Naked The Blackstone Affair นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I apologized to Fannie, saying that I was sorry to have caused her to have a headache. She did nothing more than shake her head. "You were the one responsible for our decision to enter this industry on the day that we made it. Because of the sin that you committed, I cannot lock you up in the cloister. There is really no problem with what you did; the people who make it an issue are the ones who are the problem." She turned around and flashed a grin at me. "Then I learned from someone else that the nature of the relationship that exists between the two of them is currently unclear. "Are the claims made by the resources accurate? Perhaps it's nothing more than idle rumor..." I uttered.

“1.1 billion. Blackstone Bank again. Money moved to offshore accounts 72 hours after withdrawal.” “LIES!” Drelia shot up, wolf fully flashing. “You’re trying to humiliate us! We never—” Xaden didn’t raise his voice. He just pulled another file. Then another. Dropped them in a stack. THUD. THUD. THUD. Those sounded had my heart crawling to my mouth. Each file landed like a verdict. I shouldn't feel humiliated when it gets to my turn. In fact, my head was lowered as my eyes moved to and fro, contemplating.

I said slowly, “then why can’t Matteo just show proof to the court and keep Sophia safe?” “That’s the problem,” Mira replied. “Stacy’s record is clean. Squeaky clean. If a background check is done on both of them, it will come out in Stacy’s favor. Matteo made a lot of questionable choices while searching for Sophia. Desperation does that to people.” “Oh,” I whispered. “That’s going to be a problem.” The car finally pulled in front of the Rinaldi mansion. Before I could step out, Mira reached for my hand.

“We’ll win this.” She didn’t answer. She’d seen the way Mr. Clarke had avoided her eyes that morning. The way he barely spoke during preparation. The way he’d said, Don’t get your hopes up. Something had already been decided. The judge’s voice sliced through the air. “Court is now in session. The case of the State versus Robert Cross, charged with fraud, corporate embezzlement, and money laundering.” Cameras clicked from the back rows, flashes reflecting off the polished wood.

She replied, "Because I've always liked you. I just didn't dare say anything because of Alara. When she came to me with this plan, I agreed to play along and let her divorce you. I knew this was my chance. "Now that she's gone… Stefan, will you marry me?" Looking at Hannah's innocent and carefree expression, I remembered the fiery passion between us. I felt something stir again. Finally, I answered, "Alright." In court, Hannah stood by my side. She presented evidence that proved Alara had set everything up. In the end, I kept all my assets and finalized the divorce. After that, I packed my bags and left the city. I didn't marry Hannah. After everything, I finally saw just how dangerous that

But my hand brushed against something unfamiliar. A card. I frowned and pulled it out. It was black. Plain. Elegant. The only thing written on it was: Adrian Romano. CEO — Blackstone Conglomerate My jaw slowly dropped. “No way…” My heart skipped violently. Blackstone Conglomerate? THE Blackstone Conglomerate? The company I interviewed for yesterday? I immediately grabbed my phone and searched his name online. And there he was. Pictures after pictures flooded my screen. Business magazines.

"Takahashi is officially naked." Files flooded the screen. Every offshore shell, every bribe, every dirty cent Takahashi ever moved was laid bare. Noah kicked his chair back, the screech echoing like a shot. "We don't just have the blueprint, Boss," Noah panted, looking at Dominic. "We have the deed. Every account, every name on the payroll. Takahashi wanted this city? Fine. Now he can pay us for the privilege of breathing in it." "It’s done. Takahashi is officially dead. He just doesn’t know it yet."

"We are executing an arrest warrant. This man is under suspicion for fraud and assault. Interfere, and you'll be joining him." Alfred didn't raise his voice. Its sheer, icy calm was more terrifying than any shout. "There has been a profound error. The CEO of the Blackstone Group does not engage in such… petty crimes." Blackstone Group. The Luciano family's crown jewel. A legitimate empire of finance, real estate, and influence that cast a shadow over the entire city. Officially, the CEO's seat had been vacant for years. In the underworld, everyone knew it was held in trust for the Luciano family's missing heir.

His tone became steady enough to show that he knew this woman was dangerous and he couldn't afford to speak to her carelessly anyway. “I just got carried away,” Aaron said quietly. “Tell me.” Camilla grinned widely. “Your precious ex-wife and your grand, darling uncle, Mr. Zaydeen Black, are having a dirty secret affair, Aaron. Do you believe me now?” Aaron’s breath hitched completely, and the phone line went dead still for several seconds. Wait. Zaydeen Black? And Nova Sinclair? An intimate affair together? In what rational world was that even possible? His billionaire uncle was a man of high class, a man of extreme substance. Zaydeen would never have something romantic or intimate with a c

New York wakes to chaos. Overnight, Hartman Holdings stocks plummet twenty‑seven percent. News anchors call it “the beginning of the end for old finance dynasties.” Evelyn arrives at headquarters flanked by Luca, stepping through a sea of flashing cameras...all calm spine and clipped heels. Every step is a statement: not defeated, not yet. Inside, the boardroom resembles a battlefield...investors demanding resignation, allies fracturing. Adrian’s evidence has bought her truth but cost him everything; Blackwood Enterprises is under investigation for aiding the fraud.