บททั้งหมดของ Revenge in the House of Wealth: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Anna sat alone in the office for several minutes after David Orlov left.Her fingers were still resting on the open folder, but her mind was far away.This wasn’t supposed to happen.She had imagined many things before coming here—anger, cold conversations, maybe even humiliation.But she had not expected him.David Orlov was nothing like the arrogant monster she had imagined for years.That made everything far more dangerous.Anna closed the folder slowly and forced herself to focus. She had a mission. Emotions were not part of the plan.She gathered the documents and walked out into the corridor.Employees were moving around quickly, talking quietly, carrying tablets and papers. Everything felt organized and controlled.A young woman approached her with a friendly smile.“You must be the new assistant,” she said.Anna nodded politely.“Yes, I’m Anna.”“I’m Clara,” the woman replied. “I work in the finance department. If you need anything, feel free to ask.”Anna appreciated the kind

Anna sat motionless at her desk for a long time.The document still remained open on her screen. She read the names over and over again, as if hoping the letters would somehow change.But they didn’t.László Kovács.Her father’s name.Her hands began to tremble over the mouse.“This… can’t be real…” she whispered.All her life, she had believed her father to be an honest man. A businessman who built his company with hard work, only to have everything destroyed by bigger corporations.And now…It seemed her father might have been part of the deal.Anna quickly closed the document.Her chest tightened. She couldn’t decide what she felt.Anger.Fear.Or maybe just confusion.The office was silent. The hallway outside no longer echoed any sounds. Most of the employees had long since gone home.Anna took a deep breath.“Calm down…” she whispered to herself.If this information was true, she would need to discover even more.It was no longer just about the Orlov family.It was about her fat

After leaving the office, Anna stepped into the bustling city streets. The cold morning air hit her face, but her heart was racing. She knew she had uncovered something significant about her father’s past—and that this secret was likely connected to David Orlov and his family.Every step she took was filled with thoughts of how to gather more information. The document she found last night had changed everything. Anna realized that not only could the past be dangerous, but the present could be equally treacherous.She thought of the black car she had seen the night before. She had not seen the driver’s face, yet the sensation of being watched lingered on her skin. Someone always knew where she was.On the bus, she opened her notebook and carefully wrote down every detail: names, dates, financial transfers, and signatures. Every tiny detail mattered, as Anna knew that the next step depended on precise knowledge of what had happened in the past.That afternoon, Anna returned to the compa

The city lights flickered softly as Anna walked along the quiet streets, the cool evening air brushing against her face. The chaos of the past months felt like a distant memory, yet the weight of everything she had endured still lingered in her chest. She had faced betrayal, uncovered secrets, and navigated a world filled with wealth and power that few could ever imagine. And through it all, she had remained true to herself, her heart guiding her even when reason demanded caution.David Orlov had been a puzzle she never fully understood. His stoic demeanor and calculated actions had often left her unsure of where they stood, yet one undeniable truth had emerged: they belonged to each other in a way that neither could deny. The obstacles, the lies, the hidden threats—all of it had shaped them, but it had also forged a bond that was unbreakable.Anna paused near the riverbank, watching the gentle ripples of water reflecting the golden glow of the streetlamps. Memories of their confronta

Anna’s fingers lingered over the edge of the faded photograph, her mind spinning with questions she wasn’t sure she wanted answered. The dim lamplight painted long shadows across the room, stretching like fingers reaching out from the darkness. The air smelled faintly of polished wood and old paper, a scent that seemed to carry the weight of generations of secrets.“You must understand, Anna,” the man said softly, his voice almost a whisper. “What you’ve discovered tonight is only a fraction of the truth. The rest… is hidden, buried by those who fear its power.”Anna swallowed hard, the words settling like stones in her stomach. “Why… why did my father never tell me?” she asked, her voice trembling.The man’s eyes flickered with a strange mix of sorrow and resolve. “Because some truths are dangerous. And some alliances… must remain secret until the right moment. You are not just his daughter, Anna. You are a key to what comes next.”Her pulse quickened. A key? To what? She glanced at