All Chapters of Mr Kingston, It's Too Late: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The elevator doors opened on the top floor of Kingston Corporation.The entire executive floor went completely silent.Raphael stepped out. He wore a sharp black suit. He looked incredibly well rested. His dark eyes scanned the room, but the usual freezing glare was entirely missing.Ethan was standing by the reception desk. He held a coffee cup in front of his chest like a shield."Good morning," Raphael said.Ethan blinked. He looked around to see if Raphael was talking to someone else."Good morning, boss," Ethan whispered, taking a cautious step back. "You are smiling. Why are you smiling on a Monday?""It is a beautiful day," Raphael walked toward his office. "Bring me the Halcyon reports."Ethan followed him inside like a very confused puppy."The board is terrified of you right now," Ethan said, dropping a blue folder on the large mahogany desk. "They think your good mood is a trick. Davis actually asked me if you were planning to fire everyone before lunch.""I am not firing a

The restaurant was quiet, romantic, and dimly lit. Soft jazz played from the speakers hidden in the ceiling.Claire sat in a plush velvet booth. A glass of untouched ice water sat in front of her.She looked at her phone. The screen lit up.It was 7:45 PM.Raphael was forty-five minutes late.A polite waiter walked over, offering her a sympathetic smile. "Can I bring you some bread, ma'am? Or would you like to go ahead and order?""No, thank you," Claire said, forcing a tight smile. "I will just wait a little longer."The waiter nodded and walked away.Claire felt a hot, uncomfortable flush creep up her neck. She hated this feeling. For three years, she had eaten dinner alone at the massive dining table in the penthouse while Raphael worked late. Sitting here, staring at the empty chair across from her, felt exactly like stepping back into a nightmare.Suddenly, her phone buzzed on the table.Claire quickly snatched it up, hoping to hear his voice apologizing, saying he was parking th

The silence inside the black Maybach was deafening.On the small television screen, Daniel Hayes was smiling at the flashing cameras. He looked perfectly polished. He looked like a billionaire.He looked like a Kingston."Raphael!" Ethan’s panicked voice screamed through the phone, breaking the silence. "Did you see it?! Tell me you are seeing this!"Raphael did not blink. His dark eyes were fixed on the screen. The glass of the car window was still faintly cracked from his fist."I see it, Ethan," Raphael said. His voice was not angry. It was completely, terrifyingly flat. It was the voice of a man preparing to burn a city to the ground."He is your brother?!" Ethan shrieked. "Daniel Hayes is a Kingston?! Why didn't I know this? I am the Vice President!""Half-brother," Raphael corrected coldly. "Lock down the executive floor. Do not let a single board member leave the building. I am on my way."He hung up the phone without waiting for an answer.Raphael turned to the front seat. "Dr

The war room at Ellis Designs was buzzing with quiet, focused energy."Okay, let's think," Ethan said, pacing back and forth across the carpet. He was holding a cold cup of coffee. "Daniel submitted a fake will. The lawyer who supposedly wrote it is dead. So we can't question him. We are completely stuck.""We are not stuck," Raphael said smoothly. He leaned against the glass table, his arms crossed over his chest. "A forgery of this level takes time. It takes specific legal knowledge. Daniel is an architect. He didn't sit in a basement and type this up himself.""He pays people to do his dirty work," Claire agreed, sitting in a plush desk chair. She tapped her pen on the table. "He paid Caldwell to mess up my fabric shipments. He paid internet trolls to leak rumors about your amnesia.""And," Zoya spoke up from her laptop, "he paid someone to forge your divorce papers."The room went completely silent.Claire stopped tapping her pen. She looked up at Raphael. His dark eyes locked ont

The Kingston Corporation boardroom was packed.It was exactly eight o'clock in the morning. The sky outside was gray and pouring rain, matching the heavy, suffocating tension inside the room.Vivian Kingston stood at the head of the long glass table. She wore a sharp black dress. She looked incredibly tragic, playing the role of the heartbroken mother perfectly.Daniel Hayes stood right next to her. He wore a dark, expensive suit. He looked humble, keeping his hands clasped in front of him.Mr. Davis and the rest of the board members sat around the table. They all looked exhausted and nervous."I know this is a shock to all of you," Vivian said softly, wiping a fake tear from her eye. "But my late husband kept this secret for a reason. He wanted to protect us. But now, seeing how Raphael has run this company into the ground, I cannot hide the truth anymore."Daniel stepped forward. He looked directly at Mr. Davis."I do not want a war," Daniel said smoothly. His voice was dripping wit