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He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

She stared at him, her chest heaving. "How... how do you even know about my father's–" "The media is already picking the bones of your estate, Miss Elara.." Killian cut her off, almost boredly. "By morning, the Pierce name won't be worth the paper it's printed on." Elara clenched her fists. Anger, sadness, exhaustion, and frustration threatened to choke her. But this was Killian Vane. Every billionaire in the city feared him. He was effortlessly handsome, yes, but he was also the most ruthless, terrifying entity in the entire corporate world.

I tapped it. "Excuse me everyone," I said. The room went silent. "My name is Elara Vance," I announced. "And as the sole heir to the Vance estate I have a small announcement." I looked at my father. He was pale. "I have officially filed a motion with the SEC this morning," I said. "Since my father faked his death to avoid corporate taxes five years ago his assets were legally frozen upon his return. Until the audit is complete Vance Pharmaceuticals is under new management."

“He proposed just so I’d sign the transfer papers and then he sold my father's company, emptied my personal bank accounts, and borrowed money from loan sharks in my name before fleeing with my best friend." He didn’t interrupt or console me. He only listened while driving slowly. So I continued as I leaned against his tinted glass. "I have twenty-four hours to pay two hundred thousand dollars or they'll kill me. I came to the bar because I thought if I drank enough, I wouldn't be so afraid to die." “That’s tough,” I heard him say quietly. He was Silas, one of the richest and most influential in the country. Perhaps he could help me. I turned to him, my eyes wide and desperate. I didn't care

But he was also a monster, and now, the nightmare he built was dead and buried. As the last shovelful of earth hit the coffin, I whispered, "Rest in peace, you bastard." Levi looked at me, a half-smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Think he’s burning already?" "I hope so." We walked away, side by side. Now we start anew, we start a new life without him in the picture. News had already exploded across America. **“BREAKING: Billionaire Sebastian Carter Found Dead, His Secret Mafia Empire Exposed.”**

"You need to see this." I took the tablet from his hands. The screen was glaringly bright, displaying the front page of a globally recognized financial and celebrity news syndicate. The bold, black, massive block letters of the headline struck me with the force of a physical blow. BILLIONAIRE EXECUTOR GROOMS DEAD FRIEND’S DAUGHTER. A dark, roaring sound rushed into my ears, deafening and violent. The air in my lungs turned to ash.