LOGINThe Sterling Ancestral Manor was a place of silence and strict rules. But today, a shrill voice broke the peace.
"Grandma! You have to see this!"
Chloe rushed into the tea room, holding an iPad. Old Madam Sterling, the matriarch of the family, sat there sipping her tea. Though she was eighty, her eyes were as sharp as Jackson's.
"Where are your manners?" The Old Madam frowned. "Why are you screaming?"
"It's Jackson!" Chloe kneeled by her chair, pretending to wipe tears. "He has been deceived by that woman Serenity! Look! The news says he has two secret illegitimate children. This is a scandal! It will ruin our family's reputation!"
Chloe smirked internally. She knew the Old Madam valued reputation above all else. She was sure the Old Madam would order those "bastards" to be sent away.
The Old Madam took the iPad. She put on her reading glasses and zoomed in on the photo.
She looked at Alex. Then at Mia. Then at Jackson holding them.
Her wrinkled hands started to tremble.
"Grandma?" Chloe added fuel to the fire. "Should I call the PR team to deny it? Or send someone to drive that woman out of New York?"
Smack!
The Old Madam slammed the iPad on the table.
"Are you an idiot?"
Chloe froze. "What?"
"Look at that boy! He has the Sterling nose! And that girl... she looks just like my late husband," The Old Madam's eyes lit up with joy. "Scandal? This is a blessing! Our family finally has heirs!"
She turned to her butler, ignoring the stunned Chloe.
"Prepare the car! No... wait. Prepare the guest room! The nursery! Go buy toys! Buy everything!"
Then she looked at Chloe coldly.
"Chloe, you have been engaged to Jackson for five years. And what do you have to show for it? Nothing. Serenity gave us two genius children. You expect me to drive her away? I should be thanking her!"
Chloe's face turned pale. "But Grandma... I am your future granddaughter-in-law..."
"Not anymore," The Old Madam waved her hand dismissively. "Get out. I need to prepare to meet my great-grandchildren."
Two hours later.
A black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the manor. Jackson stepped out, helping Serenity and the twins out of the car.
"Jackson," Serenity whispered, looking at the intimidating mansion. "If your grandmother tries to take custody..."
"She won't," Jackson squeezed her hand reassuringly. "She knows that if she bullies you, she will never see the kids again. I warned her."
Serenity took a deep breath. She wasn't the timid girl anymore. She held Alex and Mia's hands and walked in.
In the grand hall, Old Madam Sterling was waiting, leaning on her dragon-head cane.
As soon as she saw the twins, her stern face melted instantly.
"Oh my goodness," she whispered. "Come here, little ones."
Mia, who was naturally fearless, let go of Serenity's hand and trotted over. She stared at the Old Madam's diamond brooch.
"Hello, Great-Grandma," Mia chirped sweetly. "You look shiny!"
The Old Madam burst into laughter. "Shiny? Ha! I like this girl. She has good taste."
Alex was more reserved. He bowed politely. "Good afternoon, Great-Grandmother."
The Old Madam looked at Alex—the miniature version of Jackson—and nodded in satisfaction. "Smart. Calm. A true Sterling."
Then, her gaze shifted to Serenity.
The room went quiet. Chloe, hiding behind a pillar nearby, held her breath, hoping the Old Madam would insult Serenity.
Serenity stood tall. She didn't look down or tremble. "Madam Sterling. It's been a long time."
The Old Madam walked slowly towards Serenity. She looked her up and down.
"You changed," The Old Madam said. "Five years ago, you looked like a scared mouse. Now... you look like a queen."
"Motherhood changes a woman," Serenity replied evenly.
"Good," The Old Madam nodded approvingly. "The Sterling family doesn't need weak women. You did well raising them."
The Old Madam took off a heavy jade bracelet from her wrist. It was vibrant green, ancient, and priceless.
Everyone gasped, including the servants. That bracelet was the symbol of the Matriarch of the house.
"Give me your hand," The Old Madam ordered.
Serenity hesitated, but Jackson nudged her gently. She extended her hand.
The Old Madam slid the bracelet onto Serenity's wrist.
"Grandma!" Chloe screamed from the back, unable to control herself anymore. "That belongs to the future wife of Jackson!"
"Exactly," The Old Madam didn't even turn around. She patted Serenity's hand.
"Welcome home, granddaughter-in-law. Please, forgive this old woman for being blind five years ago."
Serenity looked at the bracelet, then at Jackson's smiling face. She felt a lump in her throat.
She came here ready for a fight. Instead, she was given the highest honor in the family.
"Thank you," Serenity whispered.
For the first time, she felt that maybe, just maybe... this place could be home again.
The Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil
The Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil
Sparks showered from the ceiling. The sound of tearing metal was deafening.The dining car groaned and tilted violently to the right. Tables, chairs, and expensive wine bottles slid down the slope, crashing into the wall.Jackson slammed one hand into a window frame, his other arm locked around Serenity’s waist. He stopped them from sliding into the pile of broken glass below."Don't let go!" Jackson shouted over the noise.Serenity looked down. Through the shattered window beneath them, she saw nothing but swirling snow and darkness. They were dangling over a canyon."The coupling is breaking!" Serenity yelled, pointing to the metal hook connecting their car to the rest of the train. It was stretching, groaning under the weight.CLANG.The door at the top of the tilted car (the one Zero left through) was kicked open.Two figures rappelled down into the car on zip lines.They wore sleek, matte-black armor. No faces. Just glowing red visors. They moved with robotic precision, magnetize
The Midnight Express tore through the darkness of the Swiss Alps at 300 kilometers per hour.In the exclusive private dining car, crystal glasses jingled softly with the vibration of the tracks. Outside the window, nothing existed but snow and night.Jackson adjusted his cufflinks. Under his tuxedo, he was wearing a ceramic knife taped to his ribs—the only weapon the metal detectors didn't pick up.Serenity sat opposite him, looking breathtaking in a black velvet gown. She held a clutch that contained a small vial of Margaret’s anti-serum."Nervous?" Jackson asked, pouring her water."I’m having dinner with the man who tried to kidnap our children," Serenity’s eyes were cold. "I’m not nervous. I’m restraining myself from stabbing him with a fork.""Patience," Jackson whispered.The door at the end of the car slid open.A man walked in.He looked nothing like a villain. He was handsome, in his forties, wearing a grey suit that cost more than the train itself. He had silver hair and a s
"Close your eyes," Liam commanded softly.The nursery was dimly lit. Aurora and Alex lay on the large rug, pillows under their heads. Liam sat between them in a lotus position. Jackson and Serenity watched from the couch, feeling useless but alert."Grandpa, this is unscientific," Alex muttered, keeping one eye open. "Telepathy isn't real.""Quantum entanglement is," Liam placed a finger on Alex's forehead and another on Aurora's. "Connect."A pulse of violet light rippled through the room.The Dreamscape.Alex gasped. He wasn't on the rug anymore.He was standing on an endless plane of pure white water. The sky was white. The horizon was white. It was a blank canvas."Whoa," Alex looked at his hands. They were glowing. "High definition rendering. Zero latency.""Where are the toys?" Aurora appeared next to him. In the dream, she wasn't wearing pajamas. She was wearing a sparkling fairy queen dress.Liam appeared in front of them. He looked younger here, powerful and majestic."This i
That night, the Palace was quiet. But the air was heavy.In the royal nursery, five-year-old Aurora was tossing and turning in her bed. She was sweating.“No… go away…” she whimpered in her sleep.Around her room, objects began to react to her distress. Her teddy bears floated into the air. The heavy curtains rustled as if caught in a storm, though the windows were closed. The water in her glass began to boil.In the Dream:Aurora was standing in a field of grey ash. The sky was purple.In the distance, a massive Black Tower stretched up into the clouds. It looked like a needle piercing the sky.Standing at the top of the tower was a man. He didn't have a face. Just a smooth, white mask with a single vertical line drawn on it."Come here, little star," the man’s voice echoed inside her head. "Your light belongs to me."Shadowy hands reached out from the ground, grabbing Aurora’s ankles."Daddy!" she screamed in the dream.In the Real World:CRACK!The mirror on Aurora's wall shattered







