LOGIN"I said, without an invitation, you’re not getting in!" the staff member barked, voice deliberately loud for the crowd to hear. "You might be pretty, but don’t think you can just act entitled! I'm just doing my job here. If you're trying to hook some rich young heir, maybe sneak into some party is fine—but this is not the place for that!"
She waved her arms dramatically, hoping to draw attention and protect her own reputation. And it worked.
Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.
"Wow, I never would've guessed—a girl with that kind of elegance, acting like this?"
"Right? It’s always the ones that look classy who are the worst. Scheming little things, always trying to hook someone’s son—or worse, someone’s dad!"
"This place has standards. How’d she even get in here in the first place?"
"Must’ve begged some rich guy to get her in."
"A place this sacred, sullied by that ki
Briella closed her eyes, trying to suppress her fury.Then she snapped her eyes open and kicked him square in the chest.“My mother left me in an orphanage… afraid I’d be dragged into this. She never imagined I’d be the one to break the curse myself.”Old Master Elsher fell to the ground, coughing violently, blood spewing from his mouth.“Hahahahaha! I failed—but you’ll go down with me! You don’t have the antidote! I destroyed it!”Diego’s voice was calm, eyes distant. “Briella already recreated it. Out of respect for our bloodline… I’ll hand you to the international tribunal.”“I don’t believe you!” the old man shrieked. “And don’t dream! You’re not even my real grandson! I’m your grandfather’s younger brother—a bastard child! Everyone looked down on me, so I’ll destroy everything they love!”Suddenly, he charged straight at the wall——and crashed into it with all his strength.Blood spattered across the floor.
The Next Day.“Mr. Mortensen. Elder Banks” Briella stood before everyone, finally revealing the full truth.For the first time… she laid everything bare.Next to her, Ria dropped to her knees in front of Dutton.“Dad… even if we’re not related by blood, I still want to be your daughter. Will you still acknowledge me?”“Child…” Dutton, who had weathered countless storms in his life, couldn’t help but tear up.“I will always be your father.”Roman stood and gently patted his shoulder. “It’s over now.”Ria stood, choking on her emotions. “Dad…”“Don’t cry.” Dutton helped her up.After a moment, the others turned to Briella.She spoke first. “No matter what my identity is… I’m truly grateful to all of you. I know you both have wanted to uncover
Zentaria.Old Master Elsher sat on the balcony.“Warren,” he said, “get in touch with him. It’s time. Everything needs to come to an end.”Butler Warren seemed to understand. His tone softened, the cold expression on his face easing slightly.“Yes, sir. It’s time.”Old Master Elsher set down the newspaper in his hand.The headline read:“Presidential Elections in Avenlith, Solandra — Opening in Three Days…”He had lost.The Yale family had fallen.It was time to end everything.He was tired now.Avenlith.The next morning, Briella woke up feeling completely drained.It took a great effort to sit up, clutching the blanket tightly in her hands.“That damned Diego…”“What did I do?” Diego leaned against the doorway, sm
Steve reached for the box beside him.He placed it on the coffee table."On the left," he said, "is the reagent your mother, Melinda, developed. On the right is a new formula Austin sent me. He said it was incomplete, so he left it with me as a backup—just in case one day… it might be useful.”A pause.“I never thought that day would really come.”“He also said that, when combined with different medications, the reagent could yield varied results. It's capable of treating most major illnesses. He spent his entire life developing it.”Steve looked at Briella with solemn eyes.“Now, I’m handing it over to you.”“I don’t expect you to acknowledge the Blackwood family. I only hope you’ll accept your mother.”He stood up and nudged the box closer to her.With a sigh, he turned and began to walk away.Briella trembled all over.
Laboratory.Briella narrowed her eyes as she listened to Ashley speak.“I’m heading out for a bit.”She set down the equipment in her hand.The core part of the research was already resolved. With the Elders continuing the work, the rest could be completed smoothly.Very soon, the antidote would be ready.Office.Steve and Diego sat across from each other, silent.The air between them was thick with tension.That was, until Briella walked in and pushed the door open without hesitation.“Mr. Blackwood.”“Briella!” Diego stood up immediately, crossing the room to her side and gently taking her hand, his voice low and tender: “How are you feeling?”Briella glanced at him. The coldness around her seemed to soften a little, warmth flickering in her eyes.She nodded. “I have something to ask.”
Avenlith.Diego was buried under days’ worth of documents, not even lifting his head.He gave orders to Nash and Mason calmly, “Start the presidential election as soon as possible. And those people we’ve detained—deal with them.”After signing a document, he paused.He had to handle these matters quickly.He couldn't let Briella tire herself out again.Nash and Mason exchanged glances, uncertain of how far they should go.One of them lowered his head and asked,“Sir, any specific instructions?”Diego thought for a moment.“Keep Mr. Hall detained. The rest… send them to Y Province.”That Vice Chairman—he vaguely remembered Briella had asked about him specifically.“…Yes, sir.”With that, Nash and Mason left the room.Diego continued working through the documents when suddenly his phone buzzed







