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Lucian had never driven this fast in his entire life.The city became nothing more than a blur of distorted lights outside the windshield, streaks of red and white smearing across his vision like blood dragged through rain. The engine roared violently beneath him, the sound so aggressive it almost drowned out the chaos inside his own head.He didn’t care about the traffic or the police sirens behind him. He had only one agenda now and that's all he cared about. His hands were locked around the steering wheel with such terrifying force that the veins along his forearms stood out sharply beneath his skin, his knuckles pale and rigid like stone.Every second felt unbearable and every breath felt wrong.His chest burned with something far worse than panic... Rage. Pure, uncontrollable rage.The image would not leave him alone.The fucking accident which have been tormenting him for days.But worst of all— the way Elara’s hand had instinctively gone to her stomach when she was told that
The next morning... Hale Corporation. The atmosphere inside the executive meeting room was tense enough to suffocate anyone weaker. Multiple board members sat around the enormous conference table while financial charts and overseas projections filled the massive screen behind them. Voices overlapped one another as executives discussed numbers, investors, and expansion plans worth billions. “…if we secure the European investors before the fourth quarter, the projected shares will rise significantly...” “The shipping delays are still our biggest concern...” “We can reroute production through...” At the head of the table sat Lucian. As always, he was silent, cold, and unreadable. His sharp eyes scanned the documents in front of him while one hand rested lazily against the armrest of his chair. He hadn’t spoken much since the meeting began, yet his mere presence dominated the entire room effortlessly. Nobody dared relax around him. Even now, the directors spoke carefully, co
As usual... the Hale mansion was lively as ever Soft music drifted quietly through the kitchen while Elara stood barefoot beside the marble counter, slowly slicing strawberries into neat pieces. The oversized black sweater hanging from her frame belonged to Lucian, the sleeves so long they nearly swallowed her hands completely. Her hair was loosely tied back, a few soft strands falling around her face every now and then. She was living the best of life. Indeed, fate gave her another chance of happiness after her rebirth. Every couple of seconds, she glanced toward the living room... Toward him. Lucian sat on the large cream-colored sofa with a laptop resting open on his lap, one arm lazily stretched across the backrest. On the surface, he looked focused, like the cold and powerful CEO everyone feared. But in reality? He had barely read a single sentence on the screen for the last ten minutes. His attention kept drifting back to her. Always back to her. His wife, his w
At the far end of the table, Aaron sat in silence with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He had barely spoken since dinner began. The dim light reflected against the amber liquid as he slowly swirled the glass. His expression was unreadable cold, and detached. But there was something deeply unsettling about the silence surrounding him tonight. Something unstable. Marjorie carefully turned toward him. “Aaron?” No response. “Aaron,” she repeated more cautiously. Slowly, he lifted his gaze. And for a brief second, even Marjorie felt uneasy. There was something dark in his eyes now. Something obsessive. “She belongs with us... Me,” Aaron said quietly. Ethan immediately frowned and Marjorie blinked in confusion. Aaron leaned back in his chair, his voice calm in a way that felt almost frightening. “That man took her away from this family. He fucking took her away from me.” “She left willingly,” Ethan said flatly. He had come to realize the consequences of his family's actions.
The Vaughn mansion had never felt this cold before. Not because of the weather outside. The marble floors were still polished to perfection. The chandeliers still glowed with golden light. Servants still moved quietly through the hallways with lowered heads. But something inside the mansion had changed. Humiliation had settled into the walls like rot. For the first time in years, the Vaughn family had become the subject of whispers among the elite. Not admiration or fear. But mockery. The hospital incident from a week ago had spread through high society faster than wildfire. Every businessman, every socialite, every wealthy family in the city had heard about it. They all knew how Lucian and the Hale family publicly humiliated the Vaughns. How he and his family stood in front of Elara like a shield. How security had thrown the Vaughns out of the hospital in front of everyone. Like unwanted trash. And worst of all? Nobody defended them. Nobody pitied them. Because deep down,
The driver swallowed painfully before speaking again, voice trembling harder now. “I just needed money,” he whispered brokenly. “They promised enough to help my family if I caused the accident…” “And you agreed,” Lucian said factually. Tears slid down the driver’s bruised face. “I know what I did was wrong,” he choked out. “I know… but I swear I never planned to kill anyone. They only told me to hit the car hard enough to scare you. I didn’t know it would turn out to be something that bad… Heck! I didn’t even know it was your car.” Lucian’s eyes darkened dangerously. “You expect me to believe that?” “I’m telling the truth!” The man broke down completely then, sobbing openly despite the pain it caused him. “My daughter is seven,” he whispered shakily. “My son is ten… I just wanted money for them…” Silence swallowed the room once more. Then Lucian finally spoke quietly. “If my wife had died…” The driver stopped breathing from that one incomplete sentence. Lucian’s voice remai
Meanwhile, Felix’s phone buzzed violently in his pocket. One of his friends leaned over the table. “Dude, you look like you saw a ghost.” Felix read the message from Lisa and his face went pale. “My brother and sister-in-law were just in a car accident.” The table went silent. His friends' mou
The Hale family was still buzzing with shock, relief, and overwhelming excitement when a nurse finally approached them again. The waiting room had been chaotic for nearly an hour. No one had actually been sitting properly. Felix had paced in excitement. Lisa had cried twice and laughed three tim
After Elara said everything, after she calmly, ominously, and almost theatrically dropped her “vision” about George divorcing Grace, the entire room had gone so quiet that a pin drop could have been heard. Grace stood frozen for a long second. Her lips trembled and her fingers twitched. Her prid
The next morning... The sunlight that filtered through the tall windows of the Hale estate felt wrong. It was too bright for a house that had barely slept, too warm for a family that had spent the entire night sitting outside Nathan's bedroom, waiting to hear whether he would wake up again withou







