"Stop it, please, I'm just here because I should," Ava said quietly. "Stop? Oh, I don’t think so, Ava. You brought this on yourself." Amelia stepped forward again, her face inches from Ava’s. "You’re a slut who can’t keep your legs closed. You’ve stained every role you’ve ever touched. I’m surprise
The crowd started whispering. "Exactly," someone else added. "She’s just as bad as he is. Bad character attracts bad company." "Have you seen her career lately?" another person asked. "It’s no surprise she’s fallen so low. Associating with people like Xander? It’s bound to end in scandal." "Sh
Mr. Ferdinand, Julian's father, was a powerful figure in the city, controlling numerous institutions and companies. He was highly influential, with strong connections to both politicians and the military, allowing him to control many aspects of the city's affairs. There were even rumors that he rule
"Oh no!" Bryan shouted as he rushed to her. Before she could fall, he caught her mid-air. "Are... are you okay, Ava? No... no?" he stammered, his voice breaking as tears welled up in his eyes. Julian and Mr. Ferdinand stood frozen, a flash of fear crossing their faces at what they had done. Mr
Commander Lee and Bryan left in the helicopter, leaving Mr. Ferdinand and his son behind with their useless gang. Soon, their names wouldn’t be listed among the city's wealthiest—it would be the exact opposite. After Commander Lee arrived at his house with Bryan, he led him inside so they could tal
Bryan was confused as Mrs. James stood firm, insisting he wasn’t worthy to enter the room since he hadn’t paid for anything. Frustrated, Bryan excused himself and called Liana. “Sir, I’ve made the payment. Let me send you the receipt,” Liana said before forwarding it to him. Bryan, now fuming, s
Bryan’s face tightened at Diana’s heartbreaking words. Before he could respond, the arrogant girl turned to her mother, her voice dripping with mockery. “Mom, that’s her dad. He’s just surviving off the extended family!” The mother’s smirk widened. Crossing her arms, she glared at Bryan. “Well, is
Bryan was stunned by Amelia’s speculations. The weight of guilt settled over him—perhaps he had pushed her too hard in his quest for revenge. He turned to the doctor, telling him, “I’ll cover the expenses, but don’t tell her it was me. Just say someone helped.” The doctor nodded. “Of course. She’l