Adam Smith sat in his grand chair, examining the financial report displayed on his laptop screen. His eyes scanned the numbers with the precision of a seasoned entrepreneur. This company was the result of his decades of hard work, and he would not let anyone destroy it—not even his own stepson.Norman Samanta, the son of his wife, Maria, had just started working at his company. Adam had no objections to it. In fact, he thought Norman could learn a lot from him. However, in just a few days, the young man had already caused chaos.On his first day, Norman arrived in an expensive suit with an arrogant attitude, as if he owned the company. The employees looked at him with a mix of respect and apprehension, but Norman enjoyed the attention."Today, I want you to change the meeting schedule. I want to meet all the division heads now," he ordered.Adam’s secretary, a woman in her forties named Livia, looked at him calmly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Norman, but the meeting schedule has been set by Mr. A

Arkanza stood tall in the middle of the archery field, his hand still gripping the bow tightly, now in a ready position. The cool evening breeze brushed against his face, blending with the soft whisper of the wind, merging with the silence of the empty archery club. There was no one else there but him—just like usual.His focus was locked onto the target board across the field. Slowly, he pulled the bowstring back, feeling the tension in his muscles as he prepared to release the arrow. But before he could take the shot, the sound of a phone notification broke his concentration.Arkanza exhaled softly, lowering his bow. With a smooth motion, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and opened the newly received email. The moment he saw the sender’s name, a faint smile appeared on his lips.This was the email he had been waiting for.An Inevitable FailureHis eyes swiftly scanned through the lines of text sent by his subordinate. The report contained the latest update about Norman—his st

In an exclusive room accessible only to a select group, Milan stared at his phone screen with widened eyes. A new photo had just appeared in the elite student bodyguard group's private chat, and the sight of it made his blood boil.In the photo, a man he recognized all too well—Arkanza. Although the lighting and the camera angle seemed suspicious, Milan knew for certain that this was a fabricated image.Without a second thought, he rose from his seat and rushed out. He had to find Albert immediately.Albert was in his office, reviewing daily reports from the other bodyguards. When the door suddenly swung open without warning, he looked up with a furrowed brow.Milan stood at the doorway, urgency written all over his face."We have a problem," Milan stated firmly.Albert immediately set his documents aside and gestured for Milan to enter."What kind of problem?" he asked.Milan tossed his phone onto the desk, displaying the photo circulating in the bodyguard group. Albert narrowed his

The atmosphere in the Smith family residence felt more tense than usual. In the spacious and luxurious living room, Norman and Amber sat with anxious expressions. Their faces showed clear displeasure, as if their world had just crumbled in an instant."I really can't believe this," Norman muttered, his hands clenched on his lap. "How could he do something like this?!"Amber, sitting beside him, let out a long sigh. "Do you think I'm not embarrassed? Everyone on campus must have seen it! I can't even walk without hearing their whispers!"Maria, who stood near the fireplace with a cup of tea in her hand, frowned. She had tried to change the subject, hoping her children wouldn’t dwell too much on this scandal. But they were too angry to ignore it.On the other side of the room, Adam Smith, the man who had always been the undeniable head of the family, observed them with a scrutinizing gaze."What are you arguing about?" he asked, his voice deep and heavy.Norman and Amber exchanged glanc

The dim light from the laptop screen illuminated Adam’s weary face. In front of him, a photograph that had turned his mind into chaos since it first spread across the media was displayed. He stared intently at the image on the screen—Arkanza, the son he had protected with all his heart, caught in the wrong environment.His hands clenched into fists on the desk, his jaw tightened. How could this happen? How could his child, whom he had shielded from all evil, now be dragged into something so disgraceful?Adam took a deep breath and reached for the glass of wine beside his laptop. He sipped it slowly, hoping the alcohol would ease the tension crushing his chest. This wasn’t the first time he felt stressed, but it was the first time he felt like everything he had built over the years was starting to collapse.At home, he had to deal with Maria, who always demanded more of his attention. At work, the pressure kept piling up. And now, news about Arkanza had spread widely, destroying the im