เข้าสู่ระบบSerena’s parents arrived at the Laurent mansion after a long time. The grand gates opened slowly for their car. They had not visited since the wedding disaster. The house looked the same, imposing, cold, and beautiful. But the atmosphere inside felt different and heavier.Lia was waiting in the living room when they entered. She had been told many times not to leave the mansion until the Laurent family regained their standing. She had spent weeks trapped inside these walls, her once-favored position reduced to nothing. When she saw her parents, her eyes filled with tears. She ran to them, her steps unsteady.“Mom… Dad…” she whispered, throwing herself into their arms.Her mother hugged her tightly, stroking her hair. “My poor girl. Look at you. It has been so long. We missed you so much.”Her father held them both, his voice thick with emotion. “We tried to come earlier, but Victor said it was not the right time but We are here now. Tell us everything.”They sat down together on the e
He held back the anger. I could see it in the way his jaw tightened and his hands clenched at his sides. But Adrian forced a calm expression onto his face and spoke to me like we were old business acquaintances. “Elena,” he said, his voice low and controlled. “Did you receive my team’s emails? I would love to have an audience with you. Even ten minutes of your time could help us both.” I looked him straight in the eyes. “I got the emails. But I’m not interested. If you really wanted a professional meeting, you wouldn’t have stalked my worker. Leave now, Adrian.” Adrian’s eyes flickered with surprise. He hadn’t expected me to speak to him like that. He took a small step forward, but the security guards moved at the same time, raising their hands again to stop him. “I apologize for the way I approached Clara,” he said, trying to sound reasonable. “It was a misunderstanding. I only wanted to talk. Please, Elena. The Laurent company is going through a difficult time. Your insights cou
Adrian turned around at the sound of the receptionist’s respectful greeting. His eyes landed on Clara walking side by side with Aisha near the exit. She was dressed neatly in a simple but professional outfit, carrying a small bag, looking nothing like the frightened maid he remembered from the mansion. For a moment, he wasn’t sure. Then recognition hit him hard.“Clara?” he called out, his voice deep and commanding, cutting through the quiet studio.Clara froze mid-step. Her head snapped toward the sound. When she saw Adrian standing there in his dark suit, tall and imposing, her face went pale. Panic flooded her eyes. Without a word, she turned and ran. She pushed past Aisha, who looked confused, and bolted straight out the front door.“Clara!” Adrian shouted, but she didn’t stop.She ran into the street, waving desperately at the first taxi she saw. The driver pulled over quickly. Clara jumped in, slamming the door behind her.“Go!” she gasped. “Please, just drive!”The taxi sped aw
I stepped off the plane feeling the familiar weight of exhaustion settle into my bones. The flight back had been long, but my mind had been busier than the engines. I had secured the deal in Southeast Asia, the new suppliers would give Lumina an edge we desperately needed. Yet as I walked through the airport terminal pulling my suitcase, all I could think about was my children. My phone buzzed as I reached the arrivals area. A new email from the Laurent Group. I opened it quickly.Dear Miss Voss,We understand you have been busy. We respectfully request even a short meeting at your convenience. The Laurent family would be grateful for any insights you can share. Please consider this request seriously.I closed the email without replying. They were persistent. Too persistent. I slipped the phone back into my bag and continued walking.Another notification came through. It was a text from Nathan.‘Adrian called me last night. Asked if I still talk to Serena. I hung up on him. Be carefu
The boardroom at Laurent Global was heavy with tension. The long mahogany table was covered with reports, charts, and half-empty coffee cups. Ten men and three women sat around it, their faces grim. Victor Laurent sat at the head, his fingers drumming restlessly on the polished wood. Adrian stood by the window, arms crossed, staring out at the city skyline as if the answers were written there.One of the senior executives cleared his throat. “Our market value has dropped another twelve percent this week. Three major investors have pulled out completely. They cited ‘instability in family leadership’ as the reason.”Another director added, “The wedding scandal is still trending. Videos from that day are everywhere. Partnerships we were close to finalizing have been put on hold or canceled. Two suppliers in Asia have already switched to Hale Corporation. They don’t want to be associated with us right now.”Victor’s face turned red. He slammed his hand on the table. “We were number one! N
I stepped out of the meeting room in Singapore with a quiet smile on my face. The deal was done. After three long days of presentations, factory visits, and late-night negotiations, the supplier had agreed to exclusive rights for Lumina. Their organic dyes and rare natural fibers were exactly what I needed for the next collection. The contract gave us priority for the next two years at a price that still left good profit margins. I shook hands with the owner one last time.“Thank you for trusting us,” I said. “This partnership will be good for both sides.”He smiled warmly. “We believe in your vision, Miss Voss. Your brand stands for something real. We are happy to grow together.”I left the building feeling lighter than I had in weeks. The trip had been worth it. Lumina was expanding again, this time with materials that would make our products truly unique. I called Emma immediately as I walked to the car.“The deal is signed,” I told her. “Everything went better than expected. I’ll
The lock clicked open on the evening of the second day. I had been sitting on the edge of the small bed, staring at the wall, when the door finally opened. Adrian stood there in a fresh shirt, looking calm and composed like he hadn’t just kept me locked away like a prisoner. He didn’t say anythin
The morning after Lia’s birthday party, I woke up to complete silence.My body still ached from the long day of working like a servant. My eyes were swollen from crying the night before. I lay in bed for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, replaying everything that had happened. The way guests h
Several weeks later, the mansion was busier than I had ever seen it.Lia’s birthday had become a big event. Adrian decided to throw her a lavish party at the house, inviting important business partners, family friends, and high-society people. For three full days, the house was turned upside down w
The next morning, I woke up with a heavy feeling in my chest. The memory of Clara’s body pressed against mine, her hand on my breast and between my legs, kept replaying in my head. I felt ashamed, confused, and strangely warm at the same time. I pushed the thoughts away and tried to act normal.I w







