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she concluded. “You have a point." The room was filled with silence afterwards. The weight of what she said rested invisibly on the space. Sandro was notorious for his ability to gather deep information about people, especially people of high profile and status. But he had a flaw, he was a greedy individual who had nothing like loyalty in the dictionary of his life. He would gladly turn his back against someone who gave him an assignment once he finds someone who offers a higher amount. “We should consider another option then?" I said to Carmella.

“Lanza Sagrada” In the human world, things go awry, but laughter and music are still heard in entertainment venues. The God of Fire León de Fuego stood at the gate of a luxury restaurant, suddenly beggars surrounded him: "Please give me some money, my wife and children are going to starve." “Please give us some food.” The Fire God León de Fuego whispered to the beggar kneeling on the ground: "Follow me into this restaurant, I will feed you." The beggars were not able to enter the restaurant when a waiter stopped: “Is this the place for you to enter? Go out now! Get out now!” “I invited them in.” The God of Fire León de Fuego hands the money to the waiter. "You can't enter this place with mon

It's a gift to myself, a reminder and a cause for celebration, acknowledging that I'd finally gotten rid of a bunch of hypocritical trash. He abruptly looked up at me. His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was filled with resentment and bitterness. "Why must you do this to me, Violet Winters? You're so wealthy! Why couldn't you share some of it with me? We even used to date before and were in love with each other!" "Love?" I laughed sarcastically. "Mitchell Cooper, you were the one treating me like a bottomless pit of money. You treated me as your personal ATM from whom you could withdraw money at any time of the day, whenever you liked! You merely took me for a tool that would propel

she asked curiously "No Grandma, she's not?" Fernandez said as he wiped his mouth and took a sip of water. "But why, isn't she beautiful enough?" she asked looking perplexed "She is a gold digger, a betrayal and a cheap whore" he spat and his Grandmother's eyes widened "What? Prostituta? buscador de oro?, that is not good for my Grandson" she said and Fernandez shrugged "But how soon am I meeting this other person? I want to see you get married and bear me a great-grandchild now that I'm still strong and my bones are not weak" she asked

The last thing I needed was this snake slithering into our room. “My God, Zaria, you are so clueless,” Elix purred, tilting her head with that fake pity smile. She adjusted the box of chocolates in her arms, the glossy wrapping catching the fluorescent lights. “You have so many questions but I have all the answers to them. Everything. This weekend, I’ll get married to Renzo and you’ll have nothing. Nothing, my love. Not his attention, not his protection, not even those pathetic flowers he keeps wasting on you.”

Somehow, she found the strength to prop herself up and spat a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva onto Lorenzo’s face. “My fault? It’s your greed! You're useless! You couldn’t even kill one woman with a gun. What kind of man are you? Piece of shit!” “You dare insult me?” The veins in Lorenzo’s bloodshot eyes looked ready to burst. Just then, a gray-black rat scurried along the wall. Both of their eyes lit up at the same time. It was meat—hope of survival. Lorenzo lunged forward, moving like a dog driven mad by hunger.

She pulled her hand back immediately, her ears burning bright red. She thought he was joking, but the seriousness in his deep eyes told her otherwise. He even said he’d give her half his assets! Half! And this man—he was a money-loving Taurus—he cherished his wealth more than anything. Lena’s mouth hung slightly open. Her expression was completely out of her control now. Even if aliens invaded Earth at this moment, it wouldn’t be as shocking as Alaric saying he wanted to marry her. “What’s wrong? Scared?” Alaric’s eyes held a teasing glint she couldn’t decipher.

“Adrian is ambitious, but he’s also cautious. He won’t commit to a partnership unless he’s convinced it’s a sure thing. If Mark wants Adrian’s support, he’ll need to prove he can destabilize V Corp.” Lucas frowned. “And how would he do that?” “By exploiting your vulnerabilities,” Elise replied. “Adrian is an expert at finding cracks in his opponents’ armor. If you want to stop him, you need to reinforce your defenses before he finds a way in.” Sophia exchanged a glance with Lucas, her mind already working. “Thank you, Elise. Your insight is invaluable.” Elise nodded. “Be careful. Adrian doesn’t play fair, and Mark is more dangerous than he seems.”

The silence stretches, every second a torturous reminder of the power he holds. His gaze drifts to Salazar. “Who exactly are you?” Salazar’s face hardens, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Felipe Salazar,” he says with a gleam of defiance, his voice rich with irony. “Perhaps you know me better as ‘El Cuervo.’”

Living up to his notorious reputation as a good-for-nothing, Simon replied without thinking, “Then buy products from other suppliers. Just settle this. Use as much money as you need.” His assistant, clearly smarter than he was, anticipated this directive and replied, “I did try, but none are willing to strike a deal with us. Word is that Miss Barnes spoke to them in advance. Our account is empty due to compensation for breaching contracts, and we still don’t have enough funds to settle the penalties. We’re broke and facing inevitable liquidation.” Just then, a dozen furious wolves stormed into the venue, demanding salaries or penalty charges. In an instant, Zane, Simon, and Ciara, who had be