LOGINThe morning sun hung high above Vesper City, bright and relentless despite the early hour.Summer had settled over the city weeks ago. The sidewalks already radiated heat, and the glass towers of the financial district reflected sunlight so sharply that people instinctively lowered their eyes when walking outside.But inside Valcor's headquarters, nobody paid attention to the weather.Because a different kind of storm had arrived.The moment Estella stepped out of the elevator, she knew something was wrong.The atmosphere felt tense.People were moving too quickly.Phones rang nonstop.Several employees stood near the reception area whispering to each other.Even the giant television screen mounted on the lobby wall was broadcasting business news.A familiar headline flashed across the screen.ORION TEST FAILURE SPARKS INVESTOR CONCERNSVALCOR TECHNOLOGY UNDER SCRUTINYEstella stopped walking for half a second.Then continued forward.Her expression didn't change.Not even slightly.E
The summer heat lingered over Vesper City even after sunset.The rain from two nights ago had long disappeared, leaving behind dry streets, glowing skyscrapers, and a warm wind that carried the scent of concrete and distant traffic through the city.From the floor-to-ceiling windows of Valcor Tower, the city looked peaceful.It was a lie.Nothing about their lives was peaceful anymore.Especially not for Estella Duan.She stood in front of the large conference room window, arms folded across her chest, watching the lights below.Behind her, the final executive meeting for Orion had just ended.Samantha Laurent was gathering her documents.Several senior executives were already leaving.Everyone looked exhausted.The pressure surrounding Orion had doubled over the last week.Delays.Investigations.Unexpected audits.Internal reviews.Small problems that seemed harmless individually but became dangerous when stacked together.Exactly as Estella had planned.Not enough to destroy Orion.
Summer had settled firmly over Vesper City.Even early in the morning, sunlight was already spilling between the glass towers downtown, turning the streets below into ribbons of gold and silver. The city looked beautiful from above—alive, ambitious, unstoppable.Inside Valcor Tower, however, something had begun to slow down.And almost nobody realized it yet.Samantha Laurent stared at the screen in front of her.Her coffee had gone cold almost an hour ago.She didn't even notice.A frown slowly appeared between her brows as she reviewed another project report.Then another.Then another.Something was wrong.Not a disaster.Not a crisis.Something much more annoying.Small delays.Tiny interruptions.A vendor approval that arrived six hours late.A compliance review that required another signature.A legal document that needed one additional revision.An audit report that somehow got pushed to the next review cycle.Individually, none of them mattered.Together?They were beginning t
The summer afternoon in Vesper City was bright and unforgiving.Sunlight poured over the glass towers downtown, turning every window into a mirror of white-gold light. Outside Valcor Tower, traffic moved steadily through the city while people hurried along sidewalks carrying iced coffee and briefcases, trying to escape the heat.Inside a small restaurant a few blocks away from the office, the air conditioning hummed softly.Estella sat across from Vivianne.For the first few minutes, neither of them touched their food.The silence wasn't uncomfortable.It was simply heavy.Like both of them knew this conversation had been waiting to happen for a long time.Vivianne finally put down her fork."I suppose you've figured it out."Estella met her eyes."You could've denied it."Vivianne smiled faintly."You would've known I was lying."That was true.Estella leaned back slightly."So tell me."Vivianne looked down at the untouched tea beside her plate."My father used to be the Head of Res
The rain had stopped just before sunset.Vesper City glittered beneath thousands of lights, the wet streets reflecting gold and white beneath the evening traffic. From the top floor of one of the city's most exclusive private restaurants, the skyline looked almost peaceful.Almost.Inside a private dining room, peace was the last thing sitting at the table.Aizen Deveraux leaned back in his chair, one hand resting against the armrest, his expression unreadable.Across from him sat Orlando Laurent and Samantha.Beside him sat his grandfather.And unfortunately, that alone was enough to ruin any appetite.Crystal glasses caught the warm light from the chandelier overhead. The expensive meal had already been served, yet nobody seemed particularly interested in eating.Especially not Aizen.Benedict Deveraux cut into his steak with precise movements."Since everyone is finally here," he said calmly, "I think it's time we discuss the engagement."Aizen didn't even look up."We've discussed
The hallway outside Aizen's apartment felt strangely quiet.Samantha Laurent stood frozen for a few seconds after the door closed in front of her.The breakfast box was still in her hands.Still warm.Still untouched.She stared at the polished wooden door, trying to process what she had just seen.Estella Duan had opened that door.Not a housekeeper.Not an assistant.Not security.Estella.And then Aizen had appeared behind her wearing a bathrobe.The image replayed itself inside Samantha's mind.Again.And again.And again.A sharp ache settled somewhere beneath her ribs.Not because she was naive.Not because she believed fairy tales.But because she had never seen Aizen Deveraux allow anyone into his private space.Not like that.Not ever.Still, Samantha forced herself to smile.Years of growing up around politicians and corporate elites had taught her one thing.Never bleed where people can see it.She adjusted her grip on the breakfast box and walked away.Her heels echoed dow







