From Trash to Titan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 241 - チャプター 250

Maxwell's expression did not change. But he was thinking about Kieran's words. This was really important to sterling industries, he knew that. And he was soon going to be the head of sterling industries, it was his job to do anything to make sure it grows.Kieran left, shutting the heavy glass door behind him.Maxwell sat back, the silence of the top floor settling back over the room. Hazel stood on the other side of his desk across from him, her pen hovering over her notepad. She had heard most of it…She kept her face completely professional. She was very good at that."Is there something wrong with the contract?" she asked.Maxwell leaned back in his chair, looking at the closed folder for a moment. Then he picked it up, found Clause 14.2, and slid it across the desk toward her without a word.Hazel leaned forward slightly and read it.Her eyes moved across the line once. Then again.When Hazel confirmed what was there, she felt something happen in her chest that she immediately r

That was when the second part of their strategy had taken shape. It was a dangerous game, but it was the only way to win their freedom back.It was actually Driana who had come up with this exact plan. Maxwell remembered her exact words: “We give them exactly what they want until the ink on the final merger is dry,” Driana had whispered, her green eyes flashing with a calculating light. “And then, we make them regret it.”The plan they had engineered was not going to be a swift explosion; it was a slow, deliberate demolition of their public image. Once the contracts were legally locked in and completely irreversible, they would begin to subtly convince both families that they were entirely toxic for one another. They would make it look like a natural disaster. They would ensure that both families came to realize that forcing them together had been a catastrophic mistake, so that eventually, it would be the families themselves who would beg for the marriage to end. That was the only

However Maxwell didn't say anything in response. With that Isobelle had just shown him exactly what kind of person she was. Someone who wasn't worthy of a response. Maxwell turned towards Julian. "I'm securing my father's legacy," Maxwell said, sounding just as cold and final as Victoria had earlier. "And as long as I'm standing, that legacy stays exactly where Marcus Sterling intended it to be. With me."Isobelle laughed mockingly, keeping her hand over her stomach. "Enjoy your hollow victory while it lasts, Maxwell. A marriage built on a contract is a fragile thing. Let's see how long your perfect arrangement lasts before it falls apart under its own lies."Julian looked over at Isobelle, wanting to end the argument. "Come on. Let's go. Maxwell has work to do."Isobelle didn't say another word. She turned around and marched out of the room, and Julian followed her.The moment they were gone, Maxwell closed the folder and rubbed his eyes. He felt completely drained. There was no t

Maxwell pointed vaguely toward one of the leather armchairs facing his desk. "Sit down. We need to talk."Hazel walked over, smoothing her skirt as she sat down, placing the folder neatly on her lap. “What's up?” she asked, her tone surprisingly casual and comfortable.Not long ago, Hazel had really hated Maxwell. Or rather, she had fiercely pretended to.But lately, that defensive attitude had completely changed. After everything they had been through, including the day put himself between her family and danger, she had grown to genuinely like him as a person.Because of that, she was very comfortable around him now.Maxwell leaned his elbows on the desk, lacing his fingers together as he found the right words to say. He didn't want to sugarcoat it. With Hazel, he preferred to just lay the cards flat on the table."The contract with Vertex and the Garcia family is signed," Maxwell began. "Driana just called to confirm it. From a business standpoint, the AI integration is locked in,

Hazel froze. She turned slowly toward a cluster of luxury SUVs on the left side of the floor. Walking toward them were two girls dressed in flashy, logo-heavy outfits, flanked by a young guy wearing an oversized designer watch and a smug expression.It was Chloe and Tanya, two girls Hazel had the misfortune of knowing during her college days, along with Tanya’s boyfriend, Romeo. Back in school, they had made a sport out of dropping passive-aggressive comments about Hazel’s humble background, her thrifted clothes, and her lack of a family trust fund.Chloe strutted over, eyes narrowed as she looked Hazel up and down. "Wow, it is you. What are you doing here? Did you get a job cleaning the offices or something?"Tanya giggled, leaning heavily against Romeo’s arm. "Oh, stop, Chloe. Maybe she's just taking a shortcut to the bus stop. You know how much she loves public transit."Romeo smirked, adjusting his cuffs while looking at Hazel with a patronizing pity. "Hey, if you're looking for