MasukThe atmosphere inside the meeting room was instantly filled with disbelieving whispers.Several high-ranking executives exchanged glances with one another. The name Amora Cassidy Shane was not unfamiliar to them. Years ago, Robert Shane’s only daughter had once been the center of attention in the business world before she suddenly disappeared after her father’s death.And now…The woman was standing right in front of them. Alive. Strong. And back to reclaim everything.Vicktor remained silent in the corner of the room. However, his jaw tightened slightly as he watched everyone’s attention shift entirely toward Amora.“I’m sure all of you are very surprised,” Amora continued calmly. “But starting today, I will take back the position that has belonged to me from the very beginning.”One of the senior shareholders slowly rose to his feet. His hair had turned gray, yet the sharpness in his eyes remained unchanged.“Miss… I mean, Miss Amora,” he said carefully. “Do you have any proof of yo
The sound of high heels echoed through the grand corridor of the Shane Group office. Several employees immediately lowered their heads as the woman walked past them. The cold and commanding aura radiating from her made the morning atmosphere feel tense.Amora walked with her chin held high. A perfectly tailored black formal suit wrapped elegantly around her body, while her makeup looked sharp yet sophisticated. That day, everyone knew one thing—within moments, the woman would officially become the company’s new president director.The door to the director’s office opened.But Amora’s steps instantly came to a halt.Behind the large desk, Vicktor was already sitting with his laptop open in front of him. His fingers moved quickly across the keyboard as if he were finishing something important.Amora’s gaze immediately turned icy.“So early in the morning and you’re already at the office, Vick,” she said sarcastically as she stepped inside. “Did you forget what your position is now?”Vic
“Leave Mrs. Amora Cassidy Shane’s house immediately!”Amora’s voice was firm, cold, without the slightest hint of hesitation. She didn’t even bother to look back after driving Vicktor out. Her steps were light yet certain as she walked away from the living room, as if the man no longer meant anything in her life.Vicktor stood frozen.His hands clenched tightly, the veins at his temples visibly tensing. There was a powerful urge within him to stop Amora, to force her to explain everything, to… make her stay. But he realized it clearly—he no longer had that right.Without a single word, Vicktor turned around. His steps were heavy, yet he kept walking out of the house. The house that once felt like home… now felt like a place that had cast him out.“Vick, wait!”Lucy hurried after him. She saw that Vicktor had already gotten into the car. Without thinking, she opened the door and slipped into the passenger seat.Vicktor didn’t even glance at her.The engine roared to life. His hands imm
Vicktor immediately opened his car door and got in without hesitation. The engine roared to life harshly, as if his emotions were being channeled through the low growl of the machine.Before he could even drive off, Lucy had already opened the passenger door and taken a seat beside him.“Vick—” Lucy started, but her words were cut off as the car sped out of the driveway.Throughout the drive, Lucy could feel the tension filling the space inside the car. The way Vicktor was driving was nothing like usual—too fast, too aggressive.“Vick, be careful,” Lucy said softly, trying to hold back her concern.But there was no response. Vicktor remained focused on the road ahead. His gaze was straight, cold, and heavy with pressure. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, as if holding back something that could explode at any moment.Inside his mind, fragments of memories with Elisha swirled endlessly. The sound of her pleasant laughter. The way she called his name so gently. The warmth of
After finishing all his work, Vicktor wasted almost no time. He went straight home in a hurry, as if every second felt too long to wait.As soon as he reached his room, he immediately cleaned himself up. The cold water ran over his body, but it was not enough to ease the restlessness in his heart. His thoughts were fixed on only one person—Elisha.Not long after, he was already standing in front of the mirror, fully dressed. The suit he wore looked perfect, yet his expression still carried a trace of nervousness.He picked up his cologne and sprayed it lightly. “I should bring her another gift,” he murmured softly. His gaze remained fixed on his own reflection. “What could possibly make Elisha smile?”He fell silent for a moment, thinking.“Chocolate?” his brows furrowed. “Um… probably not.” He shook his head slightly. “She always maintains her figure. She said chocolate could make her gain weight.”Vicktor let out a short sigh, then chuckled quietly. “Why is this so difficult…”He gl
A heavy silence hung in the room, as if even the air itself was holding its breath. Amora stood still, her eyes fixed on Vicktor without blinking. Beneath her calm exterior, her mind was racing, searching for an opening to turn the situation around.“So… you trust Lucy more?” Amora asked softly. She deliberately made her voice sound fragile, as though her heart had truly been wounded.Vicktor looked flustered. “N-no, it’s not like that, El. I…” he trailed off, feeling guilty for the accusation he had just made.Amora took a slow breath, then shook her head. “You said you love me. But you believe Lucy’s trash words?” Her eyes began to glisten. “I’m disappointed in you, Vick.”Without waiting for an answer, Amora quickly grabbed her bag. The chair scraped against the floor as she turned and walked out of the director’s office.“Darling… I’m sorry, don’t be angry!” Vicktor’s voice sounded panicked as he hurried after her.But Amora didn’t stop. In fact, she quickened her pace, as if she
Vicktor had just taken off his shoes when Lucy’s scream echoed throughout the house. His heart pounded violently in his chest. Without a second thought, he ran toward the kitchen, following the sound that carried panic in every note.When he arrived, his eyes widened—Lucy was standing rigid in fron
Vicktor walked slowly toward the backyard, the evening air damp against his skin. His eyes swept around, searching for his wife, who had disappeared just minutes ago.“Lucy... where are you?” he called out, his voice rising slightly.Silence. No reply—only the wind stirring the leaves. Vicktor exha
[Do you think all this evidence is a joke? Or just a warning? I could report your crimes to the authorities at any moment!]The message appeared again on Lucy’s phone, the notification giving a brief vibrate. Her heart immediately hammered. Her fingers trembled violently, almost dropping the phone
Ever since losing the flash drive at Vicktor’s house, Lucy had been living in the shadows—unsure who had taken it first, or who had slipped silently among them. That uncertainty lingered like a chill seeping through the cracks of her home—ever-present, unseen, but suffocating.Lucy’s face was pale,







