INICIAR SESIÓNSarah’s cheeks couldn’t stop lifting into smiles after what had happened within just a few seconds.The expressions on their faces kept replaying in her head repeatedly as she walked through the company hallway with dominance flowing through every step she took. Her heels clicked rhythmically against the shiny marble floor, her posture elegant, her chin slightly raised. The confidence in her movement alone made people automatically clear the way for her.“Good evening, ma’am.”“Hello, Madam Sarah.”“You handled that perfectly, ma’am.”Greetings followed her from every angle.Employees stopped what they were doing just to greet her respectfully. Some lowered their heads slightly while others smiled nervously as she passed. It almost felt unreal.And strangely, most of them barely even noticed Gideon walking beside her.Yet Gideon didn’t seem bothered at all.He walked calmly beside her, their arms brushing lightly against each other as security guards surrounded them protectively. The
“Oh, you Sarah… who do you really think you are?” Margaret’s voice rang out, sharp and furious. “Are you God? Answer me!”Sarah paused mid-step, slightly taken aback… not by the words, but by the boldness.Margaret stepping forward after all this time of playing quiet and calculated?Interesting.But Sarah’s expression didn’t change. If anything, it hardened.She turned slowly, her gaze settling on Margaret with calm authority.Before she could speak—Gideon leaned closer, his voice low but loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.“I guess we should just push her aside,” he said casually. “Let people finish what they already started… humiliating her.”A few people nearby laughed.The tension thickened instantly.Before anything could escalate further, Frederick rushed forward and grabbed Margaret’s arm, pulling her back.“Let’s go,” he said under his breath.Margaret resisted immediately, trying to yank herself free.“Frederick, let me go!”But his grip only tightened.“I said let’s g
A commotion erupted outside.The voices of investors filled the hallway… angry, restless, and growing louder by the second.“Mr. Frederick, you have to come out immediately!” the secretary urged, panic in her voice. “You need to dissolve this before the media gets involved. If they report this, the company reputation will collapse!”“They’re saying the shares have dropped!” another voice added from the crowd. “We demand answers!”Within moments, the investors pushed forward into the office area, frustration spilling over like a broken dam. Some staggered in agitation, others shoved their way through, their faces flushed with anger. The noise became unbearable… layers of complaints, accusations, and fear mixing together.“What is happening to our money?!”“You said everything was fine!”“We trusted you!”Frederick stepped forward immediately, raising his hand.“Everyone, calm down and listen to me.”But no one listened.The noise only grew louder.Margaret tried to intervene from the s
Glisters…Ice water would have helped if someone had poured it over him.Every part of Frederick felt unbearably hot. The air conditioner hummed softly, but it did nothing to ease the storm raging inside him.The words echoed again.“I am irrelevant…”“She is now the boss…”He clenched his jaw, repeating them in his mind like a punishment he couldn’t escape.And just like that, his control slipped.Memories rushed in….four years ago… when Sarah was gone.He had searched everywhere. I called everyone. Followed every possible lead. Days turned into sleepless nights, and hope slowly drained into painful acceptance.He had lost her.Not just a woman… but something priceless. Something he had only realized the value of after it was gone.A treasure he had foolishly let slip through his hands.Back then, he didn’t expect it. Didn’t expect his heart to betray him like that. But the truth was undeniable…he had never felt that kind of pain before.Not even close.And when he saw her again that
“This doesn’t concern you,” Frederick replied coldly, his voice dropping into that sharp edge he used when he felt cornered but refused to show weakness.Gideon’s lips curved faintly, not in humor, but in quiet confidence, the kind that did not need to prove itself.“Everything concerning her now concerns me,” he said simply, his tone calm but carrying a weight that settled heavily in the room.The air shifted instantly.Tension thickened, almost visible, like a storm gathering between two men who once called each other brothers.Margaret’s gaze flickered between them, her eyes narrowing slightly as she leaned back against the table, folding her arms slowly, sensing the storm but choosing silence, watching, calculating.Frederick ignored Gideon deliberately, as if refusing to acknowledge his presence would somehow erase the reality standing in front of him.He turned back to Sarah, his voice lowering, almost controlled, but the desperation underneath was unmistakable.“Just a few minu
Anger flickered sharply inside Frederick, hot and sudden, rising like a flame that threatened to consume every ounce of control he had left. For a brief moment, his jaw tightened, his fingers curling slightly against the edge of the table as the reality of his situation pressed heavily against his pride.My company…The very company he had built, protected, and sworn to never let fall… had now become something fragile.Something that needed saving.And worse—Something that needed them.He swallowed the anger forcefully, burying it deep where no one could see it, and slowly forced a smile onto his face. It was stiff. Controlled. Artificial.“Oh… you are always welcome, Mr. Gideon,” he said, his voice measured, though the tension beneath it was impossible to completely hide.Every eye in the room followed Gideon as he walked calmly across the space, his steps unhurried, his confidence effortless, as though he had always belonged there.And then—He took the seat beside Sarah.Not acros







