A man with a cold, fierce face entered a VIP room at one of the finest restaurants. The atmosphere in the room was already thick with an invisible tension."Finally, you’ve arrived. You made me wait too long," Vincenzo said, his voice low and sharp, as though there was no room for tolerance. He took a deep drag from his cigarette, exhaling the smoke calmly, as if savoring the tension that hung in the air.The room was deliberately dimmed. Only the soft glow of the lights reflected off the glossy black table surface, casting dark shadows around them."I had to secure the situation before coming here," Ernest replied briefly, his tone calculated, as he sat across from Vincenzo with a watchful demeanor."Did you bring what I asked for?" Ernest asked, his voice more of a command than a request."Sure," Vincenzo said, pushing a red folder across the table toward Ernest, as if delivering something of great value. "Here’s the official inheritance letter Raymond created, along with a sample o
"FUCK! Failure again!" The sound of shattering glass echoed as Vincenzo brutally knocked over the table in front of him. His face was flushed with rage. The room, once full of guests, was now silent, leaving only scattered glass shards and the awkward Cornell family.Zelle and her family exchanged glances. Disappointment was veiled behind their fake expressions of concern. They hadn’t been able to exploit Vincenzo’s wealth this time, but pretending to be a caring family was a duty they had to fulfill."Calm down, Vincenzo," Helen stepped forward, trying to salvage the situation. Her thin smile attempted to soothe him. "I'm sure Raymond must have a reason for not showing up."Vincenzo turned sharply, his eyes piercing through Helen. "A reason? Another piece of nonsense like that, I swear, I will destroy anyone who dares to stand in my way!"Everyone’s eyes were on Vincenzo as his fury boiled over. No one dared to oppose him. After taking a heavy breath, he grabbed his coat and left w
“Congratulations, Vincenzo. Soon, you’ll officially become the richest man in the USA,” said a 55-year-old man as he shook Vincenzo’s hand.“Thank you very much,” Vincenzo replied confidently, flashing a smile as he shook hands with each distinguished guest approaching him.Meanwhile, Zelle stood elegantly by his side in a figure-hugging red dress that highlighted her flawless curves. Her poised demeanor and stunning appearance exuded sophistication, solidifying her image as the partner of the future heir to Morris Corp.“She’s incredibly lucky,” one woman whispered to her companion. “Her life will change completely once Vincenzo is officially named the heir.”The elegant atmosphere abruptly shifted as a man entered the room. His commanding presence drew every gaze, and the weight of his steps made a statement.“Who is he?” the guests murmured. Although they were all part of the elite, none seemed to recognize the mysterious man.Vincenzo’s expression darkened instantly. Anger simmere
"Are you sure you’re going to marry Mikaela, young master?" Raymond's voice came through Alexis’s phone. "Yes." Alexis glanced at Mikaela, who was sound asleep on his bed. They were currently staying at Carlos's orphanage—Alexis’s childhood home—since bringing her to his mansion was out of the question. "But she and her family insulted you." Alexis chuckled slyly. "I'm not marrying her without a reason, Raymond. This is all part of my revenge plan." "What’s your plan, Mr. Alexis? Allow me to assist you." "You’ll know soon enou—" "Tsk! You’re so noisy, Alexis," Mikaela grumbled, her voice groggy as she rubbed her eyes. "Who are you talking to, huh?" "I’m applying for a job." "This late at night? Seriously?" "It’s already morning, Miss." Alexis chuckled at her confusion. "Really?" Mikaela’s eyes widened as she pulled back the curtains. "Oh my God! I’m late!" She jumped out of bed and hurried to the door, grabbing her scarf along the way. "Late for what?" Alexis fol
“Get Alexis out,” Raymond ordered.“Are you sure? He’s the suspect the Greyson family reported, Mr. Raymond,” the warden explained politely.“Just follow my orders, or you’ll regret it.” Raymond glared at him.“Y-yes, sir.” With trembling hands, the warden unlocked the cell and released Alexis.“I’m sorry I arrived late, young master.”“No problem.”'Young master?'The two exited the building and got into a car.“What exactly happened, Mr. Alexis? How did you end up in prison?” Raymond asked, still in shock after receiving a call from Alexis’s bodyguard, who had secretly been following him.“It’s all because of Wayne Greyson and his father.” Alexis growled, his voice full of rage. “Wayne framed me and created a scenario that made it look like I assaulted Mikaela. That gave the Cornell family a reason to throw me in jail.”“He’s gone too far.”“Exactly. I want you to cancel the partnership with the Greyson Corp.”“I’ll take care of it right away, young master.”***“How about it, Dad?
Alexis slowly opened his eyes. A sharp, unbearable pain seized his head."Where am I? What happened? Why does my head hurt so much?" Alexis wondered, finding himself lying in an unfamiliar room.He was shocked to find a woman lying next to him, completely naked.“Mikaela?!” Alexis sat up suddenly.“How could she be lying next to me? Did we—” He quickly shook his head. ‘No! There’s no way I slept with her!’Mikaela shifted slightly before waking up to the sound of Alexis's loud exclamation. "You're so noisy, idiot—" she suddenly sat up when she recognized his voice."What the hell are you doing in my room? What did you do to me?!" Mikaela covered her naked body with the blanket."Don't misunderstand! I didn’t rape you! I don’t even remember how we ended up in this room—"SLAP!“Liar!” Mikaela yelled, tears streaming down her face. “Is this how you get your revenge on me?!”“I’m not some bastard!” Alexis defended himself. “I hate you and your family, but I would never use such dirty met
"Alexis? Are you still alive?" "Yeah. As you can see," Alexis replied coldly. Mikaela glanced at Alexis with disgust. The green-eyed man was wearing a black tuxedo that looked cheap. "How did you even get into this upscale nightclub?" "I—" "Oh, I know!" Mikaela cut him off with a mocking laugh. "You must be a waiter here." "Can you stop insulting me?" Alexis snapped back. "Sure, but only if you were a rich man. I'd even be willing to lick your shoes," Mikaela said sarcastically. "Unfortunately, that's never going to happen because you’ll never be rich in your lifetime." Alexis lifted his chin. "What if I can prove you wrong?" Mikaela chuckled. "I’d sooner believe a rooster can lay eggs than believe you’re wealthy." She turned away and started walking toward the entrance. "Why are you following me?" Mikaela protested. "This door is for VIP guests only!" "I'm a VIP guest too." Mikaela burst into laughter. "Are you kidding me?" she mocked. "You need an access card
"YOU BASTARD, RAYMOND!" Vincenzo shouted angrily in Raymond’s office. "How dare you postpone my inauguration as heir's Morris again! Are you tired of living, huh?!""Sorry, Mr. Vincenzo. But Morris Corp is dealing with internal issues. I need to resolve them first—""I don’t care! That’s your problem, not mine! What’s the point of Mr. Simson still paying you all this time, huh?!" Vincenzo cursed."I’ve been waiting for this moment for years, ever since Mr. Simson passed! Now you’re messing it up!""But—""I don’t want to hear it! You have to hold that event next week! Got it?!" Vincenzo had already announced the official ceremony date to the world. If the Cornell family found out it was canceled, he’d be humiliated."Sorry, I still can’t do that," Raymond politely refused. "The earliest would be a month from now. If you don’t agree, I can cancel it at any time," he said with a slight edge of threat."Bastard!" Vincenzo grabbed Raymond’s collar and glared at him. "How dare you threaten
The Cornell family was at the peak of their power, having successfully taken control of Carlos’s wealth. Zelle had become the CEO of Cornell Corp, thanks to her pivotal role in seizing her grandfather's inheritance from Alexis.Zelle stepped out of her Lamborghini and walked gracefully toward the company lobby, surrounded by hundreds of reporters.The reporters swarmed around her like a cluster of ants."Is it true that you and Mr. Vincenzo are getting married in a week?""Is your marriage with Mr. Vincenzo meant to strengthen the partnership between the two conglomerate families?"Zelle flashed a friendly smile at the cameras. "Yes, Vincenzo and I will be getting married soon, right after he is officially named the sole heir of the Morris family.""When will the official ceremony be held? Will you and the Cornell family attend?""Of course!" Zelle smiled confidently. "Because I’m his fiancée.""What’s your response to being named the most powerful couple in the USA?"Zelle chuckled a