Masuk“Come, come, Little Briella, take a look at Grandpa’s treasure—you’re going to love it!”
Roman accepted the black velvet case from his assistant, his expression smug as he shot a look at Dutton.Dutton’s face remained impassive, though the subtle twitch in his brow said it all.
Briella covered her mouth with a hand, trying to stifle a smile.
Roman flipped the latch and opened the case. Inside lay a heavy gold medallion, its surface engraved with an intricate crest. Under the morning light, it gleamed with a quiet, dignified luster.
He held it with both hands, reverently. Only then did everyone catch a clear view of it.
One side bore the emblem of a laurel crown; the other, the delicate engraving of a teacup wreathed in vines.
Even the usually composed Dutton couldn’t help a flicker of surprise.
“This was a gift from my mentor,” Roman explai
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
The Grand Professor furrowed his brows and said solemnly, “Mr. Elsher, I must ask you to step out for a moment.”Diego didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Briella.Briella pressed her lips together. “Elder, there are no outsiders here. You can speak freely.”The elders were surprised—Was Diego really that close to Briella?Even something like this… she would let him know?They locked eyes with Briella for several seconds.And in her gaze, they saw determination… and trust.She hoped they would trust her as well.Finally, they sighed. “Fine. But what we’re about to say… don’t be too shocked.”This urgent visit of theirs—The so-called “special medicine” was just an excuse.“The materials you sent us last time—we’ve examined them thoroughly. Ran multiple tests.&rd
Ashley watched the elders nervously, afraid they might get too emotional.They were old. Too much excitement wouldn’t be good for their health.The elders froze for a moment, exchanging confused looks with one another.What kind of joke was this?Briella getting married—how could they not know about it?!The Grand Professor squinted at Diego, scanning him up and down.“When did the Head of the Elsher family get involved with our Briella?”Professor White sneered. “Even if you control the entire Elsher family, we’re not easily impressed!”“Exactly!” the others chimed in.Ashley: “…”She knew this would happen.She tugged on one of the elders’ sleeves and pleaded earnestly, “Professor, this was Briella’s own choice. We should respect her.”Of course, the Grand Profe







