Novels by Aster_Pheonix

Robert's facial expression turned sour as he was utterly displeased that Sarah was able to see right through his facade without much difficulty. She had always been sharp witted but he expected that her sense of reasoning would be clouded by the excitement of being given a chance to return back to t

At this moment, Robert was only concerned about forming a successful collaboration with Ace Enterprise more than paying attention to his kinship.“Thank you, Father. I'm glad you finally understood what I was talking about earlier. As you can see, there's no need for us elites to mingle with the low

Theodore hurriedly used the clues he had gathered and was able to realize that everything happening right now was Thomas’s idea. It occurred to him that Thomas must have made some sort of deal with Robert to allow Sarah to become an Anderson again in exchange for her helping the family establish a c

Meanwhile, Ryan was utterly disgusted by Sarah's remark and concluded that he was being arrogant considering her lowly status. As a result he was unable to refrain himself from lashing at her in a stern voice despite Robert's warnings. “You are just an ungrateful bitch, Sarah. This family has rules

“I don't know how you were able to pull it off but one thing is surely clear and that's the fact Miss. Evans must be really treating you well if you are able to afford such a lovely dress and luxury car.” Thomas commented in a flattering tone as he made the assumption that Sarah could only afford to

The party progressed without any more significant ruckus after Robert had stated his verdict. Everyone could only hold onto their thoughts and respective dissatisfaction about Sarah and William’s presence since nobody wanted to take any chances of offending Robert. They could grumble and glare at S

Inside the lobby, the atmosphere was refined—polished marble floors reflected the golden glow of ornate chandeliers, and well-dressed guests moved about with an air of sophistication. Chris quickly spotted the woman from earlier—Emma. She was engaged in a heated exchange with the receptionist at the front desk. Her posture was tense, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. Chris approached quietly, his commanding presence drawing immediate attention. “Is there a problem here?” His voice was steady but firm, cutting through the tension like a blade. Emma turned abruptly at the sound of his voice. The moment their eyes met, recognition dawned on her face. “You….” She stated in surprise. “What are you doing here, Mr….?” “Chris….My name is Chris.” Chris gave her a slight nod. “We meet again.” A few weeks ago, Emma’s father had been struck by a car—an unfortunate incident involving Matt Turner, Eva’s cousin. Chris had been the one to rush the old man to the hospital and cover a

Chris let out a slow breath, controlling the simmering anger beneath his exterior. He had expected Sean to be a problem—an arrogant fool with no self-awareness—but Edward? Attempting to take Eva by force was an entirely different matter. That was an offense that would not go unanswered. He leaned back in his chair, running a hand over his jaw before speaking again. “How did Eva handle it?” Elliot hesitated briefly before responding. “Miss Carter maintained her composure, sir. She did not allow the incident to affect her publicly. However, based on what I gathered from Miss Amanda, she barely slept last night.” Chris’s fingers stilled. He had been halfway across the world while Eva was dealing with this. And yet, when he returned, she had treated him with cold disdain. “Speaking of Eva,” Chris murmured, eyes narrowing slightly. “She was furious with me this morning. I don’t understand why.” Elliot remained silent for a moment before carefully choosing his words. “Mr. Chairman, Mis

Meanwhile, Chris watched in silence as Eva’s car disappeared down the driveway, her frustration still palpable even from a distance. He stood there for a moment, hands in his pockets, frowning slightly as he replayed their brief interaction in his mind. She had barely looked at him. Hadn’t even given him a chance to explain himself. He sighed, running a hand through his hair before pulling out his phone and dialing a number. It barely rang twice before Ethan’s voice came through the receiver. "Boss?" "Come pick me up at the mansion. We're heading to Pegasus Enterprise," Chris said briskly. Ethan didn’t question it. "On my way." Chris ended the call and turned back toward the house, stepping inside to grab a black coat from the hallway rack. Bruce was in the dining room, silently sipping his coffee while reading the morning paper. The older man barely spared Chris a glance, though there was the faintest glint of amusement in his eyes. Chris ignored it. He wasn’t in the mood for

Eva woke with a strange heaviness in her chest. There was an odd sense of unease lingering in the air, like the remnants of a dream she couldn’t quite grasp. Brushing it off, she pushed herself out of bed and began her morning routine, letting the warm shower wash away the remnants of her restless night. By the time she was dressed and heading downstairs for breakfast, her mind was fully occupied with work. She had no time to dwell on uneasy feelings. But as she stepped into the kitchen, she froze. Chris. Standing at the stove, casually flipping pancakes as if he belonged there. For a moment, she thought she was still dreaming. Then reality slammed into her like a freight train. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides. “What the hell are you doing here?” Chris turned, grinning as if she had just welcomed him home. “Making breakfast.” Eva’s jaw tightened. Before she could lash out, another voice interrupted. Bruce and Kate stepped into the room, both halting mid-step at

The man surveyed the scene with a detached calm, his piercing gaze flicking from one incapacitated attacker to the next. He reached into his pocket and retrieved a small earpiece, pressing it against his ear. His voice, when he spoke, was low and cold, carrying an air of deadly efficiency. “Targets neutralized,” he said. “No injuries to the primary subject. I’ll maintain visual surveillance.” A voice crackled on the other end of the line, authoritative but faint. “Good work. Ensure there are no loose ends. Report if anything changes.” The man nodded, though there was no one around to see the gesture. “Understood.” He crouched down beside one of the groaning men, gripping his chin and forcing him to look up. The attacker’s eyes were glassy with pain, his breaths coming in shallow gasps. “Who sent you?” the figure demanded, his tone devoid of emotion. The man whimpered, trying to turn his face away, but the grip on his jaw tightened painfully. “I’ll ask once,” the figure said, hi

The tension in The room was extremely tense that even Eva And Ananda were confused about how The matter escalated to such levels and they were right in the middle of it all. “Alright, What are you going to do now, Felix? It seems like we have you outnumbered by a lot.” Sean bragged. Felix knew that he had been outmatched at this point and he was regretting the fact that he didn't bring more guards With him to the event. what is the meaning of these ruckus” a voice echoed, drawing everyone's attention Felix smirked as soon as he saw that it was Elliot who had walked into.the room. Everyone else was equally surprised as nobody expected that the CEO of Pegasus Enterprise would attend this event. Elliot Brown entered with the kind of presence that silenced rooms. The murmurs died instantly, all eyes turning toward the man who was as enigmatic as he was powerful. He didn’t spare the crowd a glance, his focus laser-sharp as he made his way to Eva. “Are you alright?” he asked, hi