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Leah replied mockingly, “Wow! I guess you honestly have to teach me how to kick some ass, you know. Probably like a self defense you know” Carl taunted playfully, “I mean you literally took them down easily, I’m sure they never thought of getting their ass hit by a lady” “C’mon, id accept that a s a taunt, that’s my duty to Bianca you know as a heiress that she is” Leah spilled, suddenly realizing that she has said too much.

How dare this woman judge her? Nicky puffed air out of her nostrils as she struggled with her heavy coat. “Believe it or not, everyone knows a lot about you, Fiona. That’s what happens when you’re a billionaire heiress, and your life is written up in magazines and on social media. Don’t drag him into that world. He doesn’t belong there, and you know it.” Pulling on her knit hat, she sighed, as if trying to extinguish the heated conversation. “Thanks again for breakfast. It

"Electronics, travel, clothes, shoes, handbags, salon appointments, manicures, gifts for classmates..." Before I could finish, several people had already started defending her. "Helena, what are you doing? She's grown now and has her own taste. Those things might cost five or six thousand dollars. So what?" "Exactly. Is it worth humiliating her in front of everyone over a few thousand dollars?" One of Chloe's classmates made a face from across the room. "Chloe, your mom is so old-fashioned." I ignored the scattered criticism and glanced at Chloe, whose face had already turned scarlet.

I would lose everything I had built with Noah. Noah narrowed his eyes at me as if he didn’t believe me. “Those gifts cost over three billion dollars, Octavia. We both know that you and your family aren’t worth that money. There’s no way in hell that you could’ve bought them unless there’s something I don’t know about your family’s wealth.”

“You mean the less hated one.” “That too,” he said with a faint smile. Luca clapped his hands once. “Great. Alliance formed, data secured, speeches planned. Anyone else feel like we’re painting targets on our backs?” “Yes,” I said. “But that’s exactly why we’ll win. People like Charlotte hide in shadows; light terrifies them.” Elias stood, folding the final document. “Tomorrow morning, we begin the media rollout. The Hartman‑Blackwood Alliance will announce a global transparency initiative. What the world doesn’t know is that transparency will expose the monsters behind their charities.”

KINGSLEY’S POV I know freedom has a price, I just didn’t expect Hailey to pay it alone. The message reached me before sunrise, not a phone call, not a dramatic announcement. Just a quiet notification from one of my legal contacts. *Hailey Thompson has been released from custody.* For a second, I thought I was still half asleep, then I saw the attachment. The signed agreement. My stomach dropped, I read it once, then twice. Then a third time, slower this time, every word pressing deeper into my chest.

I could hit 60 to 70,000 dollars if the people were generous. I made $18,000 from yesterday's performance. I really hoped today would be worth it. I typed back to Freya,” Tell me about her.” Freya's reply was Swift. “ Hailey Simone is a rising star, vel. Her voice could lure the whole pack to destruction. Her father, a renowned Beta, owned half of Goldcrust restaurants and clubs. Name it. She's fierce but fair. She mentors new talent like you.” I stared at the message, my mind jumping into a dilemma. Hailey is Maurice's fiancée and a singer. With her help, she can put me back on my feet, and at the same time, I didn't want to involve myself in their business.

Just then, the club manager hurried to greet him, "Mr. Hartman! We weren't expecting you. What brings you here this evening?" Aaron nodded once and explained, "I'm here to announce the news of my engagement to my fiancée's family." Silence filled the lounge as his words hung in the air. A beat later, my younger cousin, Ian Olsen, exclaimed from where he stood among the crowd, "He's Aaron Hartman, the chairman of Hartman Group!" Everyone gaped at Aaron in shock when they heard this. Hartman Group was a behemoth in Gristonia. Its corporate presence was deeply rooted in every citizen's daily life.

Sylvia continued with her taunting. "If it isn't because Jason still cares about you, do you think I'd be willing to live under the same roof as an old woman like you? Look at yourself. You're ten years older than me, and you're all washed up. If I were a man, I wouldn't want you either. Oh, I almost forgot. He promised me that all of his family's assets will go to the child in my belly and me. The only thing you get to keep is the title of bringing his wife. Hahaha!"

“As you wish.” He takes hold of the hem of his shirt and, in one sweeping motion, pulls it up over his head and free from that luscious body, exposing tanned traceable lines of muscles. Glorious eye candy, and he doesn’t stop there. He kicks off his trainers and bends, swooping down and giving me that delightful view, he is stood as naked as I am. No hesitation whatsoever, nothing but a smile.