After being invited by Brianna's parents, Leander arrived at the grand palace gates, feeling a little nervous but keeping his cool. It was his first time meeting Princess Brianna’s parents, the king and queen, along with her aunt, Alyssa. The thought of walking into the palace was exciting, but there was also a slight pressure—he wanted to make a good impression. Two royal guards opened the golden gates, and Leander stepped inside. The palace grounds were massive. Beautiful gardens stretched as far as he could see, with fountains sparkling under the sun. Birds chirped quietly from the treetops, and the scent of roses filled the air. A servant led him toward the entrance of the palace, where large marble steps gleamed in the light.The huge wooden doors opened with a deep creak, and inside stood Brianna, dressed elegantly in a soft-blue gown. Her eyes lit up when she saw Leander. “You made it,” Brianna said, smiling warmly as she walked toward him. Leander returned the smile. “I w

After finishing their meal, Leander and Brianna left the cozy dining room, feeling lighter and more connected than ever. Brianna suggested they take a stroll outside the palace grounds, and Leander happily agreed. As they walked through the beautiful gardens, the vibrant flowers bloomed all around them. Brianna laughed at a butterfly that danced around them, and Leander couldn’t help but smile at her joy. “What should we do now?” Leander asked, glancing at Brianna. “I thought we could go shopping,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “There’s a nice boutique not too far from here. I need to pick up a few things.” Leander nodded. “It sounds great. I could use a new shirt anyway.” They strolled through the gardens. As they reached the entrance of the palace grounds, Brianna turned to Leander, her face serious. “Just so you know, I really appreciate you coming here today. It means a lot.” “I’m glad I came,” Leander replied, sincerity in his voice. “I enjoy spending time with you.

The next morning, Leander stood on the steps of the government building as the officials finalized the release of his father’s seized assets. The hum of voices and the tapping of keyboards filled the air, but all Leander could think about was how everything was finally falling into place. A middle-aged man wearing glasses and holding a folder approached him. "Mr. Goldstein, the necessary documents are ready. With today's ruling, all your father's holdings will be restored under your name—effective immediately." Leander nodded, feeling a mixture of relief and triumph. "That’s good to hear. Thank you." The man handed over the documents. "We apologize for the delay these legal issues caused. The properties, company shares, and investments listed here are now officially yours." Leander opened the folder and scanned the content. The long list of properties, businesses, offshore accounts, and investments made his heart race. His father’s legacy—everything that had been unjustly take

The night started with a casual walk through the streets of the coastal city, just before they reached the restaurant with the aquarium. Leander and Brianna strolled side by side, the breeze cool against their skin. The city lights sparkled along the waterfront, casting reflections over the calm sea. "Do you always have surprises planned, or is today special?" Brianna asked teasingly as they walked, her hands tucked into the sleeves of her light jacket. Leander grinned, adjusting his pace to stay in step with her. "Today is special, but I wanted to keep things simple at first." Brianna raised an eyebrow. "Simple, huh? You’re taking me to a fancy restaurant by the sea with dolphins swimming around. I don’t think you know what simple means." Leander chuckled. "Okay, you got me. But it’s all for a good reason." They made small talk as they walked past street vendors and musicians playing soft tunes for the evening crowd. Brianna seemed relaxed, her usual elegance showing in the

Leander picked the call and pressed the phone to his ear. “Dorian, what now?” His voice was clipped, irritation creeping in from the disruption. On the other end, there was a pause, followed by a heavy sigh that told Leander whatever Dorian was about to say wouldn’t sit well with him.“You’re not gonna like this,” Dorian finally muttered.Leander leaned against the bar, motioning for a whiskey neat. “I already don’t. Just spit it out.”Dorian’s voice dropped into a solemn tone. “It’s about Camila.”Leander stiffened, his jaw clenching. He’d already endured enough of Camila’s mind games tonight, and the thought of her entangling him in another problem made his head ache. “What about her?”“She betrayed me.” The words came bluntly, as if Dorian was struggling to keep his frustration in check. “Everything we built, every agreement—she’s been feeding our competitors information. My private dealings. My investments.”Leander’s fingers tightened around the phone, his drink arriving just in