Victoria Wong sat in the corner of the restaurant, sipping on a cocktail while she tried to convince her old associates to work with her again. She kept hearing the same words.“I’m not sure this is the right time.”“Deal with your current problem and then get back to us.”“I’ll have my assistant give you a call soon.”She had been there for hours, speaking to different people and she still got the same damn replies when she asked them to go back into business with her. Now, she sat across from her long time friend, Marissa Devon, smiling incessantly, knowing fully well that Marissa would never do anything business wise without being wooed and cosied up to first.“You know, I do have another business venture coming up. Of course, one where my name would not be involved.” She brought up, dropping her glass on the table.“Oh, so like an anonymous kind of business. Like you still own it but no one knows that it’s you?” Marissa asked, somewhat intrigued. “Yes, exactly. A ghost venture. I

Just as Sarah had reminded Marcus, the date for Victoria’s father, Richard had arrived. The courthouse steps were crowded with reporters, their cameras flashing like strobe lights as Marcus made his way inside. He kept his expression neutral, ignoring their shouted questions about Victoria's latest interview – the one where she'd tearfully described him as a "manipulative man who would do anything for power.". They also shot questions at him, asking him of his involvement in the case as a potential witness. He didn’t answer any of them but he made a point to clear all that later. Inside the courtroom, Richard Wong sat at the defendant's table, somehow managing to look both dignified and victimized in his perfectly tailored suit. Their eyes met briefly, and Marcus saw nothing but cold contempt in the older man's gaze. Good. Let him be angry. Angry people made mistakes. Marcus sat in the pews as one of the audience. He turned his head only to be met with Victoria and Eleanor glaring at

“This is everything I found," Lori said, spreading files across Marcus' desk in his study with practiced efficiency. "Ray Alvarez, forty-two years old. Stage four lung cancer. His treatment costs are being covered by an offshore account that I traced back to a shell company owned by – guess who?"Marcus leaned forward, examining the documents, his ear perking up at what Lori was telling him."Victoria.""Exactly. But, the payments aren’t going through like they normally did. Anyway, he's got a daughter in college, massive medical debt despite Victoria's contributions, and..." Lori pulled out another document, "three previous arrests for violent crimes, all mysteriously dropped after intervention from high-priced lawyers he shouldn't have been able to afford."Marcus absorbed the information, already formulating his plan."And you're sure about the cancer diagnosis?""Terminal. His latest scans show the cancer has spread to his liver. Doctors give him two months, tops." Lori's voice so

Marcus and Zhang managed to copy the recording on several devices before Zhang went away for the day with his own copy. With the recordings now divided and safe, Marcus was ready to find some other ways to bring Victoria down and as he sat in his bedroom, nursing a glass of bourbon, he came up with something he didn’t believe he didn’t think of before. The damn video footage from the police station. They had checked it earlier and noticed that it was corrupted but there was one thing that Marcus forgot. He had a genius hacker working for him and he was sure that she would be able to revive the lost footage somehow. Unfortunately, it slipped his mind at the moment and he couldn’t help but berate himself in his bed. He dropped his glass and picked up his phone from his night stand, sending a text to Zhang as quickly as he could telling the man that he would be at the station first thing the next day to speak about something important. Obviously Zhang didn’t reply since it was three in

Victoria Wong adjusted her Hermès silk blouse, checking her reflection one final time before starting her Instagram live stream. Her office at Wong Enterprises, her other company, was the perfect backdrop – floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, modern art pieces worth millions adorning the walls, fresh flowers arranged just so on her desk. Luckily enough for her, Marcus hadn’t taken that company from her. Hence, how she managed to still conduct some business even though Wong Enterprises was little compared to Wong Facilities."Hello darlings," she purred into the camera, watching the viewer count climb. "I know there have been some... unfortunate rumors circulating lately. I wanted to address them personally."She glanced at the comments flooding in, a slight smirk playing at her lips."Yes, there have been some legal complications and my false arrest of course. But I assure you, everything will be settled soon. Wong Enterprises remains stronger than ever." She leaned closer