ログインMADELYN'S POVThe next morning, I arrived at the office earlier than usual. I had barely stepped out of the elevator when I remembered what happened the night before. I left early in the morning without saying anything to anyone... Everyone will get busy for their day anyway... Last night's incidents are still fresh in my mind... Father's words. The Morettis. Grandfather. That ridiculous deal that made no sense to me and went absolutely against my morals... I can't believe I stood there through every word he said...And somehow... Wyne Moretti was at the center of all of it. As if his target was to bring down the Moretti's... I shook my head. Not now. I wasn't going to let personal matters interfere with work. At least... not yet. Not until I know the whole truth about my grandfather....I walked straight toward Wyne's office. Matilda glanced at me and immediately stood. She looked much better than that night... She smiled at me with gratefulness..."Good morning, Madelyn""Morning.
MADELYN'S POV"Pray that what he was saying isn't the truth, Wyne Moretti... Because if it is... I'll destroy that company in a way generations won't forget."The thought flashed through my mind before I immediately stopped walking."...No."I shut my eyes tightly."What am I even thinking?"I let out a slow breath. I had spent years teaching myself never to make decisions while angry. That rule had built my company. It had saved me from countless mistakes. I wasn't about to abandon it now.I knew nothing. Only one side of the story. One accusation. Nothing more. Until I heard everything... Until I found proof... I refused to judge anyone.Not Wyne. Not the Morettis. Not even Father. First of allI don't trust my father...
MADELYN'S POVHis words echoed through the study."It was the Morettis that pushed your grandfather to his death."For the first time since entering the room... I was genuinely speechless."...What?"Father held my gaze without wavering."You heard me.""No."I shook my head almost immediately."That's impossible.""Is it?""The Morettis have been our competitors for decades. They're ruthless. But pushing someone to their death?"I took another step toward him."...No. I don't believe that."Father's expression remained unreadable."You don't believe me?""I don't.""Why?""Because you're asking me to spy on Wyne. Because you've already admitted you want Blackgold destroyed. So how am I supposed to know this isn't another attempt to manipulate me?"
MADELYN'S POVThe rest of dinner passed in complete silence. No one brought up Wyne again. No one asked another question. Yet... I could feel Father's eyes drifting toward me every now and then.Not with disappointment. Not with anger like usual but.... With calculation. That look alone made me lose my appetite.A few minutes later... Dinner ended. The servants quietly cleared the table while everyone dispersed to their usual routines. Giovanni headed toward his study to finish reviewing patient files. Marlin disappeared upstairs while talking on the phone with one of her clients.Sandro silently walked to the library with a book tucked beneath his arm. He glanced at me once before leaving... Once I get time, I need to talk to him...Mom excused herself to prepare for bed. I remained where I was. Father had already left. His study door upstairs stood slightly open
MADELYN'S POVThe dining table was unusually quiet. The crystal chandelier cast a warm glow over the polished mahogany table while servants silently moved around, refilling glasses and replacing empty dishes. Father sat at the head of the table.Mom was sitting beside him. Giovanni and Marlin were discussing things that happened at their workplace from time to time, exchanging updates about how Gio performed a high risk surgery and is in line for promotion... Marlin joined in saying how she won every case she took...Diago was as usual out of town for his work while Sandro quietly ate his food...I simply... Focused on my plate. Pushing vegetables around with my fork. Pretending I was interested in the food. Like them... I could brag too. I could tell them that I'd made millions this week. I could tell them I'd quietly purchased the entire building I was currently living in.I could tell them that some of the country's most influential businessmen had been waiting months just to get a
MADELYN'S POVI smiled to myself as Wyne disappeared into the private restroom with the sheet mask in his hand. Who would've thought... The mighty Wyne Moretti had actually listened to me.I picked up another report and had barely read two lines when my phone vibrated across the desk... I glanced at the screen. The moment I saw the caller ID... Every trace of amusement vanished from my face.Giovanni Davenport.Without a second thought, I stood up and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window before answering."Hello?"His deep voice came through immediately."Madelyn."Just hearing his voice made my shoulders instinctively straighten."Yes... Brother?"There was a brief silence."When are you coming home?"I closed my eyes... I was supposed to visit home every weekend but since I came, I didn't visited for once.... Mom called once or twice and asked to come but I made up excuses....
WYNE'S POV The week rolled to an end with endless works, meetings and thoughts of her.. Checking if she really came to join bugged me daily.. But being the CEO I couldn't ask my secretary everyday for her.. I would look so desperate, The nerve on my jaw pulsed while boring hole on the wall clock
WYNE'S POV "I said what I said.. And it's true.. You're egoistic and give a 'don't care ' attitude.. Even Mr Ashford will agree if not fearing you.. 'Sir '... " I stared at her rendered speechless along with others.. And that 'sir ' at the end was not with due respect but taunt.. "Madelyn!! "
THIRD PERSON'S POV His smile dropped. "If I ever get a chance.. I'll grab his hair and yank it until all that arrogance leaves his body.. " Something flashed across Wyne's eyes.. More than anger, it was amusement and a challenge.. He got up and walked to her.. Standing just inches away from
WYNE'S POV My eyes darted across the room on the employees of the financial department who fucked up real bad.. Is this why I pay them? To mess up my company and make things difficult for me? Absolutely not! I could just fire each and everyone for messing up the numbers but that would be another d







