Henry interrupted, his tone condescending. "Then you’ve been wasting your time and resources on someone who is useless.""It's time you face the truth: there is no one coming to save you!"Henry's smirk grew even wider. "Not even Nathan, a mere impostor.""The real Lord Cloud would not even look in the direction of the Royal Corporation."He let out a harsh laugh, turning on his heel and storming out of the office, slamming the door behind him.The echoes of his mocking laughter lingered in the room, leaving Vanessa and her assistant, Laura, in stunned silence.Vanessa stood still despite the humiliation. She felt more determined than ever.Vanessa refused to be deterred by Henry’s taunts. She had faith in Nathan; no matter what anybody said, her faith would not waver.Nathan had singlehandedly saved the Royal Corporation from bankruptcy, despite the board of executives consisting of the best graduates from prestigious universities around the world.If there was a way to secure Lord C

The manager's gaze was locked firmly on the barman, his features contorted with a fiery rage that burned in his eyes.With a tone dripping with accusation, he addressed the esteemed Lord Cloud, "Forgive me for barging in just like that, Lord Cloud, but this barman here is nothing but a fraudulent imposter who has made his way into the hotel and is trying to harm you!"Nathan's brow furrowed, a flicker of suspicion igniting within him. He was not entirely surprised. This was the very same barman who had just moments ago attempted to serve him a drink that even he himself refused to drink. "Is that so?" Nathan asked, turning to the barman with a sense of urgency.The accused barman recoiled, his expression morphing into one of desperation as he cried out, "That's simply not true! I have no idea what you're talking about!"The manager's lips curled into a sneer as he cut the man off, barking, "Save your lies, you fool! You're nothing but an imposter and you will be exposed right here!"

THROWBACK TO THE NIGHT NATHAN REGAINED HIS MEMORIES"Mother? Mother, where are you?" Nathan's grip tightened around his cherished teddy bear as he whispered softly, weaving through the bustling crowd of the mall, his eyes scanning for Victoria, his mother-in-law.She had brought him earlier to buy him some toys and instructed him to wait for her, but hours had passed, yet she had not returned.Nathan was always maltreated by his in-laws, but he had hoped today would be different as Victoria promised to take him shopping.It seemed she had abandoned him. "Mother? Where are you?" he called out again, his voice tinged with fear.A few shoppers glanced his way, but none stopped to help. Nathan’s heart raced as he wandered, the anxiety building in his chest.He felt the sting of tears in his eyes, and his grip on the teddy bear tightened.Nathan searched all the sections of the shopping mall, but he still could not find Victoria.He sat on the couch in one of the sections, crying his eyes

Nathan’s expression remained cold and unyielding. The sight of the fake barman’s suffering was a reminder of the brutality he was capable of, and soon enough those who sent him would feel his wrath!As the fake barman’s screams became more ragged, Nathan’s resolve began to waver.The room was filled with the sound of the roaring engines and the fake barman’s pitiful pleas. Nathan thrn turned to James, who stood by with a grim expression. “James, order the drivers to stop the cars.”James hesitated, his eyes locked with Nathan’s, before nodding and signaling the drivers to shut off the engines.The cars came to a halt, their engines dying with a final, echoing roar.The chains slackened, and the fake barman’s body collapsed to the floor, drenched in sweat and trembling uncontrollably.Nathan stepped closer, his gaze piercing and filled with a cold, unyielding determination.The fake barman lay on the floor, gasping for breath, his body wracked with shivers and pain. Blood trickled d

The fake barman jolted awake from his sleep by the icy splash of water that drenched him from his head to his toes. “Time to wake up!” one of Nathan's bodyguards barked. He gasped and his heart pounded as he scrambled to sit up on the cold, damp mattress. His body was stiff against the sudden shock of the water. He could barely see any trace of light from where he was, but he could guess that it was already morning. His teeth chattered, and he tried to wipe the water from his face, but his hands were numb. The door creaked open, and the blinding light from the hallway outside momentarily blinded him. Two burly bodyguards stepped into the cell, their expressions as cold as the steel walls where he was imprisoned. The fake barman struggled to his feet, his movements sluggish and uncoordinated. His body still ached from the immense torture he had endured the previous day.The bodyguards moved toward him, their hands gripped his arms with a firm and unyielding force. They didn’t