Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dangerous Love by a Billion: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“Are they trying to disgrace me even more?” Mr. Creed muttered under his breath, his face twisted with anger.Before he could take a few steps out of the company’s building, a sea of reporters and flashing cameras descended on him like vultures. The barrage of questions hit him from all sides.“Mr. Creed, we just heard your partnership with Hansol Group Corporation has been terminated! How does it feel, considering the fact that you’ve been working with them for over 18 years? Since this company actually started, do you think the ex-chairman’s son is trying to bring you down after all your hard work?”Creed’s eyes darkened with fury as his guards quickly stepped in, blocking the crowd from getting too close. With a firm grip on his arm, they guided him toward his car, clearing the path as best they could. But the questions kept coming, swirling around him like a storm he couldn’t escape.“Mr. Creed, is this the end of your legacy with the company, or should I rather say the fall of yo

"Let’s see how things go tomorrow. I’m pretty sure you’ll land a good-paying job with all those qualifications..." Naomi said as they strolled down the narrow road.Kristen walked quietly beside her, lost in her thoughts, her gaze fixed on the ground."Come on, cheer up. You’ve only been here two days, and I just know tomorrow will turn out great," Naomi added, nudging Kristen lightly with her elbow.Kristen nodded and smiled softly."I’m happy to have you back," Naomi said, wrapping her arms around Kristen from behind in a warm hug as they continued walking.Kristen giggled softly. "I’m happy to be here too," she replied, letting herself lean into the comfort of Naomi’s embrace.As they continued down the road, Kristen's eyes caught sight of a white house at the end of the street. She paused mid-step, a puzzled look crossing her face. "Wait... there wasn’t any house here three years ago," she murmured, tilting her head to the side.Naomi chuckled softly beside her. "Oh, you still rem

Mr Donovan Creed’s residence"Damn it, I want them dead! Every single one of the Andersons... I don’t care what it takes. I will strip everything from them!" Mr. Creed snarled, his voice echoing as he slammed the door behind him. In his hand, he held a crumpled copy of the Daily Graphic, his fingers tightening around the paper as his rage boiled over. "I will end them all!" he bellowed, his eyes wild with fury.He stormed across the room, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he glanced down at the front page....his own face glaring back at him. "Rubbish...nonsense," he growled through clenched teeth."Valtooooorrrrrrr!" Creed roared, his voice filled with venom. "I will make you pay! You’ve put your hands in a tiger’s mouth... you have no idea what you’ve just started." His fists shook with barely controlled anger as he stared into the void....….………………….Meyer Tower Hotel"I’ve already arranged a place for you and your guests, Mr. Erik Meyer," Mr. Valtor said with a broad smile as he

The morning light cast a magical glow over the white filled hall, where everything shimmered like freshly fallen snow. The room was filled with guest, all dressed in shades of white.Their laughter and chatter mingled harmoniously with the gentle piano music playing softly in the background. Bundles of white roses lined the aisle, their delicate petals carefully scattered along the path leading to the altar.Cameramen flashing lights left and right“I knew I made the right choice with you for my only daughter,” Mr. Erik said warmly. His white suit was pristine and his silver hair was neatly brushed back. Holding a glass of champagne, he beamed with pride as he watched Max approach.Max dressed in a perfectly tailored white suit, walked over with a composed expression. A respectful smile played on his lips as he extended his hand meeting Mr. Erik’s approving nod.“You’re a brave young man,” Mr. Erik continued with genuine admiration. “Not just anyone could stand here today, ready to ta

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean they've left?" Mr. Valtor snapped angrily, glaring furiously at Mr. Green, who stood awkwardly in front of him."H...he said he’ll be back, Sir. We just need to calm down and wait for them," Mr. Green stammered as he struggled to find the right words."Rubbish, Green! Can you hear yourself speak? Get me the wedding planner immediately!" Mr. Valtor barked, his frustration evident in every word. "And call that insensible boss of yours. Tell him to return here immediately if he knows what's good for him!"With that, he stormed off.…As he turned the corner, he nearly collided with his wife, who looked equally distraught, her phone clutched tightly in her trembling hands.“Good, you’re here,” Mr. Valtor said sharply. “What did he say? Did you tell him to be back here within the next ten minutes?” he demanded.Mrs. Julia shook her head, her face pale as she nervously rubbed the phone between her fingers. “I couldn’t reach them, Valtor.