Celeste sat quietly in the passenger seat, letting the soft hum of the car engine fill the silence between them. Her mind was spinning with questions she didn’t dare ask. Three years of marriage, yet she was only now realizing how little she actually knew about her husband. It felt like she had been living a lie.“Take me home and return this rented car immediately!” Celeste’s voice was cold, reflecting the anger boiling inside her. She had no idea how many secrets Damien had been keeping from her.Damien remained calm, his hands steady on the steering wheel. “We’ll go home after we stop by somewhere first.”Celeste let out a frustrated sigh. “Again?” she groaned, still anxious after the shocking events at the restaurant earlier. But she chose to stay quiet and just watch where Damien was taking her this time.The car pulled up in front of a high-end boutique, its logo instantly recognizable. It was a luxury bag store, a favorite among socialites and the wives of big-shot businessmen.

Lawrence Lincoln sat in his office, staring at the vast night sky outside the window of his penthouse at Xoldex Tower. He hadn’t been able to sleep for nights, haunted by one shocking truth—Damien Harlow was the real boss.All this time, he had believed Victor Carlisle was the one in charge, the man who gave orders without question. But now, he realized Victor was just a pawn in a much bigger game. The thought of how close he had been to someone so powerful sent chills down his spine.Lawrence took a deep breath before calling Victor. The man needed to be updated.“Mr. Carlisle, I’ve carried out all your orders as instructed,” Lawrence said, keeping his voice steady despite his unease.Victor was silent for a moment before responding in a calm yet commanding tone. “Good. Make sure your people don’t screw up. I’m currently on a business trip, but I’ll be back in Viremontis soon.”That made Lawrence pause. Victor was coming to Viremontis? That could only mean one thing—something big was

Eleanor took a deep breath in front of her bedroom mirror. The elegant light blue dress hugged her figure perfectly, paired with sparkling jewelry and an expensive handbag hanging from her arm. Everything looked perfect. But deep inside, she was restless.She stared at her reflection with doubt, then slowly started removing each piece of jewelry she was wearing. That’s when George, her husband, walked into the room. He looked at her with warmth in his eyes."Why are you taking them off? You look beautiful," George asked gently.Eleanor gave him a small smile and lowered her gaze. "I feel embarrassed. What if my friends find out all of this is fake? I already told Celeste to return these things, but she’s stubborn and left them in my room anyway."George stepped closer, his expression turning sad. "I’m sorry, Eleanor. If I hadn’t failed and gone bankrupt, you wouldn’t have to deal with this. I should’ve been able to provide the best for you."Eleanor looked at him with sincerity. "Don’

Two security guards immediately blocked his way, gripping his wheelchair tightly. But with barely any effort, Damien effortlessly knocked both men down using only the sheer strength of his arms. Celeste was stunned—despite being in a wheelchair, Damien was incredibly strong."You!" the manager shouted in fear. "Not only is your family a bunch of thieves, but you also dare to attack us? The police will be here soon to arrest you!" he threatened.But Damien ignored the threat. Instead, he grabbed the terrified manager and forced him to kneel before him. "Thief?" Damien glanced at the diamond necklace lying on the table. "That necklace was a gift from me! Why are you accusing my mother-in-law of stealing it?"Hearing this, the mayor's wife, who was also in the room, scoffed. "Wow... a poor man with a big mouth! Do you even know how much this necklace costs?" she sneered. "Like hell you could afford something like this!"Damien wasn’t fazed by her

Lately, Celeste rarely had breakfast at home. Ever since the Novatek project was approved, her workload had skyrocketed. She was now in charge of overseeing the construction of Novatek's new office, which was completely separate from the Stratton building, as per the agreement between Xoldex and Novatek. But for some reason, there were always obstacles during construction.The construction site was located on the outskirts of the city. Celeste wanted an environmentally friendly office that blended with nature, while still incorporating cutting-edge technology at its core."Let me drive you there," Damien said, handing Celeste a packed lunch.Celeste took it but refused the ride. Damien was worried about what happened yesterday repeating itself—when two guys on motorcycles attacked the taxi Celeste was in."No need. I'll take a taxi. If you drive me, it'll be a waste of money on another cab ride later," Celeste reasoned.But Damien could see the une