A week had passed, and the grand hall of the Diamond Home Hotel was absolutely packed. Some of the city's top businessmen were all there, and not just for a regular meet-up, but for a big event. They were there for one thing: the epic showdown between Charles and Ethan. Charles had personally invited everyone, ensuring that it was going to be a huge spectacle, something no one would forget. His plan? To show off how the Bennett family was about to embarrass themselves in front of the whole city. This wasn’t just about business—it was personal.Naturally, most of the businessmen couldn’t wait to attend. After all, Charles was one of the top names in town. This event was a chance to see if the rumors about him were true—that he was as powerful, successful, and untouchable as the articles claimed.The buzz in the room was palpable, a swarm of whispers and gossip. Some people couldn’t believe that the Bennett family had actually dared challenge Charles. To them, it was nothing short of ri

"Wake up, Charles! It's 8 am!" The loud alarm echoed through the room, jerking Charles awake. With a curse, he slapped the button to stop the noise and rubbed his eyes. He quickly sat up in bed, checking his schedule. His eyes widened when he realized he had to go to Bennett's corporation for the official handover. He still didn’t have the company’s ownership rights, and if he wasn’t careful, the Bennetts might try to run off with it.Just as he was about to head out, a new system notification popped up in front of him. A grin spread across his face. It had been a while since he received a task.“Spend $50 million in 24 hours and earn 2 black card points.”[Funds have been transferred to your bank account.]As expected, his phone beeped with the notification. $50 million had just been deposited into his account. The screen disappeared, and Charles went back to his morning routine, his mind already running through ways to spend the money.After dressing, his chauffeur drove him to Benn

The cold evening air filled Charles’s home as he and Alison sat together, tending to his wounds. The events at the private jet and the tense confrontation at the hotel had left him bruised, both physically and emotionally, but his resolve was stronger than ever. Ice packs and pain medications were quickly applied as they discussed their next move. The silence between them was thick, and it felt like the calm before the storm.Charles, still recovering from the harsh blows earlier in the day, stared out the window. His thoughts were heavy with the weight of the situation. His mind kept replaying the words of the governor, Lawrence, who had been nothing but cruel. The idea that Lawrence would go to such lengths to bring him down was maddening. But Charles wouldn’t back down. Not now.Alison looked at him, concern etched on her face. “Are you sure about this? This could get worse. Lawrence won’t let you get away with it so easily.”Charles met her gaze, his jaw set in determination. “I d

Sophia sat quietly in her elegant living room, a space that once represented the height of her family's success. Now, it felt like nothing more than a painful reminder of everything they had lost. The afternoon sun poured in through the large windows, casting a golden glow across the room. The light danced on the surface of the polished furniture, yet Sophia found no warmth in it. Instead, she felt as if the sunlight was mocking her—shining over a home that had lost its joy.She sat motionless, her fingers lightly gripping the soft fabric of the couch. The silence around her was almost deafening, except for the occasional ticking of the antique clock mounted on the wall.Her gaze drifted towards a framed photograph on the bookshelf across the room. It was a picture of her family—her parents, herself, and the company they had built together. A symbol of their years of dedication, their dreams, and their sacrifices. But now, all of it was gone.She inhaled deeply, her chest rising and f

Charles sat in his dimly lit living room, swirling a glass of deep red wine in his hand. The liquid shimmered under the chandelier’s glow, casting a blood-like reflection against the delicate glass. His mind, however, was far from the elegant surroundings. It was restless, consumed by the cryptic call he had received earlier.Someone wanted him dead.The idea was hardly surprising. Over the years, he had made a great number of enemies—some out of necessity, others because they had simply been in his way. The world he lived in wasn’t one of kindness or mercy. It thrived on power, deception, and control.But who among them dared to make a move now?Ethan? That was a possibility. Their history was riddled with tension and silent battles. He had let Ethan live once for the sake of their so-called legacy, but that didn’t mean the man had forgiven or forgotten. Revenge had a long shelf life in their world.Charles exhaled slowly, his fingers tightening around the glass as he took a measured