“So, do you have the file I asked you to prepare?” Adrian asked in a professional tone. He barely even took a glance at her. But he could picture the beauty on her face—even without looking, he already knew perfectly how she looked. Still, he chose to remain professional. “Yes,” Vivienne said, almost hesitant. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable with how distinct and distant he was acting just because he was at work. He only focused on the computer in front of him, as if he was looking at something important. But in truth, he only had a game open that he was clicking through. He had just resumed in the office today and hadn’t yet done the necessary things before they would start giving him details of the company’s business and information about it. Only then would he have serious work to do. Since he had no work yet, he chose to play a game. “Here…” Vivi
At the EpicTech, Vivienne marched in, her heels clicking on the ground like her weight was as light as the sound it made. Her hair was neatly packed behind her, and she wore a red gown that reached her knees, showing seriousness—that she was here for business. In her hand were files of a written proposal to apply for a loan, with details of the investors they had as backup guarantees to prove they could pay it back. Her heart started to beat faster as each step brought her closer to the office the security had directed her to, after she said she wanted to see the manager directly. She was directed to the front desk, where the lady at the seat would confirm if the manager wanted to see her. Only then would her fate be sure—whether she’d go in, or go back to where she had come from. The owners of EpicTech were figures that commanded respect. They chose who they wanted to see. You couldn’t demand to see them. And si
And the truth is he’s really nervous about such a thing that had happened. He didn’t know how to deny responsibility, because where he’s from, such things are considered a crime and he’d be punished severely for impregnating a lady before marriage. So Steve was truly nervous about what Smith might do about it, although a side of him felt calm because Adrian had assured him that everything would be fine as long as he admitted and apologized. For a moment, Mr. Smith was silent and didn’t say a word. He was wondering how, even with the fame and wealth Steve had pulled in Vereluxe City, he was still this humble and soft-edged. He was very pleased with his gesture of an honest apology. In truth, it was wrong for his daughter to be pregnant even before he knew who she was dating, but everything had happened so fast, and Smith wasn’t angry. “Sir, please name anything you want me to do to redeem myself, and I promise…” Steve continued, unsure wh
Jacob’s haze fell to the ground as shame washed over his features like he’s now in a state of shock. His body was moving as if unwilling to take the humiliation, but he had no string to pull right now. If he did anything funny, he wouldn’t be spared, and even his family wouldn’t be able to save him before he got seriously hurt. Even if he’d be able to fight back later, Jacob was more afraid of getting his handsome face ruined—because he cared for his skin very much. He walked out of the room without another word. Seralyth’s word was clear, and she looked at him piercingly with her fierce cat-like eyes. The sharp gaze was threatening in the most beautiful way Jacob had ever seen, and he was sure that Steve was now in control. Sebastian’s men, the same ones he’d paid for the job, were all kneeling in Steve’s service. It was only wise to admit defeat now—even if revenge had to wait for later. With that, his steps clicked away
“Hey, beat them all until they bleed out and beg on their knees,” Jacob said once his men came into the room.His face brightened with hope, as if he was now a king, speaking with confidence and authority.A fat man, who seemed to be the gang leader, took the lead. His sneering, deadly gaze burned with pride as he carried himself with confidence, like he was stepping on glory—even though he was just stepping on the ground.Without looking around, he sighted the figure he thought he’d start with. Steve stood there, not even turning back, as if he already recognized who was approaching. He acted carefree, like whoever was coming was no threat to him.And because of such a reaction, Sam, the fat potbelly guy leading the crew, walked forward.He hated being in a place where someone acted like they were the hero who feared nothing, and he wouldn’t let that small gesture slide.Seralyth deliberately stepped aside to let the m
Jacob stood frozen in his spot. He couldn’t believe that Steve was now Clara’s husband, and also that she was cured.Just then, he laughed sarcastically, as though he’d gone mad.“Oh, you think you’re wise? It makes sense that you’d make up a fake report and claim you’re pregnant, just to try and save your family’s name from humiliation, huh?” he said. He couldn’t take the disbelief of what he was hearing and seeing in the papers.It all didn’t sit well with him. How could she be pregnant? he asked himself.Not even in another lifetime did he ever think Clara would find a cure to her strange illness that couldn’t be diagnosed.Back then, when he traveled to deepen his knowledge of medicine, he met an old man considered a miracle doctor. He told him about Clara’s situation, describing everything in detail.The man had made him believe there was no possible way she could be cured. That it was no longer a medical issue—tha