The modified off-road vehicle was already eye-catching, but the row of bodyguards in black standing beside it made the scene even more striking. Amid them, Landon stood out effortlessly. He was dressed in a well-tailored wine-red suit, his long legs and slender waist accentuating his natural elegance. A cigarette rested between his fingers, adding an air of quiet indulgence.Aria raised an eyebrow. She never thought he smoked.Yet, even surrounded by bodyguards, he remained the focal point—making them seem like mere backdrops.At that moment, she finally understood what it meant for someone's presence to command attention. Landon embodied that completely.It felt only natural for her to stop her car upon seeing her fiancé.Landon's indifferent expression softened the moment he saw Aria, causing the people around him to exhale in relief. Though they didn't know the reason for his improved mood, at least they wouldn't have to bear the brunt of his temper.Stepping out of her car,
Aria enjoyed talking to smart people. Her eyes lit up. "It's a package deal. The land comes as a gift, along with the urban village. They need to dangle some hope in front of me to lure me into the trap."Landon chuckled. "Seems like the Draycott family believes in Lily's predictions. They think she's completely accurate."Aria took a sip of water. "Well, she's been spot on with the stock market. And she's not wrong about the big picture, either. Didn't they bring up developing the land at today's meeting?"He nodded. "They left out the details, though."Aria mused that no matter how many times Lily was reborn, Landon would still win.Leaning in closer, she whispered, "Yes, and it's a lot. I know you're smart, but keep it down. We're still in the village—someone might overhear."Landon pushed her forehead back with his left hand. "I smell like cigarettes."Aria raised an eyebrow. "It smells good."Unlike with others, Landon’s presence put her at ease.His gaze flickered toward
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that Landon, the so-called demon lord, was gone.But work still had to be done. One pressing matter was the bidding war against the Draycott family—something Landon had personally instructed them to handle.To put up some resistance against Orion, they discreetly pulled a few strings. More importantly, they feared that if Landon actually won the bid, things could turn messy.…In the past, Orion would have been furious if someone dared to snatch something he had set his sights on. He wasn't entirely pleased about it now, either—but his arrogance kept his temper in check."For some reason, the York family also conducted a site investigation," Arlo reported.Orion's expression darkened as he considered the implications. After a moment, he said, "It's not necessarily a bad thing."Arlo frowned, gripping the report in his hand. "But if the York family joins the bidding, the price will skyrocket.""So what if it doubles?" Orion remained indifferent
The market had closed, leaving behind an unusual stillness. During trading hours, the space was packed with people fixated on screens—professional traders managing portfolios while financial experts explained the intricacies of the stock market to the public.However, the real power players in the stock market weren't here. They were elsewhere, trading from private offices, analyzing charts on high-end monitors.The ones who remained were either newcomers testing the waters or retirees—elderly folks whose children were unmarried, with no grandchildren to care for. They often took a stroll through the exchange after finishing their grocery shopping.Yet, these retirees were not to be underestimated. Many of them carried Louis Vuitton handbags, a testament to the fact that Ludwiten's retirement pensions were far more generous than in other places.Aria had chosen this exact time to make her entrance.When her sleek sports car pulled up outside the stock market, it naturally drew att
"But they are buying gold, and its value keeps rising.""I heard someone is about to step in to stop it from increasing."An elderly woman scoffed. "Oh, come on. When has gold ever really dropped? Emeralds might have outperformed it at times, but gold? Never.""Enough guessing. Let's go see for ourselves!"A cash transaction of this scale took time. The bills had to be counted by machine, manually verified, then checked again for accuracy before the funds were credited. Three rounds, no exceptions.The trader was practically beaming. It wasn't every day they met a client this wealthy—let alone one so generous. The transaction fees alone were enough to cover their expenses for a year!"Please sign here." The trader took the chance to probe. "You seem experienced. Are you locals?""Please sign here." The trader then continued to probe their background, "You don't seem like it's your first time trading. Are you locals?"Aria shook her head and chuckled. "We just returned from over
Aria had done so much already—naturally, she would create opportunities for the elderly to approach her.After opening the trading account, she excused herself to the washroom, claiming she needed to touch up her makeup. In truth, she was waiting for them.Cassy was a refined woman who usually kept a polite distance from strangers. But today's events were too surreal for her to ignore. She followed Aria inside and, seeing the young woman adjusting her reflection in the mirror, took the chance to strike up a conversation."Miss, I heard this is your first time in Ludwiten?""Yes, it is." Aria set down the foundation cushion she hadn't even used and smiled. "Ludwiten is a beautiful, international city. No wonder so many foreigners like visiting."Encouraged by the smooth exchange, Cassy deepened the conversation. "Have you been to The Bay yet? It's lovely, and the local delicacies are a must-try. The spaghetti and grilled salmon are some of the oldest specialties here.""We haven't
Aria immediately stepped in before the retirees could chat the day away. "Madam Grimmy, this is my boss. Remember I said I'd bring in a gold valuation expert? Since he was available, I invited him over."Landon chuckled and immediately got into his role. "My secretary already briefed me on the details, so let's get started."The retirees took their seats, giving him their full attention. When it came to making money, they weren't about to slack off."You've probably heard the phrase 'a diamond is forever,' but why isn't its value as stable as gold? People buy gold for all kinds of occasions—weddings, festivals, family celebrations."That's because gold’s value is well-established. Its price is influenced by currency fluctuations, supply and demand, and global markets."In the end, gold is universally accepted as a form of wealth. Diamonds, on the other hand, are just gemstones like emeralds. That's why gold's value remains stable and tends to appreciate over time."Despite his ex
Landon greeted Waymond and Eamon with a polite smile. Waymond glanced at Aria and teased, "Bringing him over so suddenly—are you getting him ready to meet the rest of the family in advance? Haha!"Both brothers were genuinely happy for Aria. After all, she and Landon were a striking pair, perfectly matched in both looks and stature.Just as Aria was about to respond, Landon interjected, "Apologies for the abrupt visit. I intended to come properly prepared, but it was so sudden that I didn't bring any gifts."Before he could finish, Waymond waved him off. "Forget the gifts. It's enough that you're here. I'll have the chef prepare a few specialty dishes. Let's have a drink later."Aria stepped in just in time. "Uncle Waymond, he's not in the best health. Let's skip the strong liquor."She continued, "Besides, you two still have matters to settle later. How about keeping it simple this time? I mainly came to update you on the land acquisition."Eamon, seated on the opposite side,
Chaos erupted at the auction. For all their pride and arrogance, the wealthy clients' expressions had twisted into pure panic the moment something went wrong.So, their first reaction was to seek a staff member."The power's unstable!" Dave spoke into the microphone, trying to project calm. "Everyone, stay calm. There's scheduled maintenance in town—it's just affecting the electricity. Nothing's wrong."He genuinely believed that. It was what he'd been told.But Aria knew better. The blackout wasn't random. It was a signal. Sam had tracked down the source of the call. With the exits sealed off, Aria had everything she needed to act.A faint smirk curled on her lips. Without hesitation, she grabbed Landon and swiftly took Aliya hostage. Her movements were sharp, practiced, so fast that no one around her even had time to react.Then came the needles.Aria flicked her wrist, sending a series of acupuncture needles flying. The rich guests closest to her froze in place, locked in stu
Tony's accusation stirred a ripple through the room, and it didn't escape Dave's attention. With a subtle flick of his wrist, he signaled to someone nearby.Aria caught the movement. Her fingers tensed, ready to slip free of the rope she had already loosened. But before she could act, she heard a smooth, composed voice glide through the air."I need her to boost my luck," the man said coolly. "I've done my research. She's the ideal bride for someone like me."Dave stopped in his tracks, and it seemed like he was telling someone else to verify what Landon had said."Sir, it checks out," one of the staff murmured after a brief consultation. "Mr. Crow's fate is complicated. The master said only a spiritual match could extend his life. Otherwise, he won't make it past his next birthday."Dave let out a low chuckle, visibly relaxing. "Well then, Mr. Crow, it seems you've come to the right place. Please—carry on, everyone."Aria listened in stunned silence. Landon hadn't lied. His life
Aria couldn't tear her eyes away from Dave.He was still quietly speaking to the man on the screen, their exchange shrouded in secrecy. No one nearby could hear what they were saying—but Aria could guess. It had to be a deal of some sort, something about her. Everything about Dave's posture, the glint in his eyes, told her this wasn't just business. It was personal.She glanced up at the clock again, nerves coiling in her chest. Something was wrong. Sam was taking longer than usual. That wasn't like him.The auction was nearing its close. They couldn't miss the chance to strike. Sasha, glowing with excitement, clapped her hands and declared, "Six million! It looks like no one else is bidding—congratulations to our newest member, Mr. Tiger—""Ten million dollars."The voice sliced clean through the noise, calm, clear, and cold.Everyone turned toward it.A man stood at the edge of the crowd, dressed in a sleek tuxedo dusted with black feathers, his mask intricate and dark.T
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