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109As Derek and Grayson stepped into the grand foyer of the estate, the towering silhouette of Victor Hawthorne loomed at the top of the staircase, his gaze piercing. His jaw clenched in visible anger, and the sound of his shoes echoed as he descended each step."Derek," Victor's voice was a low, furious growl. "What were you thinking?" He stopped inches away, eyes cold and unforgiving. "After I specifically warned you."Derek shifted uncomfortably, unable to meet his father’s gaze. "Dad, I—"Before he could finish, Victor’s hand swung across his face, the slap echoing through the hall. The impact sent Derek stumbling back, pain flaring in his already bruised cheek as he crashed against the marble floor. His injured leg throbbed, and his arm pulsed with agony.Victor didn’t flinch, watching his son crumple to the ground with a look of disgust. "Look at you," he sneered. "Injured and pathetic. How do you think you’re going to show up at the party this weekend like this?"Derek struggl
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110Derek limped up the grand staircase, each step a grueling reminder of the injuries throbbing through his leg and arm. Every muscle protested, and by the time he reached his room, he nearly collapsed against the door, shutting it with a frustrated slam.He clenched his jaw, anger bubbling up as he looked down at his bruised knuckles. “Damn you, Allvar,” he spat, punching the wall, barely registering the fresh jolt of pain.“How could he have fought off Hawk’s men?” he muttered, pacing back and forth. “Some nobody coming out of nowhere, embarrassing me like that… humiliating me!”He rubbed his sore shoulder and sat down heavily on the edge of his bed, his mind racing with images of the brawl. Hawk’s men had fallen so easily; Allvar had barely broken a sweat. It didn’t add up.“Unbelievable,” he sneered to the empty room. “Who the hell does he think he is?”A sharp knock interrupted his thoughts. Grimacing, Derek straightened, wincing as his shoulder protested the movement. “What?” h
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111At Waterfall Corporation, Allvar sat in his spacious office, surrounded by a mountain of paperwork. Morning sunlight poured through the tall windows, illuminating his desk, yet his mind was a tempest of thoughts. The previous night’s confrontation with Derek lingered heavily on him, despite his best efforts to push it aside. He had ensured that no one in the office was aware of it—his personal troubles were to remain just that.A gentle knock on the door broke the silence. Allvar looked up, his tense expression softening slightly as Clarabelle stepped in. With her bright smile and warm demeanor, she seemed to bring light into the room, effortlessly lifting some of the weight on his shoulders. She held a neat stack of files and her ever-present notepad.“Good morning, Mr. Falck,” she greeted, her voice cheerful. Her fiery red hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders, perfectly complementing the rich green dress she wore. “I see you’re already hard at work. Didn’t take you for
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112“Look who decided to grace us with his presence,” she drawled, her voice dripping with mockery. “I hope you’re ready to lead us through this disaster, Allvar.”Allvar took a steadying breath. “Let’s focus, shall we?” He gestured for everyone to sit, his voice firm. “We’re here to address the supplier delays affecting our project timeline.”“Maybe if you wore something a bit more professional, we’d take your leadership seriously,” she quipped, leaning back in her chair, crossing her legs with exaggerated nonchalance. “I mean, what is that? Did you lose a bet with your wardrobe?”Allvar clenched his jaw but held his ground. “Or maybe you could contribute something constructive instead of just sniping from the sidelines.”She smirked, clearly enjoying the banter. “Constructive? Is that what you call it when you show up looking like you just rolled out of bed? How can we trust your leadership if you can’t even dress the part?”“Enough,” Allvar interrupted, his tone sharp. “We’re not h
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113The meeting continued, but Allvar felt the tension in his shoulders rising with every mocking comment she threw his way. What had started as mild sarcasm had morphed into something bolder, almost outright disrespectful. Her dismissive tone and relentless jabs tested his patience, and the amused looks from his other team members weren’t helping.“Maybe we should hire a stylist to keep the boss on brand,” she quipped with a smirk, earning scattered chuckles from around the room.“All right,” Allvar said, his voice steady but firm. He was determined to keep his cool. “Let’s keep this focused. This issue isn’t a joke, and we need real solutions.”“Oh, lighten up, 'BOSS,'” she responded, leaning back with an exaggerated sigh and a knowing grin. “If you’d stop taking everything so seriously, maybe we’d actually get somewhere. Or do you need a dress code to help you concentrate?”Allvar gritted his teeth but forced himself to keep a professional tone. “This is serious. We’re here to work
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114She arched a brow, clearly amused by his persistence. "Really? You think that’s going to magically make me… what, respect you more?"Allvar held her gaze steady, his tone unwavering. "Yes, actually. It might remind you that you’re part of a team that deserves your respect. So, your name."She let out a soft, sarcastic laugh, glancing around the room. “Oh, please. This is a room full of professionals, right? Surely, they can handle a little... humor. Or are you the only one allowed to set the tone here, boss?”Allvar’s patience wore thin, and he leaned forward, his gaze sharp. "I said, YOUR NAME."She shrugged, glancing at the team around her with a smug grin. "Pass."His jaw tightened as he forced himself to stay calm. "Pass? Do you think this is a game, Harper?""Maybe it is," she shot back, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Or maybe you’re just taking it all a little too seriously."The room fell silent, the tension now thick enough to cut with a knife as everyone exc
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115Victoria sat there, her face flushed with a mixture of anger and disbelief, still processing the sting of her two-week suspension. It wasn’t just a punishment—it felt like an outright humiliation, and she wasn’t one to take it quietly.Allvar turned back to the agenda, casually resuming as though nothing had happened, his calm demeanor only pouring fuel on her fiery frustration. The rest of the team shifted in their seats, glancing at each other with uneasy expressions, each silently agreeing they wouldn’t dare say a word in Allvar's presence after the display they’d just witnessed.Unable to contain herself any longer, Victoria leaned forward, her voice sharp with defiance. “So, this is how it is now, huh? You hand down punishments like you’re the judge, jury, and executioner, and we’re just supposed to bow down? Is that how respect is earned in your world, Allvar?”Allvar didn’t even look up right away; he let her words hang in the air, his silence speaking volumes. When he fina
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116"You went behind our backs, Miss Harper," Allvar said finally, his tone thick with disdain. "You didn’t just disrespect your team—you betrayed the company."Victoria’s mouth opened, a flicker of disbelief crossing her face. “This… this is absurd! Jacob’s framing me because I—”"Enough," Allvar’s voice cut through her excuses, his words sharp and cold. “I’ve seen enough evidence to warrant an investigation, at the very least.”Her gaze snapped to Jacob, her voice dropping to a furious whisper. “I don’t know what game you’re playing, Jacob, but you’re going to regret this. You think you can pin this on me?”Jacob met her glare, completely unfazed. “The only one who should be worried here is you, Victoria.”A soft gasp broke the tension as Clarabelle, who had been fidgeting nervously beside Allvar, finally found her voice. She looked like she wanted to sink into the floor but spoke up, her voice trembling. “Actually, Mr. Falck… if I may… there’s one more thing.”Allvar’s eyes narrowe
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