Norman sat silently in the back of the car, his gaze blankly fixed on the dark road ahead. The silence of the night felt suffocating, as if each passing second carried an unbearable tension. Beside him, Milan and Vikram sat with serious expressions, not uttering a single word. Only the hum of the car engine broke the stillness.“Mr. Norman,” Milan finally broke the silence, his voice cutting through the oppressive atmosphere. “You need to remember one thing—what you saw earlier... never speak of it to anyone.”Norman turned his head, his eyes still filled with confusion and disbelief. What he had witnessed was unimaginable. Even now, his mind struggled to process the reality of being caught in such a situation. Yet, as he observed the grave expressions on Milan and Vikram's faces, he knew this was not the time to ask questions.“What do you mean?” Norman asked softly, his voice trembling slightly. “Why... why must I keep this a secret? What is really happening?”Vikram, seated next to

Arkanza realized there was some truth in their words, but he still felt there was something deeper, something more hidden. "You still haven’t answered my question," he said calmly, though his tone was full of tension. "Why? Why do you feel the need to capture me? What are you afraid of?"One of the men pulled out a gun from inside his jacket, pointing it at Arkanza. "We’re afraid you’ll destroy everything we’ve built," he replied. "We can’t let you keep walking free. You know things that could ruin all of us, Lev Bodgan. And we won’t let that happen."Hearing this, Arkanza smirked slightly, showing no fear. "Destroy you? Stop boasting." He began walking slowly toward them. "What you’re saying is nonsense. I don’t even understand what any of this is about!"The big man raised his hand, signaling his men to get ready. "We’re the ones who know what you’re hiding, Mr. Lev Bodgan. We know about the network you’ve built, the people you control, and we all know you’re no ordinary businessman

Amber crossed her arms, not entirely in agreement but choosing not to respond. Norman simply lowered his head, his thoughts in turmoil.Adam continued, his voice calmer. “We don’t have to love each other like the ideal families in movies. But at the very least, we can try to respect each other. That’s a small request from me.”The atmosphere turned silent again. Amber turned her gaze out the window, while Norman stared at the table. Slowly, Maria reached out and touched Norman’s hand, offering him a gentle smile.“I know this is hard, Norman,” she said softly. “But you’re a good boy. I’m sure you can try.”Norman nodded slightly, though doubt still lingered in his heart.Adam stood, picking up his newspaper. “Now, I don’t want to hear another argument like this. We’re all old enough to resolve things in a better way.”He left the dining table, leaving everyone to their own thoughts.The conversation left an uncomfortable feeling in the air. Maria tried to steer the discussion toward t

The bedroom door opened, and Albert entered, carrying a tray of food in his hands. On the tray were a bowl of hot soup, several pieces of toasted bread, and a glass of fresh orange juice. As always, Albert wore a warm smile."You haven’t eaten anything since this morning," he said as he placed the tray on the bedside table.Arkanza nodded, offering a small smile. "Thank you, Albert. I’ll eat later."Albert glanced around the room briefly, his eyes lingering on Arkanza’s desk, cluttered with various technological devices. However, he didn’t ask any questions. He was used to Arkanza’s reclusive habits and his preference for spending hours in front of his computers or tablet."If you need anything, just call me," Albert said before exiting the room and gently closing the door.As the door clicked shut, Arkanza let out a sigh of relief. He waited a few seconds to ensure Albert was truly gone before reopening his tablet. The folder he had found earlier was still displayed on the screen, an

"Richard, Sylvia," Adam responded in a firmer tone, "I appreciate your concerns. However, we cannot panic and make hasty decisions. I have already instructed the IT team to investigate the security breach. The intruder may have gained access, but I assure you they will not be able to continue their activities. We have protocols in place to block them and close off access to our data as quickly as possible."Despite his confident tone, Adam felt a deep unease within. He knew that the strength of the system they had built could collapse in an instant. If they failed to resolve this issue promptly, not only would the company’s reputation be at stake, but his future as a leader would also hang in the balance.At the other end of the table, a middle-aged man named Thomas, the head of the legal division, crossed his arms and voiced his doubts. "Adam, what if the stolen data is used to undermine our business deals with major clients? What if the intruder has stolen information that could dam