LOGINZogo sat comfortably in the back seat, his eyes locked intently on the live stream feed coming straight from the conference room. He had a perfect, crystal clear view of Amara sitting tall and proud in the massive CEO’s chair, the very seat that represented absolute authority and control over the empire. He watched every movement she made, every word she spoke with unshakable command, the way she dismantled her enemies one by one with a precision and sharp intelligence that rivaled even his own.The woman sitting in the CEO’s chair was strikingly beautiful, yet there was a cold, sharp edge to her beauty that made everyone in the room hold their breath. She had long, glossy black hair that fell straight and smooth past her shoulders, framing a face that was pale, flawless, and incredibly serene. Her features were a delicate soft jawline, fair skin, and lips painted in a deep, rich shade of red that stood out vividly against her pale complexion, giving her a look of quiet, dangerous ele
"I know you both hold 5% shares of the company each. Since you are no longer part of us, you have no right to keep them. You will sign the transfer of those shares right now. Sell them to anyone sitting in this room who is willing to buy them. Once the papers are signed and the payment is settled, you will leave this building and never set foot here again. Do you understand?"Morrie and Campos exchanged a desperate look. They wanted to protest. They wanted to refuse. Those shares were their pension, their security, their wealth. Giving them up hurt more than anything. Morrie opened his mouth, trying to find some last bit of resistance."But... but those shares are legally ours! We earned them through years of service! You cannot force us to sell them unless we agree..."He hadn't even finished speaking when the lawyer stepped forward again, adjusting his glasses and speaking in a grave, serious tone that sent chills through their bones."Director Morrie, Director Campos... let me remi
At the far end of the table, the three directors who respected Don Victor exchanged another look, barely able to contain their amusement and admiration.Look at them, Director Hale thought, suppressing a smirk. Morrie and Campos thought they were smart because they fooled the old man. But Don Victor never fools easily. He let them steal, he let them build their wealth, he let them feel safe... just so that one day, his granddaughter could come in, pull out the evidence, and crush them completely.They glanced at Amara, sitting there with such terrifying composure.Don Victor didn't just leave her the company. He left her every single secret, every single crime, every piece of evidence... all stored away, waiting for the day she would take her place as the true ruler of Musk Company.Cornered and exposed, Director Campos and Director Morrie’s fear quickly morphed into desperate, fiery anger. They slammed their hands on the table, standing up abruptly as they tried to turn the situation
At Amara’s command, Cristy stepped forward slightly, tablet in hand, her voice clear, steady, and professional as she began the report. She went through the documents one by one, reading out figures, dates, and details with absolute precision. Every single board member listened carefully, their eyes glued to her, their breaths held tight in their chests.But as the report went on, confusion began to ripple through the room. Most of the directors exchanged puzzled looks, whispering to one another."Wait... is she reading the data correctly?" Director Shaun muttered under his breath, leaning toward the man beside him. "Why is she going back this far? In a normal meeting, we only discuss the current status and the annual amount from the last fiscal year. We never go back further than that unless there is an audit.""That’s what I was thinking," the other director replied, frowning deeply. "She’s reading the annual income records from five years ago. Why bring up numbers that old? Those a
The atmosphere that remained was thick with suffocating tension. Every person seated around the long table was frozen in their place, their faces pale and eyes wide with disbelief. They could hardly process what they had just witnessed. Just moments ago, they had been mocking Amara, calling her foolish, unstable, and unfit to lead. They had believed she was nothing more than a doll they could control.But in the span of a few minutes, that same "doll" had stripped two high-ranking officials of their positions, exposed their crimes, and thrown them out without a second thought. The realization hit them hard that everything they thought they knew was wrong.And now, fear began to creep into their hearts: sharp, cold, and undeniable. They sat in terrified silence, exchanging nervous glances, all thinking the same thing. Who is next? Who among them would be the one she called out and fired next?Edgar and Damian were sweating profusely now, cold perspiration trickling down their backs and
"And effective immediately, you are both terminated from your positions. You are no longer employees or representatives of Musk Company. Pack your things and leave the premises within the hour."The room went dead silent. For a second, Danilo and Drake could only stare at her, stunned by what they had just heard. Then, shock instantly turned into burning rage. Red faced and trembling with fury, Danilo slammed both hands onto the table and shouted at the top of his voice."FIRED?!" he roared, veins popping out on his neck. "You dare fire us? Do you even know who we are? I am the Branch Manager! My sister is the wife of Damian Musk! We are family! You cannot just fire us like some ordinary office workers! You have no right, no authority to do such a thing!""You are making a huge mistake!" Drake yelled, stepping forward aggressively as if he wanted to intimidate her. "Do you think you hold all the power here? We have worked in this company for decades! We have connections and influence!
The temple lab was unlike any sterile hospital. Smooth stone walls, etched faintly with ancient runes, glowed with a muted warmth from hidden channels of light. Incense burned in the corner, its earthy smoke winding through the air, masking the sharper scent of alcohol and herbs from the worktables
The room exhaled all at once. Alta grinned at Delta, Jerald muttered something about miracles, and Brook's shoulders sagged with relief. But Amara didn't hear any of them. Her eyes were on Zogo, on the way his strong shoulders trembled as he bowed his head close to his mother's hand.She had never
The group gathered around the main table as Dr. Rafael began grinding a piece of the herb, mixing it with clear liquid from a vial. The scent that rose from the mixture was sharp and strange, making everyone wrinkle their noses. Amara leaned forward, watching closely, her eyes filled with concern n
The temple halls felt larger in the silence. Amara sat by the long table, her fingers tapping nervously against the wood as the minutes stretched into what felt like hours and hours turn into a day and night. A lamp burned low beside her, but the pale gray of early morning was already seeping throu







