LOGIN(Anna's POV)The room became completely silent.For a few seconds, nobody seemed to know what to say.I placed another document on the table.Then another.“Anderson Corporation was not built by one family.”Several board members leaned forward.Richard's face hardened.I continued.“It was built by two families.”Mr. Holt's eyes widened.Richard whispered,“Stop.”I ignored him.“The Anderson family was not the only founding family.”A board member stood.“What are you saying?”I looked directly at him.“I am saying that the second founding family was mine, built alongside by my grandfather Christopher Chen."I raised my chin.“And I am his heir.”The room exploded into chaos.Then everyone started talking at once.“What exactly is she claiming?”“This is absurd.”“Are those documents authentic?”“Richard, what is going on?”“Call security!”“Wait! Let us hear what she has to say!”The voices collided around the boardroom like thunder.I stood in the middle of it all, my heart poundi
(Anna's POV)I could hear my own heartbeat.It was so loud that, for a moment, I wondered if Richard could hear it too.I sat across from him, trying my best to keep my face calm while every part of my body screamed at me to run.He leaned back in his chair and studied me.“You wanted to make a deal,” he said.“Yes.”His eyes narrowed.“A deal about what?”“Daniel.”The faint smile on his face disappeared.For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.Then he slowly leaned forward.“You finally understand your position.”I clenched my fingers beneath the table.“I understand that my brother is being held because of me.”Richard smiled again.“Good. Then this conversation should be easy.”I forced myself not to look away.Daniel needed me.And I would do anything to bring him home.Even sit across from the man who had destroyed almost every part of my life.Richard folded his hands on the table.“You let me speak to him first.”His eyes became colder.“You don't trust me?”“No.”A short sile
(Richard's POV)My heart skipped as Richard picked the phone."H-hello.. Richard." I stuttered."So you finally decided to be reasonable.""Where's my brother Richard?""That depends on you? You're the reason he's in this condition after all." I could hear the mockery in his voice."What do you want?"There was a brief silence."You already know what I want." He finally answered.Karl gave me a signal to ask him where to meet up."Let's meet up."There was another silence."Where?""Somewhere private." I said."When?""Now."He chuckled."I'll call you with the location."I ended the call before he could say anything else.I looked at Karl.Just then my phone buzzed.*Langham Hotel*Richard had sent the location.That was when Karl brought out some devices and gave them to me.He showed me how it worked. He explained everything clearly and simply because he knew I was already under a lot of pressure and didn't need complicated technical details.“When you get within about two feet of
(Richard's POV)The house felt different without Margaret.I had noticed it before.There had been times when she took a day off, visited her family, or had to stay away from the house for some reason. Whenever she was gone, the Anderson estate always felt different.It became quieter in the wrong way.There was a special warmth and order Margaret brought into the house without anyone really noticing it. But today, the house felt emptier than ever. Because Margaret wasn't away visiting family or taking a day off.She was in the hospital with my father and my wife. Ex-wife actually.Legally, the situation was not that simple. We were still married. The marriage contract was still valid.But in every other way, Anna had stopped being my wife the moment she chose my father.I sat in the living room with a glass of whiskey in my hand.I wasn't drinking it.I was thinking about everything that had happened these past two days.My phone rang.It was Jack."It's done," he said.Something i
(Isabella's POV)By the time I reached the police station, my hands were already cold.I sat in my car for a few seconds, staring at the building in front of me.I didn't want to go inside.Every instinct in my body was telling me to drive away.But I couldn't.If I ran now, I would only make myself look more suspicious.I took a deep breath, picked up my handbag, and stepped out of the car.The police station smelled of old air, strong cleaning chemicals, and the stale smell of a building where difficult things happened often.The ventilation system seemed like it had stopped reacting to any of it.I had been to this same station once before.It had been shortly after Michael's death, when the police were taking the first statements.That time, I had been crying.The tears had been real.I had truly been grieving and shocked, even though my feelings were more complicated than what I had shown them.This time, my eyes were dry.A police officer sitting behind the front desk looked up.
(Richard's POV)The hospital doors opened before me, and I rushed inside.My heart was beating so hard that I could hear it in my ears.I had barely stepped out of the car before I was already moving toward the elevator.Karl and Margaret followed closely behind me.Neither of them said much.There was nothing to say.My mind was already with Alex.The moment the elevator doors opened, I hurried down the hallway toward the VIP ward.“Mrs Anderson,” Margaret called softly.I didn't stop.I pushed the door open. And there he was.Alex.He was still lying still on the hospital bed with several wires attached to him. The machines beside him continued their steady rhythm, reminding me that he was still alive.But his eyes remained closed.I walked toward him slowly.“Alex?”Nothing.I reached for his hand.It was still warm, that gave me a little comfort.But it wasn't enough.I sat beside him and squeezed his fingers.“I'm back.”Still nothing.My throat tightened.“I told you I would co
(Anna’s POV)I blinked once, then twice and when I finally opened my eyes I felt a sharp pain at my temple that spread through my head.It throbbed with every heartbeat, like my head was being squeezed.I closed and tried to breathe slowly so my head wouldn’t feel like it would burst.The bed under
(Anna’s POV)It was five years ago, I had desperately signed those here in this same office.My lawyer was there, trying to calm me down.My mother was to be scheduled for her surgery and without the initial deposit to start she would die.My family was bankrupt and at the verge of collapse and the
(Anna’s POV)What am I doing here?Did he really just ask me that?Maybe I heard him wrong.My husband of five years asking me what I was doing in his office?The man I gave my heart, soul and even body to.I wasn't so sure about the body aspect as he had stopped touching me a long time ago.I look
(Anna’s POV)The camera clicked loudly as bright lights flashed in our faces.“Mrs. Anderson, over here!” someone called as more photos were taken.I posed and smiled while Richard held me gracefully.It was the opening of the Meridian Pearl Grand Hotel, a new branch of Anderson Holdings. All the







