LOGINMia remained seated beside the bed long after discovering the envelope. The room was silent, yet her thoughts refused to settle. The elegant handwriting on the envelope was unmistakable. Chairman Lu. Even after his death, the old man's presence still seemed capable of influencing the lives of those he left behind. Her fingers tightened around the envelope as curiosity tempted her. The chairman had always treated her with kindness. Even when others doubted her, he had believed in her. If he had written something important, perhaps it contained answers. Perhaps it explained why he had arranged the marriage. Perhaps it revealed secrets that could help her understand everything. For several moments, temptation battled conscience. Then conscience won. Mia carefully returned the envelope to its place inside the drawer. Whatever was written inside belonged to Jason. Not her. She would not cross that line, even now. Even after everything that had happened between them. Yet as
The argument lasted nearly an hour, and with every passing minute, the distance between Jason and Mia seemed to grow wider. What had started as a confrontation about Jamiah quickly became something much deeper, as months of pain, disappointment, suspicion, and betrayal finally exploded into the open. Jason stood near the center of the study with his jaw clenched, while Mia remained by the doorway. Neither seemed willing to back down. "I saw you slap her," Jason said, his voice sharp with frustration. "How was I supposed to react?" Mia stared at him before letting out a bitter laugh. "React?" she repeated. "You mean judge me?" Jason's eyes narrowed. "That isn't fair." "No?" Mia challenged. "Then tell me exactly when you stopped assuming the worst about me." The question hung heavily between them. For a moment, Jason said nothing. The silence was answer enough. Mia shook her head slowly. "Every single time something happened, you doubted me. When the company documents disapp
Jamiah arrived at Lu Mansion the following afternoon. Unlike her previous visits, she made no effort to hide her presence or invent excuses for being there. She walked through the front entrance confidently, carrying a basket filled with homemade soup, medicine, and several health supplements. To anyone watching, she looked like a concerned friend offering support during a difficult time. The servants welcomed her warmly. Several smiled as she passed. Others thanked her for caring about Jason during such a stressful period. Jamiah accepted every compliment with graceful humility, though inwardly she enjoyed every second of it. For the first time in weeks, she felt as though she was reclaiming a place she believed belonged to her. From the staircase above, Mia watched everything unfold. She stood silently behind the railing, gripping it so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The sight before her made something twist painfully inside her chest. Jamiah moved through the ma
The scandal exploded far beyond anything Mia had imagined. What had begun as a shocking incident inside a hotel suite quickly transformed into a national spectacle. By the following morning, every major news outlet, business website, and entertainment platform was carrying some version of the same story. Photographs of Mia standing inside the hotel suite with an unfamiliar man flooded social media feeds, while television commentators discussed the incident as though they had personally witnessed every detail. The public had already reached its verdict. And according to that verdict, Mia Laurent Lu was guilty. People who had never met her suddenly became experts on her character. Strangers analyzed her facial expressions in photographs. Influencers created videos discussing her supposed motives. Anonymous users filled comment sections with accusations, insults, and cruel jokes. Some claimed she had married Jason for money. Others insisted she had been having affairs for months.
The moment Jason entered the hotel suite, cameras exploded from every direction. The flashes were blinding. The bright lights illuminated every corner of the room while reporters shouted questions over one another, desperate to capture every detail of the scandal unfolding before them. For several seconds, nobody moved and nobody spoke. The entire room seemed frozen in time. Mia stood beside the stranger, her face pale and her body unsteady from whatever had been placed in the water she had consumed earlier. The unknown man looked equally confused. His eyes struggled to focus while his movements lacked coordination. Yet none of that mattered. Because appearances told a different story. And appearances were exactly what the cameras captured. "Jason..." Mia's voice trembled as she looked at him. Relief and fear collided inside her chest. Relief because he was finally there. Fear because she could already see what the situation looked like. Jason stared at her. Then at the s
The following evening, the celebration continued long after the official business announcements had ended. Guests filled the grand ballroom. Some remained seated at elegantly decorated tables while others moved through the crowd exchanging greetings, discussing investments, and celebrating Lu Group's recent success. Soft music drifted through the air. Crystal chandeliers cast golden light across the room. Laughter and conversation blended together, creating an atmosphere of warmth and success. For the first time in weeks, Mia felt genuinely happy. Her happiness had little to do with the celebration itself. It wasn't because Lu Group had overcome another crisis. And it certainly wasn't because powerful investors had begun treating her differently. What made her happy was Jason. Something between them had changed. The distance that once felt impossible to cross was slowly disappearing. Day by day, conversation by conversation, they had begun finding their way t
Three days later, the entire Lu family gathered in the main conference hall of Lu Group.The summons had arrived unexpectedly. No explanations. No details.Only a brief message from Chairman Lu's personal lawyer requesting the attendance of all major family shareholders, board members, and direct r
Jason arrived at the restaurant ten minutes late. The evening traffic had been worse than expected, and by the time his driver pulled up in front of the elegant establishment, the sun had already begun disappearing behind the city skyline. Golden light reflected against the glass exterior of the
The atmosphere inside Lu Group Headquarters was tense.Even before the meeting began, the tension could be felt throughout the entire building.Employees spoke in lowered voices.Assistants moved quickly through the hallways.Security personnel stood at every major entrance.Everyone knew today was
The next morning, Mia was invited to lunch with the Lu family.Invited wasn't exactly the right word.Summoned was more accurate.The message arrived shortly after breakfast through Mrs. Lin, the mansion's longtime housekeeper.Mrs. Lin stood at the doorway of Mia's room with her usual professional







