All eyes turned toward the entrance, where a man in a sharp suit stood with an air of authority. He was tall, with an easy smile, but the fierceness in his eyes told everyone he wasn’t to be messed with.The manager immediately straightened, his smug demeanor faltering as he quickly turned to face the new arrival."Mr. Morner, I—""Is this how you treat our guests?"Jonathan Morner, the restaurant owner, said, his voice sharp."You insult paying customers and try to throw them out? That’s not how we do things here."The manager stammered, clearly nervous."I... I didn’t mean—""Enough," Morner snapped. "You’re fired.""But, Mr. Morner!"The manager exclaimed, his face flushed with shock."He’s a fraud!" He pointed at Oliver with a trembling hand, his voice tinged with desperation."Fraud? What do you mean by that?"Jonathan asked, his gaze flicking between the manager and the couple before him. He studied Oliver and Elena, his sharp eyes taking in their calm demeanor.“They claimed th

The tension between the three men was palpable as they stood in the lobby of Sinclair Enterprises. Elena instinctively stepped slightly closer to Oliver, sensing that this meeting was far from over.Adam’s smile tightened, but his confidence didn’t waver. "Henry, I wasn’t aware you’d be here today," he said, his tone carefully controlled.Henry shrugged, his posture casual but his gaze sharp. "I wasn’t planning to be. Then I got word that you were negotiating a deal that involved our international division. Funny, since that’s supposed to fall under my jurisdiction."Elena glanced at Oliver, who seemed to be carefully studying Henry. The older Sinclair brother exuded a calm authority that was the complete opposite of Adam’s overt ambition. Yet beneath the calm exterior, there was an unmistakable edge to his words."Let’s not make a scene, Henry," Adam said smoothly, though his tone carried a hint of irritation. "This is a lucrative opportunity for Sinclair Enterprises. I assumed you’d

"Elena," Adam Cooper greeted her with a sly grin as he opened the door to his lavish penthouse. His gray eyes sparkled with triumph, his demeanor dripping with calculated smugness. "I've been waiting for you."Elena’s lips tightened into a thin line as she stepped inside, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. The luxurious penthouse boasted floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city skyline, but the opulence felt suffocating. She didn’t trust Adam for a second. His false charm, the way his grin stretched just a little too wide—it all screamed danger.“I’m here, Adam,” Elena said coldly, crossing her arms over her chest. “Now show me the video. Delete it, and we’ll never have to speak again.”Adam’s grin deepened as he shut the door, locking it with an audible click. “So eager,” he mused, motioning toward the velvet couch in the center of the room. “But where are your manners, Elena? Sit. Relax. Let’s have a drink and... chat a little first.”“I didn’t com

Oliver stood in his office, staring out the window with a cold, calculating expression.The destruction of Adam Cooper’s family business, Sinclair Enterprises, was a carefully executed plan—one that had been months in the making. He had made sure to pull every string, sever every tie, and dismantle the empire Adam had built.The legal battles, the financial ruin, the corporate betrayals—all of it had been orchestrated with precision. And it was working. Sinclair Enterprises was crumbling, bit by bit.He turned away from the window and sat at his desk, scrolling through the latest report on the company’s financial collapse. His lips curled into a faint, satisfied smirk.He had done it.Adam Cooper’s arrogance, his disrespect towards Oliver, and most importantly, his actions toward Elena had all led to this.It was a sweet revenge, and yet, the satisfaction of seeing Adam’s world crumble felt hollow. Oliver didn’t revel in the destruction of someone else’s life.But Adam had crossed a l

Tensions at Hoshier Holdings had reached a boiling point. As Oliver worked tirelessly to stabilize the company amidst David’s sabotage, an unexpected complication arose—Jane. Though she had long hidden her disdain behind polite smiles, her true feelings now surfaced. Jane despised Elena for being Mr. Hoshier’s favored daughter and hated Oliver for his success and for, in her eyes, stealing what should have been David’s.Late one evening, in the Fischer estate’s study, Jane paced the room, her anger barely contained. David sat in a leather armchair, watching his wife with a mixture of curiosity and frustration."David, we’ve been too soft," Jane snapped, stopping to glare at him. "Oliver and Elena have humiliated us for the last time. We need to take them down, completely."David sighed, swirling the whiskey in his glass. "I’m already working on it, Jane. The sabotage at Hoshier is—""Not enough!" Jane interrupted, her voice rising. "We need to hit them where it hurts. Their personal l