Aria's remark took aback Jett. He recalled how the Fitzroys always claimed they were acting in his best interest, insisting that their rigorous teachings were meant to help, not harm. After all, as the eldest grandson of the Grisham family, Jett was expected to be well-rounded in all areas.Aria patted his back reassuringly. "You handled this well, Jett. I acknowledge your efforts. But think carefully—do you truly believe this piece of land is worth acquiring?"Jett hesitated. "Aren't they dismantling the villages in the urban area right now?"Aria's thoughts briefly drifted to Magdalene. She had primarily connected Jett with the Draycott family, and it wouldn't be surprising if she had aligned herself with them.To prevent any sudden interference from Magdalene, Aria decided to be direct. "Yes, it's being demolished, and there are returns. But the cash flow is slow. It could take years before you see any profit."She paused before continuing. "And that's not even the biggest issu
Aria studied the map on the table and spoke without looking up. "But he won't get anything after the demolition. Would you want it to be torn down if you were in his position?"Jett immediately froze when he heard that. Aria continued coolly, "Once it's gone, he'll be just like everyone else. No authority. No control. No village chief title."Jett clenched his fists. "So are we giving up on this land?""Well, we still need it." Aria suddenly thought of a problem. "Did you get Mr. Jenson's contact from the Grisham family or the Fitzroy family?"Jett frowned. "Why can't it be my contact?"Aria smirked and glanced at him. "You studied abroad for years. If you managed to build this many connections with local authorities, one might think you were there for infrastructure development instead of academics.""I…" Jett had never met anyone as sharp-tongued as Aria. Plus, everything she spouted was the truth. He had no rebuttal. "He's connected to the Fitzroy family."Aria nodded. "Goo
Thaddeus took a slow drag from his cigar, narrowing his eyes. "Don't provoke the authorities. From the looks of it, Mr. Jenson is the one pulling the strings. Keep an eye on things and don't trouble those with deep pockets."Hand over the insignificant things and don't make things difficult for them at the start. Understood?"The man across from him rubbed his hands together. "Don't worry. It's not our first time dealing with people like them—we know exactly what to do."Mr. Jenson has brought plenty of outsiders to our village over the past decade, and none of them walked away unscathed. Those spoiled heirs who only know how to flaunt their flashy sports cars? They're nothing to us."Thaddeus nodded approvingly. "We can't let anyone gain leverage over us. One of them is from the Fitzroy family—we shouldn't risk ruining that connection."The man placed his cup down with a dull thud. "Of course. Though, I wonder what tricks Mr. Jenson used to lure them here this time. I also heard
Orion never believed anyone could escape his trap—especially not Aria, who hadn't even completed her education. Did she really think a mere fraction of business knowledge was enough to take him on?He sneered, malice twisting his expression. No one in the Chamber of Commerce had ever seen this side of him. To Aria, he was an elder, a respected figure. And in front of so many people, he had always maintained that façade.But things were different now. He would make sure she experienced what it was like to be in hell. Even her father had fallen into his trap—what chance did she have? Anyone wanting to enter the property industry had to get past the Draycott family first.Orion moved aside as Arlo leaned in and whispered something that made him frown. "They still haven't been found?""No. But I don't think they've been taken. If something went wrong, the higher-ups would have an update."Orion's brows remained furrowed. "It may not be a major issue, but we need to find them. As for t
Lily was practically a living legend in Orion's eyes. With the stock market booming, there was nothing they couldn't invest in. Orion didn't forget about dragging Fergus into the mess. "Has the eldest Carver son, that so-called God of Parker Street, bought the stocks?""Mr. Draycott, don't worry. We've inflated gold prices. Once the stock market opens on Monday, prices drop. Mr. Carver will be left with nothing but regrets."Orion's smile deepened when he saw that. The Carver family would soon be ruined. He couldn't wait to see how the arrogant Aria handled the chaos.…Meanwhile, Aria took Jett through the urban village. The villagers eyed them curiously. Word had spread that a foolish investor was interested in the land, and they could barely hide their amusement. Still, they didn't voice their thoughts, choosing instead to treat the newcomers with extra warmth.Jett felt a prickle of unease under their stares. Despite the village's proximity to the city, the residents displ
"Stopping them now is impossible. If we do, it's the same as cutting off their financial lifeline," Aria texted. Fergus understood the situation. No one in the stock exchange market would believe them—especially the older investors, who placed more trust in their exclusive insider tips.Something flickered in Aria's eyes as she considered the matter. After a moment, she said, "Fergus, leave this matter to me."Fergus immediately responded, "Okay. I'll keep buying as you instructed."Knowing he was dependable, Aria didn't reply further.Still, Fergus remained concerned. "I heard about the plot of land. Be careful. Don't forget about us—Elijah and Leon live close to you, too."Aria chuckled at his message. Fergus was being overly cautious. If Elijah and Leon got involved, it would be far too crowded. What would they do—hold a fan meet-and-greet?Still, when the time was right, she intended to use their influence to her advantage.She put her phone away. Jett, who had been watc
"Why?" Jett demanded, frustration threatening to overwhelm him. He couldn't understand—it felt like his mind was about to explode. In his memories, his grandmother had always given him whatever he wanted.When he struggled with physics, Magdalene feared he'd wear himself out studying, so she pulled strings at a prestigious university abroad, sparing no expense to make things easier for him.Her approach to education was completely different from Clyde's.Jett had always believed Magdalene understood him best, granting him the most freedom in the world. No matter what he did, she thought he was amazing, filling him with confidence from an early age.Aria studied him. Knowing the road ahead would be difficult, she understood Jett had to break free from his comfort zone."It's because you're the eldest son of the Grisham family," she said. "I might be standing in your way."Jett found the notion ridiculous. "What do they mean? We've only known each other for a few days."Their firs
The villagers had only one goal—money.They didn't care about policies or the higher-ups. All they saw was an easy mark, a rich outsider who could be deceived. It had become second nature to them, playing the part of helpless victims to gain the moral high ground.Jett used to be oblivious to this, but now that he understood, cold sweat gathered on his back. The way the villagers eyed Aria's car with barely concealed greed sent a chill down his spine.Jett wanted to back off. "Aria, even if there's the slightest chance that the government had some policies in place, let's not get involved in this mess. We can take our time solving things at home."Aria twisted the bottle cap, took a sip, and said casually, "Who told you I wanted to solve things at home?"She maneuvered the steering wheel with one hand and shot him a glance. "You're the eldest grandson of the Grisham family. I'm only here to cure Grandpa. Nothing else matters to me."She added, "We're doing business, not handling
Aria had once told Sam to avoid chaos if he could—but she'd also said that when desperation knocked, rules could bend.Now was one of those moments.Sam hesitated only briefly before diving in.He had to know who was behind this. Who kept targeting Aria? Who was pulling the strings in the dark? And once Sam decided on something, there was no turning back.Without Aria by his side, he breached the system, knowing full well the other side had already alerted the police.The firewall he faced wasn't just tough—it was nearly impenetrable. It filtered everything, controlling access with surgical precision. But Sam wasn't interested in the broader network. He narrowed his focus and cut straight to the source, filtering out all the noise to lock onto the actual IP.The auction raged on aboveground. The man behind the screen, confident in his usual routine, remained calm and unaware that the mask he'd worn for years was finally slipping. He'd always stayed out of sight, appearing only
While Aria discreetly signaled to move, the auction hall was buzzing with excitement. Laughter echoed, wine glasses clinked, and the room pulsed with greed.Sasha's voice came through the mic, smooth and cheerful. "While everyone's enjoying themselves, let's welcome our latest arrival of the evening."She glanced at the man beside her—her bodyguard—who immediately stiffened under her gaze.To the crowd, it looked like he was escorting Aria to the stage under control. In truth, Aria's hand was already pressed lightly against his chest, right over a poisoned pressure point. He knew better than to resist—he'd seen what she was capable of.And she'd made her warning crystal clear—if she was exposed or captured, he wouldn't live to see morning.The guests didn't notice a thing. All eyes were on Aria, their expressions hungry. They saw value in her—fresh, young, healthy. To them, she wasn't a person. She was premium merchandise.She was brought to stand beside a young woman who had alr
Eamon and Waymond had just been thrown out of the Chamber of Commerce. Waymond's face was flushed with fury, his eyes red. "Eamon, why didn't you let me speak earlier? Mr. Lincoln was being unreasonable!"Eamon, ever perceptive, shook his head. "Mr. Lincoln's been bribed. He was never going to take our side."Wise and strategic, Eamon had always been top of his class—but now, he was even sharper when it came to reading a room."I'm guessing Aria found something during her investigation that made them nervous," he continued. "Durand couldn't have controlled Lincoln on his own. There's more to it."Waymond frowned, still struggling to piece things together. "But who could bribe Mr. Lincoln? Not even the mayor has that kind of sway. He's—""What if it's someone from the state?" Eamon cut in, eyes flicking back toward the building. "We need to tell Dad. There's no point in staying here, but there is someone we can talk to.""Who?" Waymond asked quickly. "Lucas Murray—the new secr
Durand's expression darkened; Eamon was right. Amos and the official from the state had originally wanted to work with the Grishams, especially Eamon. That was why they used the Fitzroys as a bridge to approach him. Unfortunately, Magdalene had failed to establish any rapport with the Grishams.Instead, she kept criticizing Eamon, claiming he followed Laura's every word, and insisted they had plenty of ways to manipulate the Grishams. In the end, the divorce erupted into a scandal, and the entire Fitzroy family was imprisoned.Ironically, Eamon's actions only impressed the state official more. Durand had even heard Amos say that their leader hoped Eamon would continue working with them as his involvement would ensure their plans progressed smoothly.That knowledge burned Durand with frustration. No matter what he did, he could never measure up to Eamon."It looks like you still haven't grasped the situation, Mr. Grishman. Mr. Grisham Senior has begged everyone, but where did it le
"I'm happy to take over the Grishams' responsibilities," Durand said.Waymond scoffed coldly. "You're not worthy of it.""Mr. Lincoln, it seems someone's not too happy with you."Durand, dressed like a gentleman as always, adjusted his glasses and replied calmly, "Waymond, you've been in this business long enough to know how things work. The Grishams have gained a lot over the years. It's not up to you to decide whether to hold on to it."Leonardo stood, trying to ease the tension. "There's no point in arguing. Let's settle this the traditional way—with an anonymous vote. Everyone, write down whether you think the Grishams should step down. Let the vote speak for itself. That way, it'll be fair."He instructed someone to bring in a box, paper, and pens. Each member was handed a set. It was more for show than anything else; everyone already knew how the vote would go.Eamon saw right through their performance, his gaze turning cold as he sat silently. The votes were quickly cast an
"Mr. Grisham, how long your niece stays locked up isn't up to us—it depends on the severity of her crime," Durand said. "As a member of the Chamber of Commerce, you should understand how serious the situation she's stirred up really is. Haven't you read any of the online news?"People are now hoping the Grisham family goes bankrupt. They're even demanding that we, the Chamber, investigate this matter ourselves!"His words made those who had previously wanted to side with the Grishams start to hesitate. With the Draycotts and Fitzroys already doomed, the Grishams had seemed like the next best option. But no one had expected Aria to make such a critical mistake.Public sentiment had turned sharply. The Chamber of Commerce was now being blamed for enabling an economic disaster. What angered the public most was Aria's carefully crafted image. If she'd shown her true colors from the start, they might have ignored her. But pretending to be righteous, only to betray the common people—that w
Dave smiled, clearly enjoying the desperation on Lewis' face. "Also, you won't be getting any more orders. Your supervisor is going to help us delete every report you've ever submitted. What a shame, Lewis. You risked your life on the front lines, only for someone else to reap the rewards behind your back. If I were you, I'd stop being so loyal. Wouldn't it be better to join us?"He was trying to manipulate Lewis, planting doubt and betrayal like poison. As Aria listened, her fists clenched slowly. Nothing crushed a person's spirit more than destroying their belief in what they stood for. They had exposed Lewis on purpose—to break his faith in the uniform he wore.The masked clients settled back into their seats, returning to their arrogant ease. They were reminded that they were above the law within these walls. No one from the outside could enter the premises, and if someone did, they wouldn't leave intact.These people had powerful connections. To them, the undercover cop was a
Aside from Aria, who had initially refused the food, everything had seemed normal to Stephanie. After all, Aria eventually accepted a drink, and nothing else appeared out of the ordinary.But the more Stephanie thought about it, the deeper her frown became. A sense of unease crept in, and she instinctively lowered her microphone, ready to rush to the basement to check things for herself. Seeing her reaction, the wealthy clients began to panic.The woman in the fox mask stood up, clutching her bag tightly, and made for the exit. She feared she would actually be arrested if she stayed any longer. She had no intention of ending up in jail just for attending an auction, especially one like this. Most importantly, she couldn't afford to have her reputation tarnished.Like her, the rest of the crowd shared the same instinct—flee.Meanwhile, Aria narrowed her eyes as she subdued a bodyguard with one hand. She maintained firm but measured pressure with her left hand, ready to act the moment
When Sasha heard the man mention the rare gem, her eyes narrowed slightly. Very few people knew about it. Only Dave and a handful of higher-ups were aware. She immediately wondered who had leaked the news.But the man's words had already ignited excitement across the auction floor."What? A rare gem?""It's been ages since we've seen one! I can't believe there's actually one today!"To these people, a rare gem referred to someone whose body was considered exceptionally valuable, blessed with natural fortune, vitality, and unmatched physical condition. It was believed that such a person couldn't fully harness the luck they were born with. But if someone else could acquire it...Not only could they preserve their youth and beauty, but their careers and fortunes could be transformed. The idea sent a thrill through the room, and their greed quickly became impossible to hide.Sasha realized the situation was slipping out of her control. She reached for her communicator to contact Dave,