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Rex’s face fell, but he ignored Yukon’s jab and continued, “We’ve made some budgetary adjustments. It’s also wise to explore alternatives, so if we’re caught in a dilemma, we can quickly activate Plan B. And we should watch out for saboteurs—”“Who’s a greater saboteur than you?” Yukon cut in with a sneer. “Going behind people’s backs to castigate them. You’re the chief beneficiary of chaos.”Around the table, board members exchanged uneasy glances. No one dared whisper; the manager and the deputy were openly at each other’s throats.Rex turned to Yukon, weary of the constant sniping. “If you’re not here to help us move this project forward, you can leave.”Yukon reclined, wearing an easy, mocking confidence. “After hearing your presentation, I’m unimpressed. I’m saving this company from a loss. We will not accept this business plan as a working tool. It needs a redo—a thorough cross-examination—and a full market analysis before you bring another plan.”Rex’s patience snapped. “You ma

After Edna fed him, Yukon lay back on the bed, scowling. “If that motherfucker Rex hadn’t taken me by surprise, he wouldn’t have won. I’m going to make him regret what he did to me. He sent me to a hospital—I’ll send his sorry ass to a morgue.”He tried to clench his jaw, but pain lanced through it. “Argh!”Edna patted his chest gently. “Sorry,” she murmured.Her softness only fueled his anger. “Do you think Rex would’ve won if I’d been ready for the fight?”Edna saw the hope in his eyes. She knew the truth would wound his pride—and probably make him resent her—so she soothed him instead. “You’re stronger than him. You’re the better man. He’s got nothing on you. If there hadn’t been any foul play, he wouldn’t stand a chance trading blows.”Yukon nodded. “You’re right. If I hadn’t gotten drunk the night before I went to the company, he wouldn’t have even landed a punch. That bastard took advantage of my state. This isn’t over. I’m going to make him regret messing with me.”“Yes, yes,” E

"Really?” Allison goaded.Yukon, tense and restless, rushed his words. “If you didn’t love me, you wouldn’t have done everything you’ve done—buying me a house, backing my startups, making me a manager in your branch. All of that proves you love me. You can’t lie and say you don’t.”Allison only shook her head, pity flattening her tone. “You’re so foolish, Yukon. I don’t even know what I saw in you to begin with.”Irritation tightened her jaw. The door creaked; her secretary stepped in with the security team. Allison cut the conversation short. “Throw him out. He’s not allowed in here again.”Before Yukon could process the betrayal, security had him by the arms and was already hauling him from her office.“Allison, I won’t give up on you!” he shouted, voice echoing down the hallway. “I still love you—I’ll keep showing up until you forgive me!”Allison pressed her fingers to the bridge of her nose. The thought that she’d ever fallen for him made her stomach turn.“Are you alright, ma’am

Upset and irritable, Yukon snapped, “Stop questioning me. I told you already—don’t disturb me. I want to sleep.” He switched off the bedroom light and lay down. In the darkness, Edna smiled to herself, an eerie glint in her eyes.At dawn, Edna woke to find Yukon gone. Panic surged through her. She checked the bathroom—empty. She rushed to the balcony, anxiety creasing her face, then hurried through the bedroom, still in her nightgown, and searched his study and the library. Her heart pounded; her face went pale.“Where did Yukon go? I’ve checked all the rooms and can’t find him. Please—where is he?” she asked the housekeeper, breathless and frantic, terrified that he might have changed his mind about the marriage they’d discussed the night before.“He stepped out,” the housekeeper replied.Still restless, Edna pressed on. “Where did he go? What was he wearing?”Before the housekeeper could answer, a voice called out behind her. “Edna.”She froze, then turned. Yukon stood there. Relief

Allison turned, surprise creasing her face. Yet her voice was steady. “Congratulations,” she said.She headed back toward her office. Yukon called after her, voice carrying down the corridor: “I’ll leave the wedding invitation with your security. If you change your mind and want to come, the church address is on it.”He did as promised. Once Allison was out of sight, he reluctantly turned and walked to his car. A taxi idled by the curb. Had Yukon looked inside, he would have recognized the woman in the back seat: Edna.“Ma’am, should I still wait?” the driver asked. He had tailed Yukon all the way here.“Drive,” Edna whispered, eyes brimming with tears.Without hesitation, the driver pressed the accelerator and merged into traffic.Unaware that Edna knew he had gone to see Allison, Yukon sat silently on his couch, lost in thought.He buried his face in his hands. When he finally looked up, confusion creased his features. “Does Allison really not care that I’m getting married tomorrow?