LOGINKevin fell silent for a moment. His expression shifted—not panic, but as if he were weighing how much he could say. "I—" "WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE?!" The voice thundered suddenly, shattering the garden's silence. Kevin and I both flinched, turning toward the sound. Arvan stood a few meters a
My fingers moved quickly, typing a reply. "I'll come down now." I stood, glancing briefly at the team still asleep in their chairs. Not wanting to wake them, I grabbed my jacket off the back of the chair and stepped out of the room carefully, closing the door softly behind me. The building's corr
I opened my laptop in my workspace, fingers moving quickly, searching for a way to trace the anonymous account that had spread that photo. Nothing. Every time I tried to dig deeper, it hit a dead end. The account had been made specifically to spread the gossip—no trail, no real name to trace, no p
The next morning, I arrived at the office with my mind still half-stuck on last night's conversation. I hadn't told Aldric or Damian anything. I didn't want to burden them with Arvan's drama, which seemed like it would never end. The moment I stepped out of the elevator, I immediately sensed somet
Reyna POV I'd just taken off my shoes at the bedroom door when my phone buzzed inside my bag. Unknown number. I stared at it for a moment, hesitant to answer. But curiosity won out over hesitation. "Hello?" "How much do you want to leave Ashford Corporation?" That voice immediately made my jaw
I picked up the call with some hesitation. "Grandmother." I tried to make my voice sound calm. "What's this sudden call about?" The person calling was Margaretha Hargrove, my grandmother on my father's side. The woman who'd built half of Hargrove Group's foundation with her own hands before finall







