LOGINDamian Vale had a problem.For the first time in months, it had absolutely nothing to do with his company.He was standing in front of his wardrobe, staring at three suits, two watches, and a collection of ties as though his entire future depended on choosing the right combination.Amelia stood in the doorway, watching him with undisguised amusement."Are you planning to attend a business meeting or a royal ceremony?"Damian glanced over his shoulder."Neither.""Then why have you been standing there for fifteen minutes?""Because I'm trying to decide what to wear."She blinked."For dinner?"He turned toward her."Yes."Amelia burst out laughing.Damian frowned."I don't see what's funny.""You have negotiated million-naira contracts, faced an entire board of directors, and spent weeks dealing with a legal dispute that nearly destabilised your company. But choosing what to wear for dinner has defeated you?""When you put it like that, it sounds ridiculous.""Because it is."He pointe
The final hearing was scheduled for Thursday morning.For the first time since the dispute began, Damian entered the courthouse without wondering what unexpected document might be waiting for him.The evidence had been gathered. The relevant parties had given their statements, and the disputed revocation had been examined by independent specialists.There were still questions about Charles Whitmore's intentions, but the central issue was finally clear.Could an unsigned draft, altered and presented as a completed revocation, override the original trust?Damian intended to make sure the answer was no.Amelia walked beside him, holding his hand."Are you ready?" she asked.He looked at her."As ready as I'll ever be.""Good. Because after this, I expect you to keep your promise about taking me somewhere."A smile appeared on his face."You're still thinking about that?""Of course. Do you think I made all that effort to get you out of your office for nothing?"He laughed quietly."Fair
Monday morning began with a call Damian had been expecting.Charles Whitmore's lawyer wanted to know whether the Vale Group board would consider allowing his client to resign quietly rather than face a formal disciplinary process.Damian listened without interrupting.When the lawyer finished, he asked one question."Has your client admitted to submitting a document he knew was not authentic?"There was a pause."No formal admission has been made.""Then I don't see how a private resignation resolves the matter.""My client has served Vale Group for nearly thirty years. He believes his contributions should be taken into consideration.""They will be. His years of service will be recorded accurately, just as the evidence concerning his conduct will be examined accurately.""Mr. Vale, surely there's room for a compromise."Damian glanced at the reports on his desk."There is room for a fair process. There is no room for using his years of service to bypass it."The lawyer sighed."I'll
For the first time in weeks, Damian left the office before sunset.Nathan noticed.He looked up from his desk as Damian walked past, jacket over one arm and car keys in his hand."Are you leaving?"Damian stopped."No, Nathan. I'm taking my office for a walk."Nathan stared at him.Damian smiled. "Yes, I'm leaving.""Is everything all right?""Everything is fine. The board has the recovery plan, the legal team has the trust dispute, and you have the remaining reports."Nathan slowly put down his pen."You've just transferred your responsibilities to me.""I've delegated them.""There's a difference?""A significant one."Nathan shook his head."Go. Before I remember something else you need to sign."Damian laughed and continued toward the lift.He had promised Amelia a proper date, and he intended to keep that promise.For once, his evening would belong to his family.---Amelia was in the living room when Damian arrived home.She looked up from the book in her hands and glanced at th
Damian had just finished reviewing the final figures for the company's recovery plan when Nathan walked into his office without knocking.That alone was enough to make him look up."What's happened?"Nathan closed the door behind him."Charles has responded to the investigators' request.""And?""He's admitted that he collected the unsigned amendment from the office that prepared it."Damian slowly put down his pen."That's a start.""There's more. He claims he never instructed anyone to forge your father's signature. According to his statement, he believed the document was an unfinished amendment that your father intended to approve."Damian leaned back in his chair."Then why did he submit it as a completed revocation?""That's precisely what the investigators want him to explain."For several seconds, Damian said nothing.He had expected Charles to deny everything. Instead, the man had admitted to handling the document while attempting to distance himself from the signature that ma
Friday morning arrived with a different kind of tension.For weeks, the Vale Group boardroom had been consumed by old agreements, disputed signatures, and arguments over who had the right to control the company's protected shares.Today, Damian intended to talk about the future.He entered the boardroom with Nathan beside him. The directors were already seated, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and concern.Charles Whitmore's chair remained empty.Damian took his place at the head of the table."Good morning, everyone."A few directors returned the greeting."We have spent too much time allowing a dispute over historical documents to distract us from the business entrusted to us," Damian continued. "The legal process will determine the authenticity of the disputed revocation and establish whether anyone acted improperly. Until then, we will cooperate fully and protect the company's interests."One of the directors, Mr. Henshaw, adjusted his glasses."And what happens if the tru
The moment Amelia signed the papers, the ballroom erupted into whispers.Some people pitied her.Most enjoyed the spectacle.After all, scandals involving powerful families were entertainment for the rich.Amelia could practically feel their eyes burning into her skin as she placed the pen down car
The crystal chandeliers of the Grand Orion Hotel glowed above the crowd, casting gold across silk gowns and tailored suits. Laughter echoed through the ballroom, champagne glasses clinked softly, and cameras flashed toward the stage where the powerful elites of the city gathered.At the center of i
“Amelia!”The sound of Damian’s voice echoed through the apartment with a panic nobody had ever heard from him before.Sophie gasped.Nathan froze.And Adrian immediately lifted Amelia into his arms as her body went limp against him.“Move.”His calm tone cut sharply through the chaos.Years of med
The words slammed into Damian like a physical blow.“Don’t touch her.”For a second, nobody moved.Amelia’s body trembled weakly in Adrian’s arms, her face pale enough to terrify everyone in the room.“Move aside,” Damian said coldly.Adrian ignored him completely.“Get water,” he told Sophie calml







