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Vincenzo grinned with satisfaction as he stared at the forged signature of Raymond carved on his grandfather’s will.“Finally, I’ve taken full control of Grandpa’s fortune! No one can stop me now, not even that damn Raymond!”The man who had helped him forge the signature gave him a smug smile. “My job here is done. Congratulations on your success, Boss.”“You deserve a bonus for this. Hold on a sec.” Vincenzo signaled with a flick of his finger. Three men in black suits, wearing Bluetooth earpieces, walked in carrying three suitcases filled with cash.“Pleasure doing business with you,” Vincenzo said, still grinning.After the man left, Vincenzo called his assistant, Vivien.“Tomorrow, I want you to arrange a grand inauguration ceremony. Make sure you invite all the media, the top business families, and the biggest celebrities. They all need to witness the moment I’m officially named the heir of Morris Corp and crowned the richest man in the world!” He chuckled arrogantly, taking a l
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Vincenzo growled in fury, but he didn’t dare go against Mateo. He was terrified the man would spill his secrets.“Damn it! This is such a mess!”“What are you still standing there for?” one of the guests sneered. “Get lost! You don’t belong here!”Laughter erupted.Vincenzo’s fists clenched tightly. In his entire life, he’d never been humiliated like this.“No! This is a lie! You bastards!”THUD!Mateo stumbled back as Vincenzo’s fist slammed into his face.“You bastard! How dare you lay a hand on my master!”Four of Mateo’s bodyguards instantly retaliated, beating Vincenzo to the ground. Female guests screamed in terror, while the men stood frozen, tension stiffening their jaws.No one dared intervene—not when it came to the rightful heir of Morris Corp.“What the hell are you all doing?! Help me!” Vincenzo roared at his own men, who stood rooted in fear.The head bodyguard looked down at him coldly, unaffected by his bruises. “If you’re not the heir to Morris Corp, then you’re just
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The more Alexis was challenged, the more determined he became to slap the truth in everyone's face—that he could buy every watch in this store if he wanted to.He strode toward the counter with confidence, but Vivien quickly grabbed his arm. “Alexis, please. If you do this, Selina will make it go viral. She loves spreading rumors, real or not. And if that happens, it won’t take long for the mafia to figure out who you are.”“But—”“I’m begging you, don’t let my father’s sacrifice, or mine, be in vain.” Her voice trembled as her eyes glistened with tears.Alexis let out a heavy sigh. He could never stand seeing her like this.“Alright… whatever you want,” he relented.Vivien bowed deeply to everyone around them. “We apologize for the unnecessary scene. We’re leaving now.”Just as they stepped toward the door, an alarm blared.They froze.Selina smirked silently. Her plan had worked.“Just like I said—she’s a thief.”“How dare you! Security!”The guards rushed over and searched Vivien’s
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Alexis cast a sidelong glance at Vivien, who kept admiring the watch Aaron had given her, an irritated look flickering across his face. It only got worse when she couldn’t stop smiling at it.“I want to buy that watch,” Alexis said coolly, snapping Vivien out of her thoughts.“I’m sorry, Young Master… what do you mean?”“I’ll give you something far better—more elegant, more expensive. But in return, you’ll have to give that watch to your friend as a birthday gift. We don’t have time to shop for another one.”Vivien paused, clearly considering it.“Well?” Alexis asked, his tone soft but firm.“Alright.” Vivien smiled, unable to defy her boss’s order.Alexis felt a small surge of satisfaction. He didn’t like the idea of Aaron using that watch to get close to Vivien—or to impress her. As a man himself, he could see through Aaron’s little game.Half an hour later, they arrived at one of the trendiest cafés in town, popular among the younger crowd.“Didn’t you say your friend was throwing
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"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
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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
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“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
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"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
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Alexis cast a sidelong glance at Vivien, who kept admiring the watch Aaron had given her, an irritated look flickering across his face. It only got worse when she couldn’t stop smiling at it.“I want to buy that watch,” Alexis said coolly, snapping Vivien out of her thoughts.“I’m sorry, Young Master… what do you mean?”“I’ll give you something far better—more elegant, more expensive. But in return, you’ll have to give that watch to your friend as a birthday gift. We don’t have time to shop for another one.”Vivien paused, clearly considering it.“Well?” Alexis asked, his tone soft but firm.“Alright.” Vivien smiled, unable to defy her boss’s order.Alexis felt a small surge of satisfaction. He didn’t like the idea of Aaron using that watch to get close to Vivien—or to impress her. As a man himself, he could see through Aaron’s little game.Half an hour later, they arrived at one of the trendiest cafés in town, popular among the younger crowd.“Didn’t you say your friend was throwing
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The more Alexis was challenged, the more determined he became to slap the truth in everyone's face—that he could buy every watch in this store if he wanted to.He strode toward the counter with confidence, but Vivien quickly grabbed his arm. “Alexis, please. If you do this, Selina will make it go viral. She loves spreading rumors, real or not. And if that happens, it won’t take long for the mafia to figure out who you are.”“But—”“I’m begging you, don’t let my father’s sacrifice, or mine, be in vain.” Her voice trembled as her eyes glistened with tears.Alexis let out a heavy sigh. He could never stand seeing her like this.“Alright… whatever you want,” he relented.Vivien bowed deeply to everyone around them. “We apologize for the unnecessary scene. We’re leaving now.”Just as they stepped toward the door, an alarm blared.They froze.Selina smirked silently. Her plan had worked.“Just like I said—she’s a thief.”“How dare you! Security!”The guards rushed over and searched Vivien’s
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Vincenzo growled in fury, but he didn’t dare go against Mateo. He was terrified the man would spill his secrets.“Damn it! This is such a mess!”“What are you still standing there for?” one of the guests sneered. “Get lost! You don’t belong here!”Laughter erupted.Vincenzo’s fists clenched tightly. In his entire life, he’d never been humiliated like this.“No! This is a lie! You bastards!”THUD!Mateo stumbled back as Vincenzo’s fist slammed into his face.“You bastard! How dare you lay a hand on my master!”Four of Mateo’s bodyguards instantly retaliated, beating Vincenzo to the ground. Female guests screamed in terror, while the men stood frozen, tension stiffening their jaws.No one dared intervene—not when it came to the rightful heir of Morris Corp.“What the hell are you all doing?! Help me!” Vincenzo roared at his own men, who stood rooted in fear.The head bodyguard looked down at him coldly, unaffected by his bruises. “If you’re not the heir to Morris Corp, then you’re just
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Vincenzo grinned with satisfaction as he stared at the forged signature of Raymond carved on his grandfather’s will.“Finally, I’ve taken full control of Grandpa’s fortune! No one can stop me now, not even that damn Raymond!”The man who had helped him forge the signature gave him a smug smile. “My job here is done. Congratulations on your success, Boss.”“You deserve a bonus for this. Hold on a sec.” Vincenzo signaled with a flick of his finger. Three men in black suits, wearing Bluetooth earpieces, walked in carrying three suitcases filled with cash.“Pleasure doing business with you,” Vincenzo said, still grinning.After the man left, Vincenzo called his assistant, Vivien.“Tomorrow, I want you to arrange a grand inauguration ceremony. Make sure you invite all the media, the top business families, and the biggest celebrities. They all need to witness the moment I’m officially named the heir of Morris Corp and crowned the richest man in the world!” He chuckled arrogantly, taking a l
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Vivien’s pupils trembled as she read the message that had just popped up on her phone. “What’s wrong, Vivien?” Alexis asked again, concern evident in his voice. He was baffled by his assistant’s shocked and fearful expression. When Vivien remained frozen, refusing to answer, Alexis took the phone from her hand. His brows furrowed as he read the message. [If you fail to find out who Marie’s partnership is, I’ll fire you! I swear your father will pay for your mistakes!] “Bastard!” Alexis cursed, his body shaking with rage. “How dare he threaten you by using Raymond!” “W-what should I do, Young Master?” Vivien’s voice wavered, thick with fear and sorrow, though she tried to remain strong. “I can’t let Vincenzo hurt my father. But if I get fired, your plan will fall apart. I also can’t reveal your identity.” Tears welled up in her eyes. “You don’t have to worry. He won’t get away with this. If he dares to touch you or your father, I’ll cut off his damn head!” Alexis vowed. *
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“Why did you call me, huh? I’m busy,” Vincenzo snapped, irritation lacing his voice. His sharp gaze locked onto the officer sitting across from him. His pride felt trampled—someone like him being treated like a lowly criminal. “My team and I are investigating the shooter who targeted Mr. Raymond,” the officer replied calmly, unfazed by the tension thickening in the room. “So why call me? Are you suspecting me?” Vincenzo scoffed, his jaw tightening. “No. We just need your statement since you were the last person to communicate with him.” Vincenzo’s eyes narrowed. He rose from his seat, his piercing stare capable of unsettling even the toughest of men. “I don’t have time for this nonsense! You’re wasting my time! Are you tired of living, huh?!” The officer stiffened slightly, sensing the sheer menace radiating from Vincenzo. THUD!As he turned away, his steps halted. His phone vibrated in his pocket. The name "Zelle" flashed on the screen. “Hello—” “W-Where are you?”
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Two Hours Earlier. “I want to reserve the VIP restaurant and a hotel room for tonight,” Alexis said with an authoritative tone. “I’m sorry, Sir, but the restaurant has already been booked by Zelle Cornell for this evening.” “Zelle?” Alexis’s jaw tightened at the mention of that name. His annoyance deepened as he recalled their earlier treatment of him. “Cancel it,” Alexis demanded, his voice cold and sharp. “I’ll pay triple the price.” The receptionist hesitated. “Did you hear me?” Alexis asked, lowering his voice but amplifying the threat. “I’m sorry, Sir. I don’t know who you are, but Zelle Cornell is the fiancée of Vincenzo, the wealthiest man in the USA. We cannot cancel her reservation. Furthermore, Mega Corp is one of Morris Corp’s key partners.” Alexis clenched his fists. The irony was suffocating. He was the rightful heir to Morris Corp but couldn’t openly enjoy or claim his position. “I am the *true* heir to Morris Corp!” Alexis snapped without think
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Alexis parked his old motorbike in front of the Mega Hotel gate and approached the doorman. He frowned as he noticed the flood of guests arriving in luxurious cars of various brands, dressed in tuxedos and expensive dresses. "Is there an event happening?" Alexis guessed. Fortunately, he decided to disguise himself as a pizza deliveryman—just in case the killer was lurking nearby without his knowledge. "Sorry, you're not allowed in," the security guard blocked him. "I don't have time for this. I need to deliver this pizza while it's still hot." "Stop pretending to be busy. Beggars aren’t allowed here." "Beggars?" Alexis was slightly offended, but he held back, refusing to respond in public. Instead, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and made a call. "Alexis?" Alexis was startled and turned toward the owner of the voice. "What are you doing here?" His face darkened as he saw a blonde-haired woman and a man walking toward him, hand in hand, looking perfectly
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Alexis placed two cups in front of Vincenzo and Zelle, who were shamelessly indulging in their affection. He tried to stay calm, even though his heart shattered every time they flaunted their romance right in front of him. Alexis couldn’t shake off the pain etched deep in his heart from Zelle’s betrayal, even though their relationship had ended long ago. 'Enjoy your happiness while it lasts, because soon it will all be over,' Alexis thought, averting his gaze as he turned to leave the room. “Who told you to leave?” Vincenzo suddenly barked. “What else do you want, Mr. Vincenzo?” Alexis forced a polite smile, masking the fury bubbling within him. “Kneel,” Vincenzo commanded without a shred of emotion. Alexis froze, a deep frown forming on his face. “Hurry up and do it!” Vincenzo snapped, his tone dripping with intimidation. Despite his confusion, Alexis obeyed. He knelt, allowing his pride to be trampled upon for the sake of his plan. “Now put this on.” Vincenzo tosse
