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I reached for my phone, scrolling through the headlines, looking for something that would tell me he was wrong. But he wasn’t. It was all right there, in bold letters, splashed across almost every news outlet. “CEO of Startup Empire Accused of Fraudulent Loan Acquisition.” Her company name was right there, and so was her face, captured in one of those smug, self-satisfied poses she loved so much.

Every object felt like a vote she was casting for a future that might work. In the city, Adrian woke to a morning that smelled of rain and money. He liked the clean lines of his office. He liked the sound of things that worked. He liked the control. He thought he had control. Victor Hale sat across from him like a portrait of patience. “The press has been calm,” Victor said. “We own the story. A quiet separation. People will forget.” Adrian’s hands were steady on the table. “Good,” he said. Victor leaned forward. “You did the right thing—distance protects the board. It protects you.”

No matter what he ate these days, nothing tasted quite right anymore. ​The Last Will ​That same evening at Vivian’s estate, Dizer stepped into the small, quiet office that Eleanor had once used. She opened the familiar leather notebook again: How to Build an Empire From Nothing. ​The first chapter wasn't about money or market dominance. Instead, it began with a simple, profound sentence: People build companies. Trust builds people. ​A gentle smile touched Dizer's lips. "So that's where I learned it." ​But as she turned the next page, a folded envelope suddenly slipped out and landed on the desk. She froze. It definitely hadn't been there before. "Benjamin?" she called out.

Layla's POV I woke up early in the morning, reaching for my phone to check social media. As a model, I liked to stay updated. Lily had returned to school. And Alex was doing well at his job. He got new investors from top countries in the world to partner with the Kings' Empire. He had expanded his Empire far and wide to different countries, making The Kings' number one! I was sure Emilia would be swelling with pride in her grave. Alex became the talk of the world. The hottest and youngest billionaire to hit it big. And I was by his side all through, feeling proud. “Yeah, that's my husband!” I scream in my head.

He swore, red-eyed, that if I became his consigliere, he'd give me half of whatever empire he built. Now, the turf was secure, the empire was built, and he was terrified I had too much power. He’d rather trust a silver-tongued liar like Lucy, someone he could control, than the partner who’d built it all with him from scratch. It’s always the same story with greedy men in power. “I’ll give you my things. But if you or your goons lay a hand on me, Henry, I can burn this whole place down with you in it. And you know damn well I’m capable of it.”

The angle made him look domineering, her look trapped. The caption below was a single, chilling line: Every empire has its cracks. How much is a picture worth?

Flora's POV Five years later, Chicago was still the same—familiar and strange all at once. I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of my hotel room, looking down at the city I'd once called home for three years. A copy of Forbes lay on the table, my face on the cover. "FLORA ROSSI: THE AI QUEEN'S JOURNEY FROM DATA SCIENTIST TO BILLIONAIRE." An eight-billion-dollar acquisition had put my name on the global stage.

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.

Ocean told him about the captaincy, Bryan listened quietly. Then Ocean told him the other part. About the pub in Bermondsey. The thirty-eight minutes. What it cost him to stand there alone in the cold recording that conversation when it could’ve gone really bad. Bryan stayed quiet. “You saved my family,” Ocean said, straight up, no sugarcoating. “I don’t forget shit like that.” Bryan looked at him. “Neither do I,” he said. Ocean and Lola The empire grew steadily through the summer. Not in a crazy, aggressive way. Carefully. The right way. Through solid relationships, good reputation, and the kind of respect that comes from surviving everything they survived and coming out stronger on the oth