MasukMadeline stared at the man before her.
His face seemed known, like she had seen him somewhere.
But, her brain was still too mixed up to recall clearly. Her heart, which had been racing from almost being struck by a car, hadn't even gone back to normal.
"Are you fine, Miss?" The man's worried voice pulled Madeline from her daydream.
"Oh, yes. I'm fine," he replied quickly.
She tried to get up but when she moved her leg pain shot from her knee. Madeline frowned then looked down at the leg.
"Your knee bleeds," the man said, sounding more worried.
It seems, he didn't pull quick enough and the car brushed Madeline's leg.
Yet, odd, the hurt from the cut didn’t seem to be felt. Maybe because the hurt in Madeline's heart was bigger.
Betrayed by her fiancé.
Thrown out by her own father.
Expelled from her family's company.
Next to all that, the cut on her knee was naught.
Madeline lifted her head, looking at the guy watching her state with sadness in his eyes.
She grinned a bit, but it seemed fake. “Thanks for helping me, mister. I can handle it alone. Sorry about the mess”
Madeline did not wait for an answer, she bowed a bit to say her thanks then walked away with a limp.
The guy looked quiet, seeing until her shape fully went out of sight down the road.
Then he let out a breath, turned around and walked to a dark car that was close by.
When in, he took out his phone and called a person.
“Sir it seems there is a problem with Miss Brooks.”
**
“Your father fired you?”
Haris, Madeline's uncle and the nearest person she still trusted, looked at her with a face of surprise and rage.
“That man is so cruel!”
His voice was filled with disbelief.
Haris grabbed his phone, looking set to ring Adhitama.
"I'll speak to him. No matter what the issue is, the way he is treating you is crazy!"
But, Madeline quickly took her uncle's hand.
"Uncle, don't."
Haris looked at him hard. "Why? Are you still backing a guy who didn't even pause before kicking you out of his family?"
Madeline bit her lip. There was something really bad in her uncle's words, but she couldn’t blame no one but herself.
"Papa ain't wrong for being mad," Madeline said softly. "͏I was bad at going to the bar that night I was also bad at talking without thinking in front of a lot of people. I won't make excuses for myself."
Haris took a deep breath.
He looked at Madeline for a long time before asking, "So what is your plan now"?
Madeline was silent for a moment.
She knew her dad had shut all his places. She had left her ride at the Brooks Group office. Today, she would have to take a taxi to her uncle's house.
After thinking for a moment, Madeline looked up.
"Uncle, do you know someone whose business is wanting for workers? I want to find a job."
Haris lifted his brows, looking at Madeline closely.
"Don't you want to chat with your dad first?" she asked "Who knows he could change his mind"
Madeline shook her head.
"This ain't so easy." Her voice had a lot of grit. "And this time I wanna show Dad that I can be by myself."
Haris sighed again.
Watching his often pampered niece change into a strong person left him with no choice, too help.
Finally, he said, "Try applying here."
Haris said the name͏ of a company and then shared details about a job that he heard of.
Madeline shook her head, taking the info with her eyes bright with hope.
"Thank you, Uncle."
After talk with Haris, Madeline lost no time and right away applied the next day to a company her uncle talked about.
She got all the needed papers from a company for a job application.
But, when she got to the building Madeline was shocked.
ARS Company.
A big company with power in the country.
The house was big, with a wide entrance and fancy, new inside.
Doubt quick crossed her mind. Was she truly good enough to work here?
Madeline swallowed hard and stepped inside.
But, before she could ask the desk clerk a known voice made her stop.
"Look who's stranded here?"
Madeline spun, and her eyes straight away got small.
It was Sonia.
The lady stood with her arms crossed over her chest staring at her with scorn.
Madeline shut her mouth tight. Of all the spots in the world, why did she have to see this lady again?
Sonia smiled, then looked at the paper Madeline was carrying. “What is this? You want to apply for a job here?”
Madeline made her face look blank. “Not your concern.”
But, her brows wrinkled when she saw the angry look on Sonia's face.
The lady giggled quietly. “I say you back off before you feel sorry for applying here”
Her tone was threatening.
“Just so you know I have a high job here.” she smirked. “So, if you join here, I can guarantee you’ll suffer.”
Madeline slapped Sonia’s index finger away from her shoulder roughly.
“Get your hands off me.”
Her tone was cold.
Sonia glared. “Who do you think you are, huh? I told you—”
“What’s going on here?”
The cold, heavy voice sounded between them.
Madeline flinched. She immediately turned toward the source of the voice, her body frozen.
Nathaniel.
The man stood there with a cold expression and piercing, piercing eyes.
Why was this man here?
However, Sonia's next words shocked Madeline even more.
"S-Sir CEO…"
CEO?!
ARS Company. Nathaniel.
Madeline's heart sank.
This company belongs to Nathaniel?!
Sonia stormed out of the ARS Company building, a cardboard box clutched tightly in her arms, filled with the personal belongings she had just cleared from her desk. Her hair was a mess, her lipstick slightly smeared her face with a mixture of anger, fear, and despair. As she walked down the corridor, whispers followed her, but Sonia didn’t care. There was only one thing on her mind Ethan.The late afternoon air felt heavy as Sonia stepped through the main doors of ARS Corporation. The sun was dipping westward, casting golden light across the glass façade of the towering building, the very place that had once symbolized her pride, and now, the place that had swallowed her whole.Her hands trembled as she tried to balance the box. Inside were fragments of her career achievement photos, her favorite coffee mug, and a plaque that had once filled her with pride. Now, they felt like mockery.Her heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, echoing thro
The morning sky was still veiled in a thin mist when the black car Nathaniel drove stopped in front of the ARS Corporation building. Madeline gazed at the towering structure through the window, her breath catching for a second. Even after a sleepless night of preparation, tension still weighed heavy on her chest. This wasn’t just another workday, this was the day of reckoning.Nathaniel turned off the engine and looked at her. “Are you sure you want to do this part alone at the start of the meeting?” he asked softly, his tone laced with worry. “I can present some of the data first if you want.”Madeline gave a faint smile, clutching the black folder tighter in her lap. “Thank you, but no. I want them to hear it directly from me. I’m the one who found it, so I’ll be the one to reveal it.”Nathaniel studied her for a moment before nodding slowly. There was something in his eyes a mix of pride and fear of losing
Madeline frowned. She was certain it hadn’t been there before. Her hand trembled slightly as she picked it up and unfolded the delicate piece of paper inside.The handwriting was elegant, but the message chilled her blood,“Stop digging, or you’ll lose more than just your career.”Madeline stared at the note for a long time. There was no signature, no clue of who had sent it. But the style of the writing felt familiar, too polished, too confident. Sonia. No one else would dare write her a message like that, except someone who knew she was getting too close to something big.Her heartbeat quickened, but she forced herself not to panic. The meaning of the note was clear, Sonia suspected something. But sending a threat? That was reckless. And in Madeline’s world, a mistake like that could become a turning point.She looked at the note once more before folding it back and locking it inside her drawer. Her gaze harden
The glow of Madeline’s laptop screen was the only light in her office that night. Outside, the city had long fallen asleep, but her eyes remained sharp, fixed on the numbers dancing across the screen. She had opened the financial report countless times since late afternoon, and the longer she studied it, the clearer it became that something was very wrong.Stacks of printed documents crowded her desk, the margins covered in red pen marks. Every piece of data pointed in the same direction of embezzlement. And not just a small amount. What caught her attention most was one name that appeared in every suspicious transaction, Sonia.Madeline frowned, staring at the report again in disbelief. Everything was too neat, too deliberate to be a simple clerical error. Each hidden transaction was buried among old projects, disguised under codes nearly identical to legitimate expenses. If she hadn’t noticed the small inconsistencies in the dates and digital signatures,
Madeline continued, her tone calm. “But now I think maybe it’s not about becoming whole again. Maybe it’s about learning to live with the pieces that are left and turning them into something new.”Nathaniel smiled faintly, stopping beside the desk. “You always have a way of making complicated things sound beautiful,” he said quietly.Madeline let out a small huff. “That’s because I don’t have much choice but to try and understand them.”She turned fully toward him, meeting his gaze. There was a long pause between them, a distance that wasn’t entirely physical.“And you?” Madeline asked suddenly. “You look like someone who knows exactly what he wants. But… is that really true?”The question made Nathaniel fall silent for a moment. He looked out the window, toward the city slowly brightening under the morning light. “Maybe not,” he
Madeline turned to look at him, her eyes reflecting the gentle light streaming through the window.“Even thought of something this small?”Nathaniel stepped closer, his voice calm but warm.“This isn’t something small, Madeline. You said you wanted to work. You wanted to stand on your own without depending on anyone. So I wanted to give you the space to do that.”Madeline fell silent, her chest warming. Everything she had dreamed of freedom, recognition, opportunity was now real, right in front of her. She walked toward the desk, brushing her fingertips over the nameplate, as if making sure it wasn’t an illusion.She looked at Nathaniel for a long moment, as if trying to read something hidden behind his composed expression. There was sincerity in his eyes, something deep that left her momentarily speechless.She slowly walked around the room, taking in every detail the file cabinet, the s







