تسجيل الدخولAnika rounded the corner of the west wing, her mind still tied to the urgency in Carlos's tone. Then she was brought to a halt when her shoulder brushed against someone coming from the opposite direction. It hadn't been in a violent crash, but the folders in her hand slipped slightly, the pages rustling in the sudden quiet of the hall."I’m sorry," she said, her voice dropping into its usual polite, measured tone as she adjusted her grip."My fault," a smooth, steady voice replied. "I didn't see you coming."Anika raised her eyes. Standing right in front of her was a slender, average-tall man with a familiar face - where had she seen him before? From the legal analytics department??He didn't step back immediately. He stood there, his hands loosely tucked into his trouser pockets as his gaze went tracking the calm expression on her face."You’re Anika, right?" The man asked, his head tilting just a fraction as a faint, unreadable smile touched his lips. "The hardworking staff on the l
The smell of sweet Jasmin and wet moss filled the warm air in the room. Anika sat at the small wooden table, her hands wrapped around a the fresh mug of tea. For the first time in days, her shoulders relaxed, “thanks to you, I feel more at ease.”“Pleasure doing business with you, ma'am.” Christopher teased, flashing her a warm smile. He sat directly opposite her, his tie completely loosened. He watched her over the rim of his cup, his dark eyes fixed entirely on her face."I'm glad you're telling me this," Christopher said softly, a relaxed smile touching his lips. He looked incredibly happy that she was finally opening up, letting her guard down to share personal things with him instead of hiding behind her cold mask. "You've been carrying everything alone for too long."Anika took a slow sip, her gaze dropping to the table. "Shawn is changing, Christopher. The power shift is getting messy. Can you believe that he's doing their bidding now? He doesn't listen to me anymore. I need to
Arthur stepped closer to the sofa, his chest heaving as he stared down at Desiree. "I regret ever trusting you. I should have never partnered with your failing family. We need millions to pay back the default penalty just to stop the foreclosure, and we don't even have the full money to pay them back! Where is the advance capital Delacroix sent for the transport setup?"Desiree raised her head up, her eyes flashing with a sharp, desperate defensiveness. She stood up to face him. "I had to protect our image, Arthur! I spent it on my fiftieth birthday party preparation! The catering deposits, the venue, the elite guest list—if we look broke to high society, the foundation collapses anyway!""You spent corporate advance money on a party?!" Arthur barked, his face turning dark. "Are you insane?""It's not like that, uncle. It's just a little price to pay for something big." Tori chimed in loudly, stepping forward to defend her mother. "We had to look the part! We used our shares of the ca
The living room of the Gold mansion felt small, hot, and suffocating. The air was thick with panic, but Anna sat perfectly still on the single armchair, her posture calm and her eyes cold. They might not even have known she was there as she sat through their chaos. She didn't utter a single word. She just watched the room fall apart around her. Better to enjoy the ride before they—“Oh shut the hell up!” Was Tori's loud voice nearly startling Anna. Everyone around blinked in shock too.Tori was pacing back and forth, her cheeks flushing red as her breathing ragged. She stopped right in front of Lark, pointing a shaking finger directly at his nose."You are such a loser, Lark!" Tori screamed, her voice cracking with pure rage. "Why did you ever take up that stupid Delacroix deal? You didn't even read the fine print! You're a complete failure!"Lark jumped out of his seat, his jaw tight as he slammed his hand down on the armrest. He didn't care about his composure right now or cool mann
The office door clicked shut behind Anika, but she barely heard it. Her mind was already moving past Shawn’s nervous face. Christopher was waiting for her at the end of the private executive corridor, leaning against the wide glass window. He looked up the moment her heels hit the carpet, his dark eyes instantly tracking the tight line of her shoulders.“You look very beautiful, Anika. Not stressed at all.” Christopher smiled as he watched her sink into the chair. He knew she was facing her own lot, and wanted to help. “Yea thanks for noticing, Christopher.” She said, sarcasm hinting in her tone. Letting out a heavy breath, Anika pulled herself to sit upright to take the freshly made tea and snacks Christopher had provided for her. "Shawn confirmed it?" Christopher asked, his deep voice dropping low as he sat next to her.Anika let out a slow, sharp breath, again, her fingers tightening around the logistics folder with her. "He didn't have to. The automated port registry already f
Shawn looked down at the paper, then leaned back, his expression simply blank. He tried to act nice, lowering his voice into a warning tone. "That position was never dormant, Anika. And honestly? I think I did you a favor."Anika's eyes narrowed. "A favor?"Slowly, he leaned forward, his eyes not leaving hers. "The Shalls are getting too invested in your company," Shawn warned, tapping his finger on the desk. "First, Christopher steps down from his father's hospital to take over Vanguard and sit in our executive meetings. Now, his younger sister is trying to squeeze her way into the lower supply chain desks right next to you?”He scoffed out a laughter, shaking his head. “They are a monopoly, Anika. If they get their fingers too deep into Delacroix, they will swallow your inheritance before you even launch the skincare line."BANG!Anika slammed her fist down onto the desk so hard Shawn’s coffee cup spilled over the edge."Have you forgotten your place so sudden, Shawn?!" Anika shoute
Anika just stared at him as he explained, then, to back up all of his points, he paused, opened the black bag he'd been carrying, and brought out a neat brown envelope. She frowned but collected it from him to open it. This was his proof after all. NOTICE OF INHERITANCE. To Ms. Anika Delacroix
Christopher felt his leg turn into a log of wood. He wanted to run, to hide his shameful face from her? Why was this death so personal to him? He had killed the poor woman. Suddenly, her eyes met with his. He could see fire burning in them. "You!" Rage overwhelmed her as she ran towards him. "You
Anika quickly made payment for her medicine, and on her way out, threw two pills in her mouth. She was on her way to the hospital. Heaving in a deep sigh as she arrived at the entrance, she told herself to be strong. She would call Lark again and try to...try to what? Well! She would figure someth
Anika's chest was rising and falling from fear. Why did Tori have to see her? This was so humiliating!"Uh...Tori, I-" She tried to speak but the right words just wouldn't form. "How dare you! Thief!" Before Anika could say another word, Tori jumped up on her, pulling her hair so tight that strand







