Albert stood awkwardly in front of Maria, his hands clenched in front of his stomach. His eyes flickered toward the dining table, still filled with untouched dishes."Madam, forgive me," he said hesitantly. "Young Master hasn't touched his food at all."Maria, who was busy tidying up the table, paused for a moment. Her eyes filled with worry as she looked at Albert. "You couldn't persuade him?""He kept refusing," Albert replied. "He wouldn't even touch the tea or bread I brought to his room."Maria let out a deep sigh. "I'll talk to him."With hurried steps, she made her way to Arkanza’s room. She knocked a few times before slowly pushing the door open. Inside, Arkanza sat at his desk, staring blankly at the screen of a computer that wasn't even turned on."You haven't eaten anything," Maria said gently.Arkanza didn’t turn to look at her. "I'm not hungry."Maria stepped closer and placed a hand on his shoulder. "At least eat a little. You need energy.""I said I'm not hungry, Maria,

That night, the blaring sound of music filled the luxurious bar in the city center. Glasses filled with alcohol clinked together amidst the echoing laughter. Neon lights flickered in every corner, creating the perfect atmosphere for the wild party in full swing.Amid the crowd, Norman stood behind the VIP table, surrounded by his equally intoxicated friends. A satisfied smile played on his lips as he casually sipped his drink. To him, tonight was a celebration of victory."Arkanza is finished," he thought. He hadn’t expected that bringing down his stepbrother would be this easy. With just a small trap, Arkanza had lost both his dignity and Adam's trust. Now, he could enjoy his freedom without Arkanza's shadow looming over him.Amber, sitting beside Norman, leaned her head against his shoulder with a sweet smile. “You’re truly brilliant, Norman,” she whispered, her eyes gleaming.Norman chuckled lightly, raising his glass. “Of course. I won’t let that brat step into my territory.”His

Arkanza was still half-conscious when Vikram carefully helped him sit up. His back now rested against the headboard, and although his eyes were still slightly drowsy, the sharpness in his gaze was slowly returning to normal. Barak, sitting at the edge of the bed, watched him intently.Without saying anything, Vikram stepped back, giving them space. However, instead of leaving entirely, he pulled out his phone and raised it to chest level. His fingers swiftly tapped the screen, capturing a photo of Barak sitting beside Arkanza. A faint smile played on his lips before he sent the picture to someone.It didn’t take long before his phone vibrated. The name flashing on the screen was clear: Milan.Vikram answered the call casually while Barak and Arkanza remained engaged in their conversation."Vikram! You’re joking, right? Why is he there?" Milan’s voice rang sharply through the speaker.Vikram chuckled, resisting the urge to hang up immediately. “I just sent you proof, and you’re still a

The crystal chandelier in the dining room shimmered as the afternoon light streamed through the large window on the side of the room. The rich aroma of spiced dishes filled the air, inviting anyone passing by the kitchen to sit at the dining table. Barak had been in the house since morning, letting time pass without any intention of leaving. He leaned back on the living room sofa, occasionally glancing at Arkanza, who still looked weak despite being better than he was earlier that morning. In the corner of the room, Vikram sat calmly, but he occasionally checked his watch as if counting the minutes. Maria, who had just stepped out of the kitchen, clapped her hands gently to get their attention. "Alright, lunch is ready. Everyone, let's go to the dining room." Barak raised an eyebrow briefly before standing up. He had no plans to stay long, but Maria’s invitation sounded more like a command than a request. Besides, his stomach was already starting to feel empty. Vikram walked

The rain was still pouring heavily when Adam finally arrived home. He pulled his car into the garage, turned off the engine, and let out a long sigh before stepping out. The night air was damp, and raindrops carried by the wind splattered against his face as he walked toward the front door.As soon as he entered the house, a warm atmosphere greeted him, a stark contrast to the cold night outside. The soft glow of the chandelier lights illuminated the room, casting faint shadows on the walls.Maria was already waiting for him in the living room, seated in one of the chairs with a cup of tea in her hands. She turned when she heard her husband's footsteps and gave him a small smile. "You're home late," she said, pouring another cup of tea and placing it on the table in front of Adam."The roads were jammed because of the rain," Adam replied briefly as he sat down. He picked up the cup and took a slow sip, savoring the warmth that spread through his body. After a moment, he noticed someth