Se connecterJenny and Flin exchanged glances, blinking in disbelief before turning back to Lucien.He was smiling.Calm. Unbothered. As if nothing unusual had happened."What… just happened?" Jenny asked, still trying to process it. "Wasn't Cousin Dominic kidnapped?"Lucien let out a soft laugh and shook his head."You're underestimating him," he said lightly. "Or rather… your patriarch is."He leaned back, his tone casual."Did he forget? Dominic followed me around for quite some time back then." A faint smirk appeared on his lips. "Looks like he's really getting old."He chuckled to himself before glancing at the two again."Go back to San Virex," Lucien said. "Tell your patriarch he's getting old—he should rest already and pass the position to Dominic."He added the last line with a laugh.Flin scratched his head awkwardly, while Jenny let out a quiet sigh.They both stood up."Brother Lucien… sorry for the trouble," Flin said, his tone a bit embarrassed."If we had known Cousin could handle i
A 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
Seraphina opened her mouth to speak—But Vanessa laughed first.It was loud. Sharp. Almost giddy."So you admit it," Vanessa said, shaking her head as if in disbelief. "You admit that your work is fake."She let out another laugh, slower this time, deliberately dragging it out so everyone could hea
After the Hawthornes and the Moreaus finally left, the air lightened.Almost immediately, more guests arrived—cars lining up smoothly at the entrance, one after another. The names announced at the door drew quiet murmurs from the crowd. These weren't random invitees. Most of them were familiar face
Two people stepped forward.Seraphina recognized them instantly.Vanessa Kline.Marcus Hale.Lucien, standing off to the side with a coffee in hand, curved his lips into a faint smile.'Interesting,' he thought.Vanessa stopped right in front of Seraphina, chin lifted, eyes sharp."There's a proble
Julian smiled as he stepped forward.He gave Margaret and Caleb a small nod—subtle, approving—like a silent good job. In his mind, the scene had already played out perfectly: public pressure, moral accusation, reputation shaken. The usual.He adjusted his cuffs and turned toward Seraphina, voice ca







