Arthur paced back and forth in his spacious office, the weight of his growing frustration bearing down on him. Samuel’s public image was steadily rising, while Arthur’s seemed to be slipping further out of his grasp. Every time he thought he had a grip on the situation, something else came up. Samuel’s kindness, his so-called “generosity,” had the public eating out of the palm of his hand. No matter what Arthur tried, Samuel remained untouchable."How did he manage to do this?" Arthur muttered under his breath, clenching his fists. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the large glass window, looking out at the city skyline. “I have to stop this before it gets any worse.”Arthur snapped his fingers, calling his assistant into the room. She stepped in quickly, her heels clicking on the marble floor.“Get me a contact for the young woman who appeared on the live stream with Samuel,” he ordered, his voice sharp. “You know the one—the one with the looks. She’s already somewhat known, and we c

Joey paced nervously in the small waiting area of the police station, his thoughts spiraling out of control. Samuel had paid his bail, sure, but now the real problem was looming. He had nowhere to go. The moment his fiancée, Lisa, had seized his wealth and frozen his assets, Samuel had lost his financial security. Even though the bail had been handled, there was still the looming uncertainty of what came next. What was Samuel supposed to do now?"Man, this is bad," Joey muttered under his breath. "This is really bad. Where the hell is he gonna go now?"He glanced over at the cell where Samuel had been held. The man had been through so much already, and now, on top of everything, he was facing an uncertain future. Lisa had stripped him of everything, leaving him to fend for himself. Joey couldn't believe she would go this far, but then again, he had seen firsthand just how ruthless she could be when it came to power.Joey was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even hear the sound o

Madeline squinted as she caught sight of a sleek luxury car gliding up the winding road toward the most exclusive villa in the city. The tinted windows made it difficult to see inside, but something about the silhouette in the backseat sent a chill down her spine.“Arthur,” she murmured, grabbing his arm. “That car… I think Samuel is in it.”Arthur, who had been admiring the nearby villas with smug satisfaction, barely spared it a glance. He scoffed. “Madeline, don’t be ridiculous. Samuel is ruined. There’s no way he’d have access to a car like that, let alone be heading toward that villa.”Madeline, however, wasn’t convinced. Her nails dug slightly into Arthur’s sleeve as she continued watching the car disappear behind the grand iron gates of the estate at the top of the hill. “I know what I saw,” she insisted. “What if he really is staying there?”Arthur rolled his eyes. “And how would that be possible? The man doesn’t even have a bank account he can access. His assets are frozen, h

Joey paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, his thoughts swirling like a storm. The last few weeks had been a whirlwind, filled with legal battles, political scheming, and threats lurking around every corner. Samuel, the man who had once been a feared figure, was now trapped in a prison cell. And despite his best efforts, Joey couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation bearing down on him.He knew Samuel’s bail had been set at an astronomical $700 million, a sum so large that it felt almost impossible to imagine. But even more perplexing was the fact that Lisa and Arthur had done everything in their power to keep Samuel locked up, and they weren’t going to let him go easily. They had connections, influence, and money. Samuel’s release would be nothing short of a miracle.But then came the unexpected. A figure had appeared in the midst of the chaos, a woman who had already managed to shake up the situation. FL2, the mysterious woman with an even more mysterious past, had d

Joey sat at his desk, staring at the stack of paperwork in front of him, though his mind was far away. The prison release had been surreal. One minute, Samuel was in a high-security cell, and the next, he was walking out as though the past few months hadn’t happened at all. There was no public outcry, no protests—just Samuel, free, greeted by a crowd of supporters who seemed more like admirers, and Joey couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.Everything had been so calculated, so smooth. Samuel had always been a man of influence, but this—this was something else. It wasn’t just his usual circle. Joey had seen the figures standing in the crowd: political figures, wealthy elites, even a few people he recognized from business circles. Samuel’s release didn’t just symbolize his freedom; it symbolized something much bigger, something Joey couldn’t see yet.And that bothered him.“Hey,” a voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to see Sarah, or FL2 as everyone called her, st