บททั้งหมดของ The Perfect Enemy: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Dynasty POVAttraction Equals DistractionBefore the polished elevator doors slide open, a rush of anticipation washes over me. I take a deep breath and at the last moment I check my reflection in the compact mirror I slid out of my clutch—knowing every detail matters tonight.“Welcome, welcome, Boss! Oh my goodness! You are drop-dead gorgeous!” The cheerful voice of Skylar beckons me, and I smile as she greets me. She’s my friend and a jewel, so I can't help but admire her as she walks toward me. The girl looked fabulous in the bodice gown, which dipped low and exposed her full cleavage. It’s a fiery red Alexander McQueen dress that accentuates her graceful curves, sparkles against her light caramel complexion, and fits her figure perfectly. It was a good choice for this special occasion.“Skye, you are absolutely stunning!” I reply, feeling the warmth of her bright smile.Crossing the threshold into the building feels like stepping into a glamorous dream. The air is thick with excite

The Mystery ManFrom the outset, Dynasty felt a nagging sense of imbalance with her rival, Mr. Sheppard Choi. He seemed to wield an advantage she didn’t possess—he knew her, and what she looked like, and perhaps even some of her strategies. On the other hand, she was left in the dark about his appearance, which wasn’t fair, she thought. All she had to go on was a faded description from Beverly’s journal, a glimpse into his life from nearly forty years ago.With a determination to level the playing field, before the party, she scoured the internet, hoping to uncover a current photo of Mr. Choi and his family. Yet, her search yielded nothing. The mystery surrounding him intensified her curiosity. She envisioned him as an older man, likely around Beverly’s age, which seemed reasonable, given that the young Asian figure she spotted must belong to his inner circle. Despite the uncertainty, a flicker of relief washed over her; at least now she had a clearer picture in her mind. Still, she kn

A Taste Of DeathVictor took a deep breath, his heart racing as he moved away from the dark entrance of the dimly lit building. The unsettling silence was suddenly interrupted by the buzzing of his electronic watch, sending a rush of adrenaline through him. "Taemon! Where is everyone? Is everyone okay?" His voice shook, sounding fragile against the eerie quiet.Today was far from normal—it was the start of a high-stakes mission to find a valuable artifact rumored to be hidden inside these crumbling walls. Each heartbeat felt like a warning, raising goosebumps on his skin as he sensed danger lurking nearby. Taemon's voice came through his earpiece, a mix of relief and worry in his tone. "Oh my goodness, you scared me! I thought—" He took a breath to steady himself, the tension easing slightly. "I've found everyone except Daeseung.""What?! Where could he be?" Panic swallowed Victor as grim thoughts flooded his mind. "You need to find him—now! I can’t stand the thought of him in danger.

Shock And Fear"What did you just say? Can you repeat that, Daeseung?" I inquired, my voice echoing slightly in the now eerily quiet room, where tension hung like a thick mist."I witnessed who got shot and the identity of the person who pulled the trigger!" Daeseung’s words lingered in the air, a shocking revelation that sliced through the silence like a blade, leaving us all in suspended disbelief."You're lying!" Taemon exclaimed, his voice laced with incredulity, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence that enveloped us. His eyes widened in shock, mirroring the disbelief etched on the faces of the others in the room."What did you say?" I asked again, my mind racing to process Daeseung's unexpected confession, unsure if my ears had betrayed me."Listen up, everyone," I asserted, my tone steely and imperative, breaking the heavy pause that had settled among us. “We all knew from the very beginning that this mission wouldn’t be like any we had undertaken before, but what we are e

I’m Every WomanLike many young girls, Dynasty, the driven CEO of Flawless, once dreamed of magical worlds filled with adventure. She imagined herself as a stunning model walking down Paris runways, enchanting everyone, or as a graceful ballerina dancing effortlessly on grand stages under bright lights. In her future dreams, she pictured herself as a loving wife, surrounded by the joyful laughter of children, creating a warm and happy home. Growing up under the care and support of Beverly and those around her helped Dynasty believe that true happiness and success were within her reach.However, Dynasty grew older, she faced the challenges of a difficult family life that cast a shadow over her dreams. While there was love in her home, it often felt tangled and far from the perfect family life that many of her school friends had or aspired to have. As she entered her teenage years, her dreams transformed into something more profound but also complicated. She found inspiration in her ment