MasukDown in the quiet, dim corridor of the fourth floor, the air was thick with tension.VIP Suite 402 sat at the far end of the hall. Inside, the private ventilation system had been secretly rigged by Chloe an hour ago, pumping a potent, sweet-scented aphrodisiac incense directly into the room. Senator Ross sat on the velvet sofa inside, his mind already hazy with corrupt lust, waiting impatiently for the "lonely Chairperson" to walk through the door.Outside in the hallway, Chloe hid behind a decorative velvet curtain, her heart pounding with dark, psychotic thrill.What is taking that waiter so long?! Chloe cursed under her breath, checking her watch.Suddenly, the soft click of high heels echoed down the quiet corridor.Chloe peeked out from behind the curtain. Walking toward Suite 402 was a tall, breathtaking woman wearing a floor-length, diamond-encrusted ruby-red dress, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders—looking identical to Evelyn from behind.Chloe’s eyes bulged with
The young waiter bowed nervously as he presented the silver tray to Evelyn. On it lay a crisp, folded envelope bearing the Romeo Group’s private seal.Evelyn picked up the paper, unfolding it with effortless poise. Her dark eyes swept over the single line of forged text: Chairperson, an urgent confidential document regarding the Vance Group’s offshore liquidation requires your immediate signature. Please step into VIP Suite 402 for two minutes. — Julian.A soft, cold laugh almost escaped Evelyn’s lips.The handwriting was a clumsy, desperate imitation. Phrasing it as a "confidential document" was an amateurish touch—Julian stood less than fifteen feet away near the VIP security station, and he never left physical notes when he could simply communicate through her encrypted ear-piece.Evelyn raised her eyes slightly, her razor-sharp gaze cutting through the crowd down on the main floor. Standing near a towering marble pillar was Chloe, her fingers nervously twisting her handbag, her ey
Chloe left Carter complaining to his crooked drinking companions and slipped quietly away toward the VIP corridor near the East Lounge.Her mind was spiraling with bitter, vicious desperation. Howard had already abandoned her, Carter was a broke coward on the brink of ruin, and Evelyn was reigning supreme over the entire capital.If I can't have the spotlight, I will make sure she is completely ruined! Chloe thought, her eyes flashing with a twisted, psychotic resolve.As she rounded the corner near the private smoking room, her eyes locked onto a familiar figure standing near two armed bodyguards.It was Senator Ross—a powerful, seventy-year-old politician known throughout high society for his immense political connections, his corrupt dealings, and his disgusting, predatory obsession with young, beautiful women. Because of his immense government authority, no one ever dared to cross him, and his scandalous affairs were routinely buried by the press.Chloe’s lips curved into a sharp,
Up on the private VIP balcony, the ambient noise of the lower hall faded into a low background hum.Zane leaned casually against the polished marble balustrade, swirling his dark amber scotch. He didn't offer superficial compliments or trivial banter. Instead, his deep, gravelly voice cut straight to the core of global commerce."The central banks are preparing a sharp interest rate hike next quarter," Zane murmured, his amber eyes fixed on Evelyn’s profile. "Most conglomerates are freezing their capital. Yet the Romeo Group just liquidated twelve billion in domestic real estate assets yesterday. What are you preparing for, Chairperson?"Evelyn didn't even turn her head, her sharp gaze sweeping calmly over the sparkling ballroom below."Real estate in this capital is a bloated balloon built on artificial debt, Lord Zane," Evelyn replied effortlessly, taking a delicate sip of iced water. "I liquidated those assets because the domestic market will collapse within sixty days. I am shifti
The upper VIP mezzanine of the Grand Palace Hall was an exclusive sanctuary reserved only for the world's true rulers—foreign prime ministers, sovereign royalty, and global trillionaires.As Evelyn glided up the marble staircase, the chaotic noise of the lower floor faded into soft, dignified classical music.The moment her red heels touched the plush crimson carpet of the upper deck, several distinguished figures immediately turned toward her.An elderly European duke in a medal-adorned uniform smiled warmly, stepping forward to raise her hand respectfully to his lips. "Madam Evelyn. It is an absolute honor to finally see the face behind the Romeo Group. Your financial restructuring of the European green-energy sector last spring was sheer brilliance.""Your Grace is too kind," Evelyn replied effortlessly, speaking in flawless, aristocratic French. "It was merely a necessary adjustment."Beside them, a high-ranking Middle Eastern diplomat bowed his head deeply. "The Romeo Group's bri
The heavy mahogany doors swung open once more.Stepping into the hall was a woman who instantly commanded the light of every chandelier in the room.Evelyn walked into the gala, flanked by Julian in a pristine tailored tuxedo.She wore a breathtaking, floor-length ruby-red gown encrusted with micro-diamonds that sparkled like a galaxy of red stars with every step she took. Her long, silky dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a face of ethereal, breathtaking beauty. Her lips were painted a bold crimson, her eyes sharp, clear, and glowing with an untouchable, majestic authority that made every woman in the room look pale by comparison.Carter, standing near the champagne tower, froze as if struck by lightning. His wine glass slipped through his fingers, shattering loudly on the marble floor."Eve... Evelyn?!" Carter gasped, his eyes bulging out of his head. "What... what is she doing here?!"Helen, who was standing nearby stuffing caviar into her mouth, choked violently. "That







