Jane sank into the couch in the living room, her fingers tracing the glass of juice as she sipped.The meeting with her family still replayed in her head—her stepbrothers' protests, Margaret's cold glares, and the final, game-changing announcement from her grandmother. "She did what none of you could, and I made a promise," her grandmother had declared, silencing the room.She exhaled, satisfied, as she set the glass down on the side table. "The next step is to claim what is mine."She knew it wouldn’t be easy. Taking control of the family's fortune would be a battle considering all she had endured, but now, with Ryan by her side, she had the strength and determination to go after it. Her original goal had been modest—just a seat at the decision-making table. But after witnessing the cruelty of her family, she now wanted more. She wanted it all.Reaching for the remote, she turned on the TV, but what flashed across the screen froze her in place. A breaking news headline blared acro

Towards the end of the day, Jane surprised Ryan by showing up and suggesting they go out for dinner.He pulled up in front of the five-star restaurant she had picked out. She had practically dragged him out of the office since he was not exactly excited about the idea of a dinner date."Trust me, you are going to love this place," she said, reaching for the door handle."Wait, what do you think you're doing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow."What do you mean?" she asked, confused."Hold on, just stay in the car," he said as he stepped out and quickly moved around to her side, opening the door for her."My lady," he joked with a playful bow, grinning. "Your humble servant is at your service."She smiled, her cheeks turning slightly red as she stepped out gracefully. "One date, and suddenly you are all charming. Interesting.""You own the night, my lady." He teased, winking as he closed the door behind her. smiled. "Shall we?" He offered his arm, which she took without hesitation, and

Sensing what the call might be about, Ryan urged Jane to answer her grandmother’s call on speaker.“Hello, Grandmother?” Jane’s voice trembled slightly.On the other end, grandmother's voice cut through. “Jane, you and your husband are no longer part of this family. You’ve been cast out again. I shouldn’t have let you and that useless husband of yours back in.”Jane froze, the words hitting her hard. She gripped the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.It was exactly as Ryan had expected. He wasn’t shocked by the news, certain it was Jude's doing."What... what do you mean, Grandmother?" Jane whispered, her voice breaking.There was a pause before her grandmother continued, "Jude... he threatened me... he threatened the family, claiming that you and your husband are behind his family's arrest."Jane’s brows arched in confusion. "And you believed him? How? How could we possibly do something like that? What kind of power do we have to pull it off?"Before grandmother could r

After finishing his daily workout, satisfied by the burn across his body, Ryan headed out of his room to have a quick drink of water from the kitchen, wearing nothing but a pair of workout shorts that hung low on his hips.As he was about to enter the dining room, he halted abruptly, spotting Jane on the couch in the living room, in her pyjamas.Her eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat when a single bead of sweat trailed down from his collarbone, tracing a slow path along the line of his chest, gliding over the dip between his abs before disappearing beneath the waistband of his shorts. She tried to look away but couldn’t, and for a moment, she felt like she had forgotten how to breathe.He cleared his throat, snapping her out of it. "Enjoying the view?” he teased.Her face flushed as she quickly looked away, embarrassed he had caught her staring.“Didn’t realise you were still home,” he added casually."What happened? Why haven’t you gone to work?""Is it because of wha

The driver of the car was Derek, a middle-aged man with weathered features. He had been loyal to Ryan's father and his family when they were alive, and now to his uncle. He pulled away as soon as Ryan got in the car. They were on their way to one of his uncle's mansions, far outside the city, to have dinner and dig up information on Jude. Only his uncle’s loyal men—those who had once served his father—knew about this mansion’s location. He had arranged things this way to keep his meeting with his uncle a secret, knowing that every move he made was now being watched. He leaned back, watching the city lights blur by as they drove deeper into the city. He broke the silence a few minutes later. "So... how's life been for you?" he asked Derek. Derek chuckled softly. "Life's been alright. You know, same old grind. The family's good, too." The mention of family made Ryan remember Derek’s daughter, who he had once been close to—almost like a godfather to her—back when he