"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
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
"Where's my tuxedo, damn it?!" a man with an arrogant face shouted furiously in his room. His voice boomed loudly, echoing beyond the room. Alexis stumbled forward, clutching a cane to guide his steps as he was blind. Approaching the man, who was around 55 years old, Alexis handed over the tuxedo. "Here's your tuxedo, Mr. Howard Cornell," Alexis said, his blonde hair catching the faint light, holding the neatly hung tuxedo out. "You're so slow!" Howard snatched it roughly, glanced at it, then threw it back at Alexis' face. "You idiot! This isn't the navy tuxedo I told you to clean, damn it! I told you to clean the black one!" Alexis trembled. "I-I'm sorry, Dad I'll prepare it—" "You're useless!" Howard shouted, kicking Alexis' cane away, sending it skidding far across the room. He stormed off, leaving Alexis behind in a storm of rage. Alexis took a deep breath, trying to hold back his frustration. He had endured humiliation nearly every moment in this house. He knelt down
Lenora stared at Alexis sharply, hoping he still remembered her threat earlier that morning that she wouldn’t hesitate to throw him out if he revealed his status to Vincenzo. "Why are you asking me that, Mom? I’m Zelle’s husband," Alexis said, trying to stay polite, even though anger boiled inside him. He didn’t mind being treated like a servant by his in-laws, but he couldn’t accept them giving Zelle to another man. Earlier, Lenora had ordered Alexis to hide his marital status from the Morris family, claiming it would help Zelle secure a business contract with Vincenzo. Without much thought, Alexis agreed because he loved Zelle and wanted to support her dreams. However, he never imagined the way they intended to secure the contract was by making Zelle Vincenzo’s lover. The realization broke Alexis’ heart. He had spent so much effort helping Zelle and the Cornell family, only to welcome her affair. "Mom?" Vincenzo repeated, his eyebrows furrowed. "Did I hear that right? Did
“You’ve got to be kidding! There’s no way this bastard inherited all of my father’s wealth!” Howard protested angrily.“But that’s exactly what’s written in the will, Mr. Howard,” Marcus explained politely.“Give it to me!” Howard snatched the will from Marcus roughly and read it thoroughly, his eyes narrowing with disbelief. “FUCK!" Howard threw the paper onto the floor and lunged at his father, grabbing his neck. “How dare you leave everything to this bastard! Have you completely forgotten about your own family?!”“Stop it, Mr. Howard! You’re going to hurt him!” Marcus and a few doctors rushed to pull Howard away from Mr. Carlos. “I don’t care! He deserves to die!” Howard shouted, completely losing control. No one in the Cornell family stepped forward to stop him, their silence felt like approval. Suddenly, the piercing sound of a heart monitor alarm filled the room. Carlos’s body convulsed, and panic erupted.“What’s happening?” Marcus asked, his voice filled with worry, while
"No. I won’t divorce her," Alexis said firmly, making Zilda and Mikaela seethe in anger.Zelle smirked slyly at her aunt and cousin. "You’d better leave before I call security.""No," Zilda refused. "You can’t just kick us out that easily, you tramp." We won’t let you take all of Carlos’s inheritance, Zilda thought bitterly.Zelle glared at her. "How dare you call me that, you bastard!" She lunged at Zilda, but Howard suddenly appeared. "Stop it, Zelle," Howard ordered coldly before turning to Zilda, Mikaela, and the rest of the family. "I need to talk to all of you. Follow me." He walked out, and the others followed, leaving Alexis alone in confusion. "What is it?" Zilda asked sarcastically. "I want us to work together," Howard said, his tone authoritative. "Work together?" "Yes. We’ll convince Alexis to sign the declaration. Then, we’ll split Carlos’s inheritance fairly among us. How does that sound?" Howard explained confidently. Helen and her husband, Adam, exchanged
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
"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