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Now, I finally realized that putting in the effort did not mean my love would be reciprocated. Maybe my words pricked at Nia’s conscience, because she did not harp on that any further. Instead, she went into her car and pulled out a gift box. There was a Rolex watch inside. “Here, your anniversary gift. Open it!” However, I could not muster any joy at all upon seeing the box. It had obviously been opened by someone else before, and that person was obviously Jonah. I did not open the box, getting into the car wordlessly. Nia was a little annoyed at my attitude. “Dylan Shea, why are you throwing a tantrum for this time? I just scolded you a bit earlier today, but it was your fault to begin wit

Hurst before going on. "However, Mr. Hurst claimed that this policy has been abolished and that the company has updated the handbook. He simply gave me 500 dollars as a bonus instead." I pulled out my phone and showed her the transaction record of the 500 dollars transferred to my account earlier today. Ignoring the warning looks from Mr. Hurst, I laid out all of the evidence I'd prepared. Ms. Ross nodded, her expression unreadable as she glanced at Mr. Hurst, whose face betrayed a flicker of unease. Her eyes remained emotionless.

That was rich, coming from him. "Once this blows over, I'll find a way to quietly make up your bonus for you this month. Take some time off, and whenever you're ready, come on back to work." What a way to dress it up—stripping me of what I'd earned and calling it a favor. I laughed coldly. "No need. Director. I quit." The line went dead silent for a beat. "Nathan! Don't do anything rash! Over a small thing like this—"

She said while forming gestures with her hand as if to draw my hour-glass body. “Thank you, Verity,” I gave her a jovial grin. “Call me, mom,” Verity Giordano, while staring at me straight in the eye, breathed. *** Gerry’s POV I love the look on Wisdom’s face—and Denver’s—earlier when I was walking towards their table. The hint of shock and unexpectedness and irritation were vividly painted on their expressions. And it made me smile. Widely and wickedly. I saw the room, the one in the corner that Ezra said where Verity will be.

I was invited, I came, but not as a guest. I came to that luxurious wedding to snatch the bride. She must be mine! (Ignazyous Luca Ortechza) Ignazyous (Zyo) is the cruelest mafia and untouchable by the law. His wife was murdered by a business rival. 5 years passed, he accidentally met a woman at a red light with her lover. The woman looked very much like his wife. Zyo wanted to have her, but he couldn't trick her lover into canceling their marriage. As a result, Zyo ordered his men to shoot the groom during the wedding. The bride is kidnapped and forced to marry him. The bride's strong character, who is a prominent prosecutor, flatly rejects Zyo's wishes. "I will never marry

the girlish voice from the other end of the door made my palms sweaty and my legs freeze. ‘Goddess, not this bitch,’ my wolf groaned. ‘Who did we offend to be faced with such bad luck this period?’ “Come in,” Kian’s gruff voice inviting her into the office almost had me hiding underneath my desk but I was a grown adult. I would not cower at the sight of a bully. “Alpha – oh.” The sweet smile on Verity’s lips dropped when she laid eyes on me. A scowl immediately replaced the amiable expression on her face. Her nostrils flared and she looked like a wild bull ready to charge.

Verity her black eye is almost gone and her nose is only swollen a bit, MacKenzie hands Beta Xander the four badges we got yesterday with the three of our one we come to 7 badges. “It seems we have a shared first place, between this team and the team of Vierity, Viera and Candy,” Beta Xander starts. Viera looks very uncomfortable. It looks like she hasn’t informed Candy and Verity yet. “Sorry, Beta Xander,” I say as I step forward, “I have one more badge.” Beta Xander takes the badge, “We have a winner after all,” he smiles at us. I make sure to stare at Viera. Candy and Verity looked pissed, gaze fixed on Viera.

"It’s 100 thousand credits, isn't it? I’ll pay it, just to get your filth out of my son’s house. He’s about to bond with a true heiress—a girl of high blood." She scribbled a check and tossed it onto the floor like scrap meat. Veronica snatched it up, greed burning in her eyes. "You’re a wise woman. You’re right about Sierra, too—an ungrateful orphan. Good riddance to her." Margaret smirked. "Take your scrap and get out of my sight." The pair fled, Veronica clutching the check as if it were a holy relic. Sierra took a deep breath, her eyes meeting Margaret’s. "I’ll repay you. Every credit."

Morana mumbled lazily and Nox gave a small ‘o’. “Gotta have something to write on your gravestone. If we return empty-handed from this trip, I am free to put a bullet in your head. If you are trying to trick us, you still have time,” Verity said nonchalantly. Nox gulped tightly. His eyes met mine through the inner rear-view mirror of the car.

Almost too big. Verity stepped out of the building into the warm Los Angeles evening. The city felt different now. She wasn’t Kingsley’s wife anymore. She wasn’t the quiet, dutiful daughter trying to hold her family together. She was just… Verity. Her phone vibrated in her hand. As she checked. It was Quentin's number. She opened the message. Quentin: Have you thought about my offer? Verity stared at the screen, her heart beating faster. She stood on the sidewalk outside the lawyer’s office, the warm evening breeze brushing against her skin, and realized something important.