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“Miss Nasrin,” Anastasia countered, maintaining her composure, “The Moonlight Pavilion is the essence of the palace and crucial to the entire hotel project. If you take it away from us, aren’t you selling us empty utensils with no soup?”Nasrin’s eyes narrowed as she took in the young woman’s boldness. “You…”How dare she use such lowly language? Even the man beside Nasrin looked taken aback by Anastasia’s assertive tone, though perhaps not entirely surprised. He knew that Anastasia Spencer was a force of nature. Her tongue was poisonous. Paul shot a warning glance at Anastasia, hoping to control her behaviour, but she pressed on. “There can be no cooperation if the Moonlight Pavilion is not included.”Narsin asked, “DId uou invite us to insult us?” Anastasia answered, “Princess Nasrin, we are loyal from our side. We are straightforward too. When you agreed to sell the palace, the pavilion was a part of it. In business sentiments have no value. Everything can be bought and sold.”

Paul had already left, and the evening had grown late. Anastasia texted Damien her location, hoping he would arrive soon so they could leave for home together. She fidgeted with her phone while glancing around the hotel lobby and her mind racing with thoughts of the day’s events.Just as she settled into her anxious wait, her phone rang. The caller ID displayed her father's name, and a knot tightened in her stomach. She took a deep breath while steeling herself before answering.“Come home now,” he commanded, his tone laced with anger and cold authority. The message was clear that there was no room for negotiation. Anastasia's heart sank as she realized she would have to call off her plans with Damien. She quickly sent him another message, explaining that her father had summoned her home and that he shouldn’t come here to pick her up.Moments later, a sleek black car pulled up in front of the hotel. The door swung open, revealing her father’s assistant, who stood waiting there for he

As they were leaving, Damien’s arm protectively around Anastasia’s shoulders as they looked undeniably close and they were lost in their own world. Regina’s eyes reddened while her clenched fists trembled with the urge to lash out. Her nails dug into her palms and she fought the urge to contain the simmering jealousy at the sight of Anastasia. This woman was taking away the man she had always envisioned beside her.Claire leaned toward Harold as her voice was a sharp whisper. “Hubby, you have to do something. That girl’s behavior is insufferably spoiled. She needs to be disciplined.”Harold’s gaze lingered on the door where his daughter had stormed out in defiance. Claire’s words had a little impact but he stayed silent. How could he explain that punishment didn’t work with Anastasia? She was stubborn beyond reason and was devoid of the fear he expected her to have. Despite his attempts to control her in, she remained resolute and her spirit was unbroken. This girl was defiant for no

The next morning, Anastasia woke with a sharp cramp twisting through her stomach. Her discomfort must have stirred Damien as he blinked awake beside her, immediately noticing her pained expression.“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. He started to sit up, saying, “Do you need something? I will get you water—”But she reached out, she grabbed his hand to stop him. “Don’t move,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. For some reasons, she did not want hin to get out of the bed. It was not because she was suddenly clingy of him. It had an entirely different reason. Damien’s brow furrowed, but he stayed still while lying close to her. They had fallen asleep in a spooning position with her body curled up against him and her back pressed into his chest. Her voice was soft and tinged with regret as she said, “Husband, I’m… I’m so sorry.”“What happened?” he asked, his voice gentle, though a flicker of worry crept into his gaze. Just then, he felt someth

Anastasia was working on her strategy when Damien walked in. The moment she saw him, she abandoned everything and ran to hug him. It was like a child greeting a parent after a long day. Seeing her so happy, he wrapped his arms around her. “Happy to see me?” he asked.She nodded with a smile.He kissed her forehead and they settled onto the couch. His gaze fell on the scattered papers, filled with words like break marriage, kill two birds with one stone, and various mind maps. He quickly understood that his beautiful and scheming wife was plotting to take down an empire. “I think the girl’s mother might be the easiest to manipulate,” Damien observed, piecing together what he could from her notes. He had no idea who they were talking about at this time but from the knowledge and the background that he could understand. “But isn’t she divorced?” she asked.“All the better,” he replied with a smile.“Will you help me craft a more detailed plan?” she asked.Though he didn’t know all the