Damian walked back and forth in his office, restless. He had just received a message from one of his friends. [Uh, have you heard yet? Your ex-wife Elena's son, Alva, was kidnapped... but she said she found him. Now hospitalized at the central hospital]Deg.The message hit his chest like a hammer. "Why didn't Elena tell me about this? After all, I'm Alva's biological father," he muttered irritably.Without thinking, Damian grabbed his jacket and strode out of the office. But not before reaching the front door-"Honey, where are you going?" Isabella's cold voice cut him off.Damian stopped his steps. "To the hospital. Alva, my son, he's been kidnapped. Now he's been found. I need to see how he's doing."Isabella stood up straight, her eyes narrowed. "Who did you find out from?""Certainly not from Elena. But still, I have to go there."Isabella clenched her hands tightly. "That child... Why did he survive," she murmured softly, barely audible.Damian squinted. "What did you just mean
Four o'clock in the afternoon. "I'm sorry, Mr. Damian. I know it's not a good time, but you should know... it's an emergency," the assistant's voice sounded strained on the other end of the line.Damian stood on his balcony, looking up at the darkening sky. "What do you mean emergency?""There's been a market attack. Lancaster Industries' stock has dropped dramatically. Today alone, we lost almost ten million dollars. Big investors pulled out suddenly."Damian frowned. "Ten million? In one day?" "Yes, Mr. Damian. And if this keeps up we'll be back to square one."Damian was silent for a few seconds, then hissed, "Fine. I'm going to the office now."Without waiting for an answer, Damian turned off the call. He entered the house with hurried steps, put on his suit, and headed straight for the garage. Dark thoughts began to creep in-memories of fifteen years ago, when Lancaster Industries had nearly sunk to nothing. When everyone pulled away, leaving him alone to deal with the mess.T
"That's enough, Damian." Elena cut in sharply.Damian fell silent. Elena stood up, her face flat, her voice low but clear."You think I want to hear your regrets now? After all this silence, after you left me for another woman, after you thought your three daughters were useless?""Elena, I was wrong... I really-""Yes, you were wrong. But your mistake was fatal, Damian. You destroyed our family, then acted like a victim when reality hit you."Damian leaned closer, but Elena held up a hand, signaling him not to get any closer."Get out of this room. Alva needs quiet. And I don't want to hear anything.""Elena, I want to fix everything...""Damian." Elena stared intently, her eyes glassy but unwavering. "Get out. Now."Damian finally gave in. He looked down at Alva who was still asleep, then stepped away-a heavy step, like he was dragging tons of weight on his shoulders.***Damian arrived at the Lancaster Mansion. In the living room, Margaret-his mother-sits reading, while Charles, hi
Several days had passed. "Finally... Elena, congratulations," Tamara said with teary eyes, hugging Elena tightly.Elena nodded slowly. "One year and six months of hard work building this Mall and now it's finally paying off."News of the inauguration of EMPIRE by Elena Mall had spread throughout the country and even internationally. The magnificent fashion mall that stands in the heart of the city has become the talk of the media. It is not just a shopping mall, but a world-class center for lifestyle, art and fashion. And what's even more remarkable is that all the building and interior designs were created by Elena herself."The architectural design is very futuristic, but still elegant," Tamara complimented, gazing at the building, which stood majestically with crystal glass walls and a giant crown-shaped chandelier installation in the main lobby.Elena smiles faintly. "I just wanted to create something that symbolizes the awakening of a woman. Not just for me, but for all women wh
Elena was talking to some Italian investors when Damian, in a black suit and silver tie, slowly walked up to her. His breathing was heavy. His eyes can't escape the face of the woman he once ignored-and now stands as a symbol of victory in the shining night."Elena..." Damian's voice rang out clearly despite the music playing softly in the background.Elena turned her head slowly. That piercing gaze was back on her, making Damian feel like he was standing in the middle of a court of law."I know it's not the right time. But if I keep waiting, I might never get the chance."The guests began to glance over. Some of Elena's colleagues stepped aside slowly, making room, aware of the tension that was beginning to build.Damian reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. He knelt in front of Elena. The black velvet box opened in his hand, revealing a diamond ring with a delicate carving in the shape of a miniature crown in the center. Some of the guests immediately gave a small exclamati
It was late at night when the inauguration party ended. The lights of the decorations were extinguished one by one, and the building was quiet, with only the sounds of the staff cleaning up.Meanwhile at home, Elena sat in the living room with a cup of chamomile tea. The dress she had worn to the event still clung to her body, but she had taken off her shoes. Her legs are propped up on the sofa, and she occasionally closes her eyes, trying to shake off the tiredness that sneaks up on her.Her children had already gone to their respective rooms. Alva, the youngest, even kissed Elena on the cheek before going upstairs. "Mommy is really pretty tonight," he said innocently before yawning widely. Elena just smiled as she ruffled her son's hair.Just as she was about to take another sip of her hot tea, one of the waiters came hurriedly."Sorry to interrupt, Mrs. Elena..."Elena opened her eyes. "What's wrong?""There's a guest outside, ma'am."The cup in Elena's hand almost slipped away. "W
The clock read 00:42. Elena had just changed out of her evening gown into champagne-colored satin pajamas. Her hair was loose, her face fresh despite the creeping tiredness. She turned off the living room light and stepped into the room, accompanied only by the sound of water gurgling from the small garden outside the window.Just as she was about to lay down on the soft bed, her cell phone vibrated softly on the nightstand.Holic Calling...Elena frowned. At this hour?She answered immediately. "Holic? What's wrong? You're calling at this time of night."The male voice on the other side sounded panicked. "I apologize for disturbing you at this hour, Mrs. Queen. But... it's urgent. Our branch company in Milan... we have a big problem."Elena sat up straight. "What problem? Explain.""This week, three big clients abruptly withdrew their cooperation. One of them is the Belucci Group. They said they no longer trust our management structure. And... there were rumors of embezzlement from o
At ten o'clock in the morning, Elena was already sitting in front of her laptop. Her hair was neatly tied up, light makeup adorning her face. Even though it was only an online meeting, her appearance still reflected the authority of a big company owner. In front of her, a cup of black coffee steamed slowly.The laptop screen displayed the serious faces of Queen Group's Italian management team. Holic sat in the center, wearing a dark blue suit. Next to him, several division heads were also ready with their notes."Good morning everyone," greeted Elena in a calm but firm voice."Good morning, Mrs. Elena," everyone replied in unison."Mistress Elena," Holic spoke up first, "thank you for taking the time this morning. We are ready to receive instructions."Elena gave a brief nod. "I have studied all the documents you sent last night. And, to be honest, I'm not satisfied. There are many irregularities that are obvious but you seem to have let them pass."Everyone in the room looked down. T
Elena looked into her husband's shaded eyes. The question struck the recesses of her heart subtly, yet deeply. She knew sooner or later Nathan would ask it. And tonight, when everything was quiet and the children were asleep, there was no better time to be honest."I'm not going," Elena replied firmly, her voice soft but sure.Nathan frowned, curious. "Are you sure? I know there are parts of your life left behind in that city. Companies, connections, and maybe old friends."Elena shook her head slowly. "Those things I can take care of from here. I've assembled a team I can trust. It's a different world now, husband. I can lead my company from a computer screen, through video conferencing, through weekly reports sent directly to me. I don't have to be there physically."Nathan held Elena's hand, his eyes looking deep, searching for unspoken honesty. "Then... why did you choose to stay here? I know you could have left at any time."Elena gave a small smile. "Because I already have a rea
A week had passed. The sound of metal doors opening and closing echoed through the hallways of Rikers Island Women's Prison. Damian's steps sounded steady along the gray tiled floor. His hand held a large brown envelope that he had not let go of since the beginning.Isabella sat behind a thick glass partition, wearing an orange prison jumpsuit that made her face look even paler than usual. Her once perfectly coiffed hair now looked messy, her face tired, but her eyes still lit up with emotion when she saw Damian coming."Damian," she said quickly, standing up from the bench and approaching the glass. "Oh God, you're finally here."Damian sat up slowly without returning her smile. His eyes were sharp, his jaw hardened."I didn't come to defend you, Isabella," he said calmly but coldly.Isabella immediately panicked. "Wait, what do you mean? Damian, you know I was set up. I just... I just wanted to warn you about Elena. I didn't know the video would get out.""Don't lie anymore," Damian
Silence filled the room, with only the soft hum of breathing and the quiet ticking of the wall clock. The dim lights created a warm, dimly lit atmosphere, as if enveloping them in a paused embrace of time.Nathan sat on the edge of the bed, his body slightly inclined, one hand gently touching Elena's back. The touch was unhurried, like someone reading poetry directly from the skin of a lover."Elena," Nathan murmured softly."Hm?" she replied softly, her eyes not daring to look directly at him."Thank you... for letting me be your husband tonight. "Elena swallowed, then nodded. "I know, I'm not perfect, I've kept my distance for too long, I've held on to all the hurt for too long. But tonight, I am yours completely. ."Nathan nodded slowly, then leaned closer. His lips gently kissed the back of Elena's neck, making her body tense up instantly. There was a subtle tremor that traveled from the back of her neck to the rest of her body.Elena took a deep breath, then slowly shifted, lyin
Dusk had just fallen when Damian stood in front of Elena's apartment door. He raised his hand, wanting to knock, but then hesitated and lowered it again. It took a few seconds before he braced himself, knocking twice.Soon, the door opened. Elena stood on the threshold in a simple white T-shirt and beige trousers. Her hair was in a simple bun, her face devoid of makeup. But the serenity in her eyes radiated a power that made Damian remember why he loved her in the first place. And why would he betray a woman as beautiful as Elena?"Elena..." his voice was hoarse. "I need a moment. Just five minutes, if you please."Elena nodded slowly. "Come in."Damian stepped in nervously, his eyes sweeping around the room."Would you like something to drink?" asked Elena politely, her voice flat but not cold."No need. I just want to talk."They sat down in the living room. Damian rubbed his sweaty palms together. Elena waited without interrupting."I canceled the custody hearing," Damian said fina
Chapter 89 - Damian Cancels the TrialThe next day.Mr. Charles Lancaster's study was filled with the smell of cigars and old wood. The light from the desk lamp created long shadows on the wall. Damian stood with his back to his parents who sat opposite each other on the sofa, his eyes staring out the large window at the darkening garden. His suit hung loosely on his shoulders, his tie was loose, and his hair was slightly messy."I'm not going to continue the trial for Alva's custody," he said suddenly, his voice calm but firm.Margareth, who had been sipping tea, put down the cup with a loud noise. "What do you mean, Damian?" she asked, her voice rising an octave.Charles gave his son a sharp look. "Are you kidding me? After everything we've prepared-the lawyers, the evidence, the strategy-you suddenly pull out?"Damian slowly turned to face them. His face didn't show the slightest hesitation. "I'm not joking, Dad. I've given it a lot of thought and I realize that Alva is safer with
Chapter 88 - Damian's rageThe sound of a car door closing loudly boomed in the hotel's basement parking lot. Damian pushed Isabella into the back seat of their black SUV. His face was red, his eyes blazing wildly."Shut up! Don't open your mouth one word!" he hissed, breath catching.Isabella staggered into the car, her feet dragging on the floor. As soon as the door closed, Damian entered from the other side, sitting next to her, immediately closing the glass partition between them and the driver."I ask you again, ISABELLA-IS THIS TRUE?!"Isabella twisted her body, her face still wet with tears. "Damian... I can explain...""EXPLAIN?!" Damian shouted so loudly that the window shook. "The whole world saw that video! That's your face! Your body! In a hotel bed with a fucking stranger! You... You've ruined my reputation!"Isabella grabbed Damian's arm. "Please, listen to me first. I'm doing this for you... for our company. We need investors, Damian! You know that! They won't give me m
It's been one month since the video scandal took the world by storm. Elena chose to remain silent without clarifying, she worked quietly to organize legal measures, rebuild her image, and most importantly-prepare her final weapon. The day after tomorrow, the custody battle would begin. But today was the day when Elena, the famous designer with a business empire, would no longer remain silent.That morning, the ballroom at one of Manhattan's five-star hotels was packed. Rows of cameras, microphones and journalists from various countries filled the room. Whispers and speculation filled the air.At 10 o'clock, Nathan entered first, standing next to the podium. Shortly after, Elena emerges from behind the curtain. Dressed in an ivory white suit, hair in a neat bun, her face was calm but her eyes were sharp. The whole room immediately fell silent."Thank you for coming to this press conference," Elena said, her voice clear and steady. "Today, I stand not as a designer, not as an entreprene
In the afternoon, Elena, Nathan and the children returned to the apartment. The children had already gone up to their rooms.Nathan closed the door and took off his tie as he took a deep breath."Wife, would you like some hot tea?" he asked as he headed for the kitchen."Sure," Elena replied from the living room. She slipped off her shoes and sat on the sofa. "I think my neck is a little sore..."Before Nathan could make it to the kitchen, the television automatically turned on-a smart feature that instantly brought up the breaking news from the local channel.Breaking news! A shocking scandalous video has been widely circulated for the past hour. It is strongly suspected that the woman in the video is Elena - the famous designer, Queen Elisabeth.^Nathan immediately stopped walking. Elena looked quickly at the screen.The two-minute video showed a naked woman riding the body of a middle-aged man identified as William Hargrave, 55, Elena's former business partner at the German branch.
A modern room on the third floor of a law firm in Midtown Manhattan. The room contained wooden shelves of law books, thick carpeting, and wide windows overlooking the busy city.Damian Lancaster sat at the end of a long glass-topped desk, his suit perfect without a single wrinkle. Beside him, Isabella looked elegant, but the look in her eyes was sharp. Across from them, Jared Matthews-a lawyer specializing in custody and family cases-is staring intently at the file Damian has just handed him."All the documents are there," Damian said, his tone firm. "DNA test results, records of the Elena scandal."Jared flips through the pages, his brow furrowing occasionally. He doesn't speak right away."Add to that the news that just went viral last week," Isabella interrupted, handing over a cell phone with a link to Elena's scandalous past. "That woman has a bad track record. Not fit to be a mother."Damian gave her a quick glance. "That's what I used as evidence of moral judgment. I don't mean