Valeria barely had time to enjoy her victory before another storm hit.She had expected Hudson and Marcellus to retreat and lick their wounds, but she underestimated their desperation.Because just two hours after the board finalised her presidency, chaos erupted.And this time, it was worse."Solano Enterprises Accused of Corruption!""Newly Appointed President, Valeria Solano, Under Investigation!""Illegal Fund Transfers Linked to Solano Enterprises – Is This the End?"Headlines exploded across every media platform.Reporters swarmed outside the Solano headquarters like vultures, camera flashes blinding the entrance.Inside the boardroom, voices clashed like a battlefield."THIS is why we didn't want her as president!"One board member hissed."These accusations are baseless!"Another defended."But the evidence is all over the news—""Fabricated evidence!" Valeria snapped.Her fists clenched under the heavy stares of the board members.Her name, reputation, and leadership were bei

Valeria couldn’t stop smiling.Hudson looked ready to explode, but he couldn’t do anything.Not when the entire board had turned against him.Raphael had just given her the ultimate weapon—a secured vote that cemented her position as president.Hudson, for all his arrogance, had lost.But Valeria wasn’t stupid.This wasn’t over.And neither was Javier’s battle.She turned her head slightly, glancing at him.He was calm, composed, and unreadable.As always.Even after being publicly recognised as the heir to the Everhart Conglomerate—after years of living as a so-called "nobody"—he had barely reacted.Not even a twitch of emotion.If anything, he looked… bored.Valeria found herself smirking.Javier was impossible.And yet, he was hers.***The meeting adjourned, and the board members filed out, still whispering about Javier Everhart’s real identity.Hudson and Marcellus remained behind.Predictable.“Congratulations, sweetheart.”Hudson’s voice was drenched in sarcasm as he approached

Valeria sat at the head of the long glass conference table, the weight of her position pressing down on her shoulders—but not in the way she had expected.She had fought for this.Earned it.Yet here she was, being questioned. Mocked.By none other than Marcellus.He stood across from her, his arms crossed, his expression twisted in condescension.“This is a joke.” His voice, thick with disdain, filled the room. “You? Running this company? This position was never meant for you, Valeria.”She didn’t flinch.Marcellus smirked. “It should have gone to my father. Hudson. The rightful heir. Not some little girl playing CEO.”The words dripped with venom, each syllable meant to wound.But Valeria?She was unshakable.She leaned back in her chair, eyes sharp, voice steady. “And yet, here I am. Sitting in this chair. Giving the orders. While you?” She tilted her head. “Still just running your mouth.”Marcellus’ smirk faltered for a fraction of a second.The employees in the room stiffened.Th

The tension in the conference room lingered like a storm cloud, thick and crackling with unspoken words and unrestrained fury.Valeria Solano walked out with purpose, heels clicking sharply against the marble floor, every step declaring authority.Javier Everhart followed closely, his smirk never faltering.The murmurs behind them were a mixture of shock and awe.No one had expected her to dismantle Marcellus so effortlessly.But the battle was far from over.Just as they reached the elevator, a voice called out, sharp and laced with barely concealed rage.“Valeria.”She halted but did not turn immediately.Instead, she took a measured breath before slowly pivoting to face the man whose ego she had just shattered.Marcellus stood in the hallway, fists clenched, face dark with humiliation.Beside him, César Fontaine looked equally furious, his usual composed expression contorted in disbelief.Valeria arched her brow. "Yes?"Marcellus took a step forward, lowering his voice, though the

The room buzzed with anticipation, and the air was thick with tension as Valeria smiled practicedly at the reporters.She was composed, exuding confidence, but Marcellus’s smirk never wavered.He had set a trap, and she was about to realise just how deep it went.“Miss Solano,” a reporter began, shoving a microphone in her face. “What do you have to say about the allegations that you engaged in corporate espionage to secure the Fontaine Industries contract?”The question hit like a gunshot.Murmurs rippled through the crowd as cameras flashed.Valeria’s smile didn’t falter, but a flicker of uncertainty crossed her gaze.“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she responded smoothly. “Fontaine Industries made a strategic decision based on value, not deceit.”Another reporter stepped forward. “Then how do you explain these?”He held up a tablet, displaying confidential Fontaine documents—ones that had allegedly been leaked from Valeria’s office.Her signature was forged at the botto