Chapter: CHAPTER 149The room was silent. Too silent for Kaylery, who had just lost half the power he had held. Her hand was clenched on the edge of the glass table, which was now covered in cracks. Her breathing was rapid—not from fear, but from anger he could barely contain. Project documents,, once filled with profit number,s, were scattered uselessly across the floor. Some had even caught fire near the ashtray, their smoke blending with the thickening smell of hatred in the air. “Damn it… DAMN IT!” Kaylery’s scream erupted. A vase shattered against the wall, followed by her family photos crashing to the ground with a splintering sound. He grabbed the monitor screen and slammed it onto the desk, creating more cracks—glass shards embedded in her palm. He ignored the blood starting to flow. He wiped her sweaty, dusty face roughly. Her eyes were red—filled not just with anger, but with a thirst for revenge. Her hands trembled—not from weakness, but from the effort to resist destroying everything in fr
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Chapter: CHAPTER 148Asher was standing in front of Alicia’s apartment door. He held a bouquet of pink roses and a high-end box of chocolates wrapped with a black ribbon. A calm smile adorned his face, but the corner of his eye shifted sharply to the left. Someone had been following him—quiet steps, but not stealthy enough to escape Asher’s notice. Now, he could hear a thought whispering from behind the bushes: “Damn! They’re still close? If this meeting started with even a small kiss… enough to make headlines. Barnnet could be in trouble!” Asher’s smile changed. It was no longer gentle, but a sly smirk was barely visible. He knew this was a golden moment. One shot, and it could overturn many of the hidden plans—especially Barnnet’s. He was curious to see how Kaylery Barnnet would react later. Click. The door opened. Alicia stood in the doorway. Her wavy black hair fell naturally, and a dark-gray knee-length dress framed her elegantly. Her gaze was calm, as always, until that moment. The next second,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 147Jett Carter stood calmly in the center of the boardroom, his gray suit neatly fitted, though the dust of travel still lingered in his breath. In his left hand, he held a black folder containing the investigation files from the Baltimore port. In front of the Dixon executives, he opened each page with quiet confidence, backed by the results of his sleepless efforts."Asher," Jett Carter said firmly, "the Baltimore logistics are clean."He handed over the documents complete with port authority stamps, sample test comparisons, and recorded confessions from the local distributor. The evidence that had only circulated as whispers was now clearly written. All of this had started from a small strategy by Asher, who had deliberately inserted legal comparisons into Dixon’s distribution line, as a diversion."They accepted our report," Jett continued. "They realized that Dixon’s products were not part of the smuggling chain. The illegal goods were inserted from outside, not from us."A few exec
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Chapter: CHAPTER 146Problems were divided equally, like a chessboard that needed to be cleared square by square. Asher dispatched Jett Carter to finalize the logistics issue—the smuggling of drug-laced candies that had infiltrated the port city of Baltimore. The city never slept, and from the docks to hidden alleys, the illegal goods circulated smoothly. Too smoothly.Meanwhile, Asher himself was buried in piles of files and data. His main focus was on the former construction company owned by Alexander. Every project in the Detroit area was monitored one by one. He reviewed all the reports, checked the contract documents, and even re-examined the field workers. No matter how exhausting it was. He forced himself to finish that day, even though time was insufficient. However, Asher never believed in the word “later.”It had been the fourth week since the conversation about his wedding date with Alicia. And since that day, Asher had not seen her even once. The scandal that struck Dixon had forced him to wor
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Chapter: CHAPTER 145Asher's gaze was piercing, hinting at a fury on the verge of eruption. After finalizing his wedding plans with Alicia, set for two weeks from now, he knew he had to resolve the scandal surrounding her. He needed to clear his fiancée's name in the public eye. Without delay, he contacted Joseph—his cold tone leaving no room for refusal. He demanded the truth behind the photo. Moreover, he instructed Joseph to dig deeper—into Kaylery. Yet, before his anger could subside, another blow struck. A logistics issue shook the company. Not only was Asher taken aback—even Aberon was stunned. The entire executive team gathered with tense faces, discussing Dixon's shipment to a neighboring country. A question hung in the air: how could their product cause such a problem that it involved international police? "Sir, disaster!" A staff member burst in, his face pale. "There's dangerous contraband inside our product. The logistics team ... they've been detained. You need to intervene immediately
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Chapter: CHAPTER 144Soft music thumped in the background, and dim lights hung low in the private lounge owned by Waldric. The air was filled with the scent of alcohol mixed with expensive perfume. A model laughed loudly on the sofa while sipping a nearly spilling pink drink, while at the end of the room, Waldric sat relaxed, his jacket open, tie loose, and expression satisfied.He raised his glass toward Kaylery, who sat across from him, his smile wide, almost like a child who had just received an expensive toy."I can't believe it was this simple. You saw it yourself, didn't you? These models... wild, full of energy, and most importantly—profitable."Kaylery responded with a slight nod, sipping his drink, not saying much, just a subtle smile. He preferred watching Waldric puff out his chest, like a big boss who had just won something."I should have done this earlier," Waldric continued, chuckling while swirling his glass. "That drug... amazing. They become more... appealing on camera. More confident. T
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Chapter: CHALTER 22Rafael stood tall before the massive mirror adorning the wall of his lavish chamber. His broad shoulders were cloaked in an outfit tailored to perfection, befitting his new title as crown prince. A sleek black suit with modern cuts hugged his frame, paired with a long crimson mantle that shimmered subtly under the golden light. The royal crest of Carlies, a gleaming gold emblem, adorned his chest, a symbol of the authority now officially his.Servants moved swiftly around him, adjusting the folds of his suit, slipping white gloves over his hands, and ensuring every detail was immaculate. Rafael, however, remained calm, unfazed by the flurry of activity.His gaze in the mirror reflected the bearing of a leader, though beneath his composed exterior lay a flicker of satisfaction he couldn’t entirely mask. It wasn’t just the restoration of his rightful title that pleased him—it was also the ruin of those who had once dismissed him."Frederick," Rafael murmured softly, his voice laced with
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Chapter: CHAPTER 21Three days had passed, and the devastation in Hurbret was undeniable. Small villages lay in ashes, fields were barren, and refugees filled the main roads with despair etched into their faces. The air reeked of smoke, blood, and death. Frederick stood on the balcony of his now-disheveled estate, his sharp eyes scanning the empty fields below, his jaw clenched tight.Inside the house, the chaos mirrored the destruction outside. His trusted secretary stood with his head bowed, clutching a stack of official documents. His voice trembled as he spoke, trying to deliver the news delicately.“Baron,” the secretary began softly but firmly, “I’ve just received a report from the royal envoy. The kingdom is planning a welcoming feast for the new crown prince.”Frederick froze for a moment, then slowly turned with eyes as sharp as daggers. “What?” he asked, his voice low and filled with menace.“A welcoming feast, sir,” the secretary repeated, swallowing hard before continuing. “The new crown prin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 20In the vast silver-toned chamber, Rafael sat in an armchair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The room felt warm, but Rafael’s mood burned hotter. A brief report from Caesar had just been delivered, and every word in it brought a wide smile to his face.He read the letter again, letting his eyes dance over the words describing the downfall of the Hurbret family. The collapse of trade guilds, attacks from wild beasts, and the growing number of refugees—all these details seemed like personal entertainment to Rafael. But the highlight was the description of Frederick, the once-arrogant baron who had now become a desperate man groveling for help to survive.“That coward truly is like a dog,” Rafael muttered disdainfully.He couldn’t hold back. A booming laugh erupted from his lips, echoing through the chamber like a victory bell. Tossing the letter onto the table, he swirled the wine in his glass lazily. “Utterly hilarious,” he murmured, his smile curling into a sneer.Rising from
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Chapter: CHAPTER 19A week had passed since Rafael left the Hurbret territory, and chaos had begun to unfold. The once-thriving trade guilds collapsed one after another. Goods failed to arrive on time, and trading partners gradually withdrew their support. Meanwhile, wild beasts from the forests, which had previously kept their distance, began attacking nearby villages. Farmers lost their fields, and residents started abandoning their homes in search of safety elsewhere.In the grand but now hollow Hurbret manor, Baron Frederick paced back and forth in his study. The once-confident man now bore a somber expression, deep lines of worry etched across his forehead. Reports piled up on his cluttered desk, none of them bearing good news."Why is this happening?" Frederick muttered in despair, staring blankly at the scattered papers.In the corner of the room, Marquess Greyson Yrewich sat with a tense expression. His fingers massaged his temples, his tired eyes reflecting his growing frustration. As a landlord
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Chapter: CHAPTER 18The banquet hall that night was filled with the aroma of exquisite cuisine, the clinking of wine glasses, and the lively chatter of knights. The majestic pillars of the royal dining room stood tall, adorned with golden carvings reflecting the shimmering light from the crystal chandelier above. However, the jovial atmosphere abruptly shifted when King Tremos rose from his seat, raising a hand to command silence."Brothers!" Tremos' voice boomed with authority, echoing throughout the hall. "Tonight, I wish to introduce someone many of you thought lost to us. He is my blood, a son who has proven himself far beyond these palace walls. My own son—Rafael De Carlies."Sitting calmly beside the king, Rafael raised his wine glass slightly, a faint, unreadable smile gracing his lips. Some of the knights looked puzzled, while others immediately rose from their seats, bowing respectfully."Greetings to the Grand Prince of Carlies," one knight proclaimed with reverence."Isn't he Duke Rafael, the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 17The luxurious chamber fell silent after the heated exchange. King Tremos stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his emerald eyes locked sharply on Rafael as if trying to decipher every detail of his son’s expression. Finally, Tremos took a deep breath, his voice lowering from its usual commanding tone.“So, what is it that you want?” Tremos asked, at last, his voice calm but still cold. “Do you wish to be king?”Rafael, who had been standing nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets, raised an eyebrow, as though surprised by the question. Slowly, a thin, meaningful smile curled on his lips. He didn’t answer right away, letting an awkward silence stretch between them. Finally, with a casual motion, he stepped away from the sofa, standing tall in front of his father.“Yes,” he answered firmly. “Restore my status. I am still your son, am I not? Isn’t it time I replaced you? Though times are changing, the title of king might not hold the same significance in the future. Even so, I’l
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