared on the screen, and her body tensed instantly. She answered before the ringing even
It was a known fact. The TnC Group, under Nathaniel Miller’s oversight, contributed extensively to professionals like doctors and other healthcare workers—supporting them in multiple ways, from education to better employment conditions. Nathan paid close attention to their welfare.And yet…“They sh







