LOGINThe conference room on the top floor of Crown Aurora reflected everything the company had rapidly become—powerful, ambitious, and impossible to ignore. A long marble table stretched across the room beneath elegant lighting while floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city's financial district. Seated comfortably at the head of the table was Lauren.The transformation in her appearance was remarkable.Prison had not broken her.If anything, it had sharpened her.Her expensive cream-colored suit was perfectly tailored. Her makeup was subtle yet flawless. There was no trace of the emotional and unstable woman people once knew.Across from her sat three senior Ecofel employees.Each of them was among the most valuable talents within the company.One supervised product development. Another managed retail partnerships. The third oversaw several international projects that had contributed significantly to Ecofel's expansion.Lauren folded her hands together and smiled."I appreciate all
Two days later, Tessa and Curtis woke up to a startling news broadcast that immediately captured national attention. The television anchor reported that Lauren had vanished less than twenty-four hours after her release from prison. Journalists had reportedly attempted to locate her at every known address connected to her name. They visited her former residence, contacted distant relatives, and even traveled to the home of her biological father. Yet every effort produced the same result.No one knew where Lauren was.No one knew who she was with.No one knew what she intended to do next.The mystery quickly became a trending topic across multiple media platforms. Some analysts speculated that prison had finally broken her spirit and that she had chosen to disappear quietly from public life. Others believed the exact opposite. They argued that a woman like Lauren would never simply walk away after everything that had happened.The anchor's voice continued across the living room."W
While Victor was being rushed to the hospital, another operation was already unfolding elsewhere.Inspector Daniel Ross stood inside the police command center, staring at the latest intelligence report spread across the conference table. Harrison had spent countless hours helping investigators connect every missing piece of the conspiracy.The evidence was now complete.The final mastermind had been identified, with no stone left unturned. More importantly, authorities had learned that the man was preparing to flee the country before arrest warrants could be executed.Inspector Ross slammed his palm against the table."We move now." He said firmly. "Nobody leaves that airport."Within minutes, police vehicles stormed toward a private airport located on the outskirts of the city.The suspect had already arrived.Many luxury vehicles were parked beside a private jet that sat waiting on the runway.The mastermind stood near the aircraft stairs while speaking urgently with two lawyers.
Chaos erupted throughout the press conference hall the instant Victor Blackwood collapsed. Reporters abandoned their questions. Cameras continued flashing wildly as security personnel rushed forward. Some of the executives hurried toward the stage while medical personnel who had been stationed at the event pushed through the crowd to reach him.Tessa felt her heart tighten as she watched Victor lying motionless on the floor. Only moments earlier, he had been standing before hundreds of people, finally revealing the truth that had remained buried for decades. Now he looked frighteningly fragile.Curtis immediately helped clear the area while paramedics worked on Victor. Within minutes, he was transported to a nearby hospital.The news spread quickly.Every major business network interrupted its regular programming.Social media exploded with speculation.Some feared he had been attacked.Others believed the stress from the inheritance battle had finally overwhelmed him.Inside the h
The arrest of the corrupt board members sent shockwaves through the business world. News channels covered the development relentlessly while newspapers dedicated entire front pages to the scandal that had quietly poisoned the luxury empire for years. Investors who had been uncertain about the company's future suddenly started regaining confidence. It now appeared the inheritance battle was approaching its conclusion.But while the public celebrated the downfall of the corrupt directors, Tessa knew there were still questions that remained unanswered.The biggest question of all was Victor Blackwood.For months he had been presented as an enemy.For months he had fought against her in courtrooms, board meetings, and public opinion.Yet the deeper the investigations went, the more confusing his role became.He had exposed corruption.He had provided authentic historical records.He had helped uncover hidden financial crimes.None of his actions matched the behavior of someone trying t
The aftermath of Pascal's testimony hit the inheritance board like a devastating earthquake. News of his cooperation with investigators spread rapidly through the business community, creating panic among directors who had spent years believing their secrets would remain buried forever. What had once appeared to be a stable board of respected executives suddenly became a battlefield filled with accusations, fear, and desperation.An emergency board meeting was called immediately.The atmosphere inside the conference room was tense from the moment the directors arrived. Some sat with folded arms, refusing to make eye contact with one another. Others whispered among themselves, clearly trying to determine who had spoken to investigators and who might be implicated next.The meeting had barely begun before tempers exploded."This is exactly what I warned all of you about!" one director snapped, slamming his palm against the conference table. "The moment Pascal started talking, everyth
The Ecofel conference room carried an air of deliberate sophistication, but beneath its polished surface lay something far less composed. The long glass table stretched across the center of the room, gleaming under the overhead lights, reflecting not just the figures seated around it but the tensi
The atmosphere in the private lounge was calm, refined, and carried the subtle elegance of a place meant for important conversations. Soft lighting reflected off the polished surfaces, while the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, creating a setting that was both relaxed and
CURTIS’ POV“Look at what that bitch did!” Rosa barked, slapping the sheet of paper against the glass center table so hard that the sound echoed across the sitting room.I had been seating right beside her, buried in deep, sad thoughts. But the sharp crack of paper against glass pulled me back. I
I stared at Curtis like I was looking at a stranger.The man standing before me was not the same man who once held my hands and promised to protect me from the world. His face was calm, almost indifferent, as he bent slightly toward me.“Tessa, you crashed into the coffee table yourself and had a







