LOGINA knock echoed through the room before the door opened.Two figures stepped inside.A man and a woman—both in their mid-twenties.Their presence alone spoke of status.The man wore a tailored charcoal suit, perfectly fitted, paired with a crisp white shirt left slightly unbuttoned at the collar. His sharp features and confident bearing gave him a natural air of authority.Beside him, the woman carried herself with equal elegance. She wore a sleek ivory dress, minimal yet refined, accentuating her graceful figure. Her long hair fell neatly over her shoulders, framing a face that was both beautiful and composed.They looked every bit like heirs of a powerful family.Irene followed behind them, her brows faintly knitted in confusion.She couldn't understand it.Why would people from San Virex come looking for the President… and not the Chairman?Still, she said nothing. After guiding them inside, she stepped out quietly, closing the door behind her.—As soon as the door shut, the two wa
A week had passed since the fall of Silver Crest Real Estate.Every asset Renan Silvestre had taken was returned—along with double compensation. Aureline Corp's name had been fully cleared, its reputation restored stronger than before.As for Silver Crest, its collapse was swift and humiliating.The very investors Renan once boasted about turned against him after uncovering his schemes. One by one, they cut ties, publicly distancing themselves, leaving his credibility in ruins. With no support left, Renan was forced to sell the company. It was rebranded under new ownership, erasing his presence entirely.Soon after, Renan disappeared from Lunada City.No one knew where he went.—At Aureline Corp, inside the Chairman's office, the atmosphere was calm.Seraphina leaned back in her chair, finally done with her work. The faint sunlight filtered through the glass walls, casting a soft glow across her desk. For the first time in days, she allowed herself a moment of stillness.It was alrea
Renan swallowed.Then suddenly burst into laughter.Loud.Almost exaggerated."Ah—so these are the people?" he said, clapping his hands lightly. "The ones pretending to be Aureline?"He stepped forward, smiling widely.But the tension in his eyes betrayed him.As he passed close to the two—He leaned in slightly.His voice dropped to a whisper."Deny everything.""I'll triple your payment.""Blame another real estate company."Then he straightened and began pacing around them.A performer on stage."Well… well… well…" he said loudly.He circled them slowly."Where did you get the courage…""…to impersonate Aureline Corp?"His voice rose with mock authority."Do you even understand what kind of power Aureline holds now?"He stopped in front of them."Didn't you think about the consequences before carrying out whoever ordered this?"He turned sharply toward Seraphina."As you can see, Chairman…"His tone turned righteous."These kinds of people are dangerous.""They damage reputations."
Lucien adjusted his suit.His movements were calm.Controlled.But his eyes—Cold.A man rushed in behind them, the same one shouting earlier."Chairman, I'm sorry— I couldn't stop them—"Renan shot him a sharp glare."Why would you stop them?"His tone turned harsh."Get out."The man froze, then bowed quickly and left.The door closed.Silence.Lucien and Seraphina stepped forward.Renan's face immediately shifted.A smile spread across it.Polished.Servile."Chairman… President…"He gestured toward the seats."Please, sit."Without waiting for permission, Lucien and Seraphina sat.Calm.Unbothered.Renan remained standing in front of them.Slightly bowed."What can I do for you?" he asked with a smile.Seraphina lifted her gaze.Sharp."Do you really not know why we're here?"Renan's smile held.But sweat began forming on his forehead."I'm afraid I don't understand," he said carefully."Could you clarify?"Seraphina leaned back slightly.Her voice turned colder."Do you want me t
Silver Crest Real Estate — Top FloorLaughter echoed through the spacious office.Loud.Unrestrained.At the center of it sat a man in his fifties—his face sharp, eyes narrow and calculating. His smile never quite reached his eyes, giving him an unsettling presence. The kind of man who looked like he had built his empire on the misfortune of others.Renan Silvestre.Chairman of Silver Crest Real Estate.He leaned back in his chair, cigar in hand, clearly pleased."Another one?" he said into the phone."Yes, Chairman," the voice replied. "The land has been secured."Renan laughed."Good."He ended the call without another word.Then immediately dialed another number."Well?" he asked.A pause."…Not yet, Chairman."Renan's lips curled."I see."He leaned forward slightly."Then do what we always do."His tone turned casual."Use Aureline Corp."A pause."And get someone to play Lucien Cross."He smirked."Make it convincing.""Yes, Chairman."The call ended.Renan laughed again.Satisf
After the chaos outside was handled and the troublemakers were driven away, calm slowly returned to the orphanage.Director Margaret insisted they stay."At least have dinner before you leave," she said warmly.No one refused.—Inside, the atmosphere shifted again.Laughter returned.Children gathered around Seraphina, pulling her hands, dragging her into their games."Sister Seraphina, look!""I got the robot!""Mine can transform!"Seraphina laughed, crouching down to their level."That's amazing!"At the corner—A few boys kept glancing at Lucien.Whispering.Then finally—One of them walked up."Brother…"Lucien looked down.The boy raised his fist."Are you really that strong?"Another boy jumped in."I saw you earlier!""You punched the bad guy—boom!"He threw an exaggerated punch in the air.The others followed."Boom! Boom!""I'll protect the orphanage too!""I'm Brother Lucien!"They started imitating him—Poorly.Uncoordinated.But full of enthusiasm.Lucien blinked.Once.
Everyone turned.At the doorway stood two people—a woman and a man.They stepped inside as if onto a red carpet.The woman wore a red, fitted dress that hugged her figure perfectly, her posture confident, almost flaunting. She held a small handbag with both hands, chin lifted, eyes fixed straight o
Clinton's eyes went wide.So wide they looked like they might fall out.'What… is happening?'His mind spun, panic crashing into disbelief. 'Why are they bowing? To him? To that provincial nobody?!'He blinked once. Twice. Three times—like that might reset reality.Seraphina was no better off. She
No one paid Clinton any more attention.Dennis Clark turned his back on him completely and extended his hand to Seraphina."Happy cooperation, Ms. Valeza."Seraphina stood and shook his hand firmly. "Happy cooperation."Dennis nodded, the tension in his shoulders finally easing a little. "Let's eat
"Ha?!" Clinton blurted out, blinking several times as if his eyes were malfunctioning.Dennis Clark calmly reached into Clinton's own bag, pulled out a neatly prepared folder, and placed it on the table."Ms. Valeza," Dennis said respectfully, sliding the documents toward her, "here is the contract







