81"Believe what you want. But I have no time for your petty insults and games." He turned to leave, wanting to put distance between himself and these toxic individuals.However, the man, sidestepped with a deliberate grace to block his path, a smug, contemptuous smile playing on his lips. "Leaving
82Darwin took a deep breath to calm himself, though his hands still clenched at his sides. He could feel the eyes of the gathering crowd on them, hear the whispers starting. "You've had your fun, Maxwell," Darwin said in a low voice. "This ends now."Maxwell arched a brow, his lips curling into a
83Maxwell's sneer faltered for a moment, taken aback by the sudden change in Darwin's demeanor. His eyes narrowed, trying to decipher this unexpected defiance. "Oh? And what will you do about it?" he challenged, stepping closer, his own hands balling into fists, as if preparing for a confrontation.
84Some people pulled out their own phones to verify the claim. The laughter died down, replaced by a collective sense of incredulity.Maxwell's sneer faltered, replaced by a look of confusion. He glanced at Darwin's clothes, trying to find some sign of the luxury the woman spoke of. His fists uncle
85The sound echoed through the hall, a stark silence following. Maxwell stood frozen, one hand touching his cheek in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock and humiliation. The crowd gasped, some covering their mouths to hide their reactions, while others whispered fervently among themselves.Henry, h
86The crowd, still processing the swift fall from grace of one of their own, whispered among themselves. "Did you see that? Henry Pennington just threw Maxwell out!""Yeah, and over Darwin Wettin, no less. There must be something special about him for Henry to take such a stand."Henry, sensing the
87It had been a week since the party at the Pennington estate. Darwin hadn't heard from Maxwell Wick since that eventful night. As the CEO of Weston Manufacturing Corp, Darwin had been trying to win back customers that Maxwell had stolen. He was also investigating who the mole was in his company th
88As the car glided through the city streets, Darwin found himself glancing at Lana, who was now humming softly to a song on the radio, her earlier display of vulnerability seemingly vanished. The silence between them was filled with the low hum of the car and the occasional chatter from Lana abou