تسجيل الدخولDominic I glanced at my parents again.The guilty pair immediately looked away.Suspicious.Very suspicious."Tell me the truth."My father coughed.My mother suddenly became fascinated by the scenery outside.I narrowed my eyes. "You planned this."Both of them looked innocent.Far too innocent.Which only confirmed my suspicion.My father's beard twitched, a sign he was trying not to smile."You planned this." I said again.This time my mother broke first.She laughed.Actually laughed."There is no point hiding it anymore."I groaned. "I knew it."My father chuckled. "We were curious.""Curious?" I stared at them. "You disappeared for six hours because you were curious?"My mother nodded shamelessly. "We wanted to meet her."I nearly choked. "You what?"My father folded his arms. "I was told that you have been smiling at your phone for days."I immediately sat upright. "I do not smile at my phone."Both of them stared at me.My mother laughed so hard tears nearly formed in her eye
Scarlett Mrs. Clinton walked over and pulled mw into a hug.The unexpected affection caught me completely off guard."My dear." Her voice softened. "Thank you."Something tightened painfully in my chest.Nobody had ever hugged me like that before.I hugged her back a little awkwardly. But sincerely.Mr. Clinton joined us moments later. "You have a beautiful heart."My eyes stung unexpectedly.I quickly blinked, refusing to cry. Because that would be embarrassing.Mrs. Clinton smiled. "You must visit us sometime."I blinked. "What?"She nodded enthusiastically. "Come visit.""We would love that." Mr. Clinton agreed immediately. "Very much."I looked toward Dominic. He looked just as helpless as I felt which somehow made me feel better.I laughed softly. "If I find the time, I will."Mrs. Clinton immediately looked triumphant. "As long as that is not a rejection."I shook my head. "It is not."The woman looked delighted.Eventually, after another twenty minutes of conversation, the fam
Scarlett's POVI stood by the large window, staring at the convoy that continued entering my compound.The expensive black SUVs seemed endless.Each vehicle was accompanied by highly trained guards wearing dark suits and earpieces.The atmosphere instantly changed.Even my guards straightened their backs.The casual mood that had filled the room moments ago disappeared completely.I frowned.Just who exactly was their son?Beside me, Mrs. Clinton smiled knowingly."He is here."I glanced at her.For some reason, she looked far too pleased with herself.Almost as though she was waiting for something entertaining to happen.The sound of car doors opening echoed through the compound.My guards immediately became alert, several moved toward the entrance.Others discreetly positioned themselves around the house.One of them looked outside and suddenly stiffened.The reaction did not escape my notice.My curiosity deepened, then the main vehicle stopped.The rear door opened. And a familiar
Scarlett's POVBy the time I walked out of Silver Crest Biotech, the sun was already beginning to set.Golden light stretched across the city skyline, painting the glass buildings in shades of amber and gold.For the first time in days, I felt genuinely excited.The partnership agreement inside my briefcase felt heavier than paper.It felt like victory.One investor after another was saying yes.The impossible challenge Luna Christine had thrown at me was slowly turning into my greatest triumph.A smile lingered on my lips as I descended the stairs outside the building.My guards immediately surrounded me. "Are we returning to the company, Luna?"I glanced at my watch.Five thirty-two.I released a long breath.Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to go home, soak in a warm bath, and sleep for an entire week.Unfortunately, life was not that kind.I still had one final meeting.One last company.One more opportunity to secure another investor.After that, I could officially call it a
Killian's POVThe moment Tiffany left my office, silence settled heavily around me.I remained seated behind my desk, staring at the documents scattered across its surface without truly seeing any of them.My mind was elsewhere, on Scarlett again.Everything somehow led back to her. Every problem, every setback, and every solution.I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes.Goddess.When exactly did things become this bad?When exactly had I lost control of everything?For years, Scarlett had handled problems before they reached me.Investors stayed because of her.Researchers remained because of her.Projects succeeded because of her.The pack trusted her, the company depended on her. And like a fool, I never noticed.No.That wasn't true.I noticed... I simply never appreciated it.There was a difference.A painful difference.My fingers tightened around the armrest.For the first time in years, I genuinely felt regret.Real regret.Not the temporary kind that disappeared after a
Tiffany's POVThe elevator doors closed. And with them, every shred of confidence I had walked into Silver Crest with.For several seconds, I remained standing exactly where I was.Unable to move.Unable to think.Unable to process what had just happened.The receptionist pretended not to stare.The employees passing through the lobby pretended not to notice.But Tiffany Blackwood knew humiliation when she saw it.And she had just been humiliated publicly by Scarlett.Again.My nails dug into my palms as I replayed the scene inside my head.The respect, the admiration, the way the vice president himself had come downstairs to welcome Scarlett personally.Not a secretary, not an assistant, not some junior executive. But the Vice President.And the board had apparently been waiting for her.Waiting for Scarlett.The same Scarlett everyone used to ignore.The same Scarlett everyone used to overlook.The same Scarlett I had spent years convincing myself was beneath me.How?How did this h
Scarlett’s POVThe sound of my alarm pierced through the room again.And again.And again.I groaned loudly and pulled the pillow over my head.“Ugh…”The sound still came through relentlessly. Like it had personal vendetta against me.Goddess, sometimes I really wanted to grab this alarm clock and
Tiffany's POVRage burned inside me.Pure rage.I sat there, staring at the investors, my nails digging into my palms beneath the table.Goddess.Why were they asking about Scarlett?Why?I forced myself to take a deep breath, to calm down.I told myself this wasn't the time to lose control.Not he
Killian's POVI couldn't sleep the entire night.Every time I closed my eyes, another problem appeared.The dead warriors, the council's warning, the investors pulling away, the failed antidote. And Scarlett.Especially Scarlett.I turned to one side of the bed. Then to the other. Then back again.
Scarlett's POVThe next morning, I woke up before my alarm rang.For a few seconds, I simply lay on the bed staring at the ceiling.Then reality slowly returned.Today was my first day as the CEO of my father's company.Even now, the words felt unreal.A few weeks ago, I was living in Killian's pal







