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As evening settled in, Sierra stood in front of her mirror, finishing the final touches to her outfit. She had chosen a casual yet stylish look for her dinner with Chris, the mysterious FlibbityBoo. She wore a pair of light blue skinny jeans that hugged her curves perfectly and a simple white blouse tucked in neatly, the fabric soft and flowing. Her sleeves were slightly rolled up, and the top had delicate lace details along the neckline, adding a touch of elegance.Her hair was left loose, cascading down her back in soft waves, and her makeup was minimal but radiant—a light gloss on her lips and a hint of blush on her cheeks. She slipped on a pair of nude flats that complemented her outfit, giving her a relaxed but polished appearance. A small crossbody bag completed the look, slung over her shoulder, carrying just the essentials for the evening.She stepped back from the mirror, giving herself one last look. Her beauty radiated effortlessly, even in such a simple ensemble. She sighe
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The drive was smooth, with the city lights glimmering in the distance. Within twenty five minutes, the car pulled up outside the Grand Oak Restaurant. The driver smiled at her through the rearview mirror. “Here we are, miss. Have a great evening.”“Thank you,” Sierra said, stepping out of the car and taking a deep breath. She adjusted her outfit slightly and walked toward the glowing entrance of the restaurant.A waitress approached her with a welcoming smile. “Good evening, ma’am.” She led Sierra to a cozy table near the window, where the view of the softly lit street outside added a romantic touch to the ambiance.“Please make yourself comfortable,” the waitress said, placing a menu on the table. “Would you like to order now, or should I give you a moment?”Sierra offered a polite smile. “Thank you, but I’m waiting for someone. I’ll order once they arrive.”The waitress nodded and left, leaving Sierra alone at the table. She glanced at her watch and then at the entrance, hoping Chri
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Chris smiled confidently, adjusting his tie as he began. "Well, the work I do? I’m into import and export. It’s pretty demanding, and I’m always outside the country, flying here and there. In fact, I only came back recently to oversee some goods that arrived. After this, I’ll probably be off again soon."Sierra nodded, intrigued. "That sounds like a busy life.""It is," Chris agreed, leaning in slightly. "But it’s rewarding, and it gives me the flexibility to enjoy moments like this."He then gave her a charming smile. "As for where I stay, I live in a quiet neighborhood. It’s peaceful. You know, if you’re interested, you could visit after we’re done here.”Sierra immediately shook her head, feeling a little awkward. “No, no, I was just asking. Not to visit or anything.”Chris chuckled softly, his eyes lingering on her for a moment. “Fair enough. Just thought I’d extend the invite. You never know; it might be worth the trip.”Sierra forced a polite smile. She leaned forward slightly,
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Sierra was in the middle of eating when her phone started ringing. She paused, placing her chopsticks down, and picked up her phone. Her eyes widened when she saw Elijah’s name flashing on the screen. She gulped and glanced at Chris, who was busy with his meal, before looking back at her phone. Quickly, she answered, trying to keep her voice steady. “Hello, Elijah,” she said softly. “Sierra, what are you up to?” Elijah’s familiar voice came through, calm yet curious. “I was thinking of going out, so I’ll pick you up. We could grab something to eat, drive around, or maybe watch a movie. What do you say?” Sierra froze, her mind racing. She didn’t want to admit she was having dinner with another man—it didn’t feel right. She took a deep breath and forced herself to lie. “Uhmm… I’m actually feeling a bit of a headache,” she said, glancing down at her untouched food. “I’m on the bed resting, so I can’t go out tonight. Maybe another day?” “Really? Have you taken any medication? Are
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Meanwhile, Elijah’s car pulled into the parking lot of Grand Oak Restaurant. The headlights cut through the dim light before turning off as he parked in a prime spot near the entrance.Dressed sharply in a shirt and slacks, Elijah stepped out, exuding his usual composed confidence. His cologne lingered in the cool air as he glanced at the glowing sign of the restaurant.After locking his car, he adjusted his wristwatch and ran a hand through his neatly styled hair, looking every bit the man who could effortlessly draw attention. He took a moment to scan his surroundings before heading toward the entrance.Elijah stepped into the Grand Oak Restaurant, immediately greeted by the warm glow. A small smile spread across his face as he admired the upscale decor.A waiter approached him with a courteous smile, saying, "Welcome, sir. Kindly have a seat."Elijah nodded, about to thank the waiter when his eyes caught sight of a familiar face across the room. His expression froze briefly, then
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Glancing around discreetly, Chris opened the bottle, pouring a small amount of the liquid into Sierra’s food. His movements were quick and practiced, as though he’d done this before.Once the liquid was mixed into her meal, he placed the bottle back into his pocket, picking up his drink casually to avoid suspicion. His expression shifted back to one of calm confidence as if nothing had happened.Chris leaned forward slightly, running a hand through his hair and chuckling under his breath. “Let’s see how well this dinner turns out now,” he muttered to himself, taking another sip of his drink while waiting for Sierra to return.Soon, Sierra returned to the table, her eyes soft and distant, clearly affected by what had just transpired. Chris noticed her expression and asked, “What’s wrong?”“Nothing,” Sierra replied quietly, avoiding his gaze. She reached for her bag and walked toward the counter. Chris watched her with a frown as she paid the bill for both their meals.When she returned
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"Thank you," Elijah replied, offering a small nod before putting his phone down and straightening up. The aroma of the meal hit him, and for a moment, he let out a soft sigh. Maybe a good meal would help clear his thoughts, at least for the time being.He reached for his cutlery, ready to dig in.Meanwhile, Sierra arrived home, her face completely clouded with sadness. As she stepped inside, her mother noticed immediately. "Sierra, what's wrong?" her mom asked with concern, stepping closer to her.Sierra shook her head. "Nothing, Mom," she muttered, her voice faint and distant as she began to walk past her.Her dad came into the hallway, frowning. "Sierra, talk to us. What happened? Did something go wrong at your dinner?”Sierra stopped briefly, her emotions threatening to spill over, but instead of answering, she shook her head again. "Please, just don’t worry me right now," she said, her tone sharper than she intended."Sierra!" her mom called out, alarmed by her daughter's unusual
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Sierra sniffled and looked up at her mom. “So… what should I do?” she asked, her voice small.Her mom gave her a reassuring smile. “It’s fine, sweetheart. Just give him a few days to cool down. Then you can talk to him.”Sierra nodded slowly, wiping the corner of her eyes. “Alright… I’ll do that.”Her mom leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Get some rest, okay?”Sierra nodded again, watching as her mom gave her one last comforting look before turning and leaving the room.Meanwhile, Chris drove into his compound, his grip on the steering wheel tight with frustration. As soon as his men saw his car pull in, they cheered, assuming he had brought Sierra just as planned.One of them, a burly man with a scar across his cheek, grinned wickedly. “Brother Chris! You did it, right? Where is she?”Another one clapped his hands together excitedly. “Damn, I’ve been waiting all night for this!”Chris, however, stepped out of the car with a murderous glare, slamming the door shut. Th
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Dorson’s jaw tightened slightly at Elijah’s composed boldness, and the air between them grew heavier.Superintendent Dorson narrowed his eyes and asked, “So what exactly did you come here to discuss?”Elijah leaned back slightly in the chair and replied, “Before we get into that…” He paused and let his eyes drift slowly around the room. His voice was calm, but edged with quiet criticism. “When I walked in here, I saw how bad this place looks. It shouldn’t be this way—for a whole police station, with your name and rank tied to it.”Dorson raised a brow, watching him.Elijah continued, “The paint on the walls is peeling like it hasn’t been touched in years. The hallway smells like damp papers and sweat. I passed broken ceiling tiles, exposed wires near the light switch. Some of your officers looked like they haven’t had new uniforms since 2010. Even the floor tiles in the corridor were cracked. Superintendent, you’re a big man—this shouldn’t be your standard.”Dorson’s face tightened s
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At New Ember Police Division 9, a black car rolled smoothly into the parking lot. The vehicle came to a stop near the entrance, drawing a few curious glances from officers nearby.The driver’s door opened, and Elijah Westbrook stepped out, dressed sharp as always, exuding an effortless aura of power and control. Felix exited from the passenger side, scanning the area subtly as he moved to join Elijah. The two men exchanged a brief look before walking toward the station’s glass doors.The nameplate above the building read, “New Ember Police Division 9 – Justice with Dignity."As Elijah and Felix stood just outside the station doors, Elijah reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. With a few swift taps, he dialed the officer’s number.The line rang once before it was picked up.“Hello?” the familiar voice of the policeman came through.Elijah spoke smoothly, “It’s Elijah Westbrook. I’ve arrived at the station.”“Oh—yes, sir!” the officer responded quickly, the tone of his voice
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Phantom stepped closer, slowly, his boots clicking softly on the concrete floor. “Where?” he asked, voice calm but deadly. “And when?”The man swallowed hard. “About two nights ago. I was supposed to do a small job when I saw him—he got down from this sleek car, wearing nice clothes and all… so I knew he must have cash. I followed him, waited for the right time, and tried to rob him but… he stopped.”“But?” Phantom Reiss asked sharply, his tone already dangerous.The man lowered his head. “But… he beat me somehow. Quick. Strong. Before I knew it, I was on the ground and he just… walked away.”Smack!Phantom’s palm connected with the man’s cheek in one swift, vicious motion. The sound cracked through the room. The man stumbled sideways with a grunt, clutching his face.“What do you mean he beat you?” Phantom’s voice was laced with fury.The man dropped to his knees immediately, head bowed. “I’m sorry, boss… I’m sorry…”Phantom glared down at him, the dogs behind him still growling lowl
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A few minutes passed as Elijah and Felix sat quietly in the car, then Elijah’s phone buzzed. He picked it up and saw the same number calling back.He answered swiftly. “Hello?”The policeman’s voice came through. “Yes, Mr. Westbrook. We checked—someone named Damian Cresswell was indeed brought here. He’s been in the holding cell since yesterday. Actually, we’re about to proceed with his case today.”Elijah gave a slow nod. “Is your station head around?”“Yes, sir. He’s in his office now.”Elijah’s expression sharpened. “Alright, I’m coming around then.”Elijah hung up and glanced at Felix. “Confirmed. He’s there. Let’s go.”Sierra and Betty finally pulled into the bustling lot of one of the city’s largest and most luxurious shopping malls. Its wide entrance buzzing with people going in and out, arms full of bags.Sierra smoothly parked her new car, the engine purring to a stop as she turned the key and unbuckled her seatbelt.“Whew! This place looks packed,” Betty said, already eyeing
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Sierra drove for about twenty minutes, until she reached a busy street corner where Betty was already waiting, her phone in hand and her shades halfway down her nose. As soon as Sierra pulled up, Betty’s face lit up."Get in!" Sierra called with a grin, and Betty eagerly hopped into the passenger seat.The moment she settled in, Betty’s jaw dropped as she looked around the sleek, polished interior. “Wait—hold up. Whose car is this, Sierra?”“Mine,” Sierra said casually, one hand on the wheel, the other adjusting the music.“Yours?” Betty blinked in disbelief. “Ah, really? You bought a car?!”Sierra nodded with a small smile. “Yeah. Well… technically I paid like one percent of it. Elijah did the rest. He said it’s a gift.”Betty's mouth flew open. “What?! Elijah just gifted you a whole car? This is insane!” She ran her fingers along the dashboard, eyes wide. “This is so beautiful, my God. Girl, this interior? The smell? I feel like I should be paying rent just to sit in here.”Sierra l
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As Celestine pressed her lips to Elijah’s, he responded, his hands instinctively finding her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened—fierce, breathless.Elijah’s fingers trailed down, brushing the curve of her thigh before gripping it firmly, drawing her to him. Celestine let out a quiet breath against his lips, her body melting into his as his other hand slid up her back, steadying her. It was bold. Uncharted. Dangerous. And yet—neither of them pulled away.Celestine’s fingers curled around Elijah’s collar, tugging him closer as their lips met again—slower this time, more deliberate. Her breath hitched when his hand moved along her thigh, tracing the soft skin with a mixture of reverence and fire. She leaned into him, her body fitting against his like a puzzle piece long misplaced.“Elijah…” she whispered against his mouth, her voice unsteady yet wanting.He paused for a heartbeat, forehead resting against hers, eyes searching hers as if to confirm this wasn’t just adrenaline or
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Celestine’s eyes blazed as she snapped, “You idiots! Who said I would’ve even listened—been cool—if Elijah hadn’t asked me to hold back?” Her voice cut through the boardroom like a whip, her anger barely restrained.The men flinched, guilt and humiliation plastered across their faces.Elijah rose slowly, his calm presence regaining control of the room. He looked over each of them before speaking, voice steady and absolute.“Just as I promised,” he said, “you won’t be fired. You won’t be handed over to the police.”The board members exhaled in visible relief—too soon.“But,” Elijah continued, his tone sharpening, “there will be punishment. Return the million immediately—every dollar.”They nodded eagerly.“But for one full year,” Elijah said, “none of you will have any authority to interfere in company decisions. You’ll remain on the board, yes—but you’ll hold zero approval power. Think of it as being ghosts in the room. Present. But powerless.”They gasped.“This is too much,” one of
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It was the fourth man, the soft-spoken one who had claimed he only handled operations. His hand was raised stiffly, almost as if it pained him to do it. His voice cracked slightly, but there was no mistaking the words.“I’ll talk,” he repeated, eyes fixed on Elijah.The silence that followed was deafening.Elijah didn’t move, didn’t blink. He let the weight of the man’s confession sit heavy in the room for a heartbeat longer before slowly lowering the tablet to the table.“Good,” he said, his tone still calm. “Start talking.”The others gulped—visibly, audibly. One of them shifted in his seat. Another wiped at his brow, suddenly clammy. The room seemed to shrink around them as the man slowly stood, shoulders hunched beneath the weight of what he was about to reveal.He looked directly at Elijah, then at Celestine, whose expression remained carved from stone.“I—I’m sorry,” he began, voice trembling. “Please… don’t let Ms. Valencia send me to prison. I—I’ll tell the truth. All of it.”
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Elijah held up the tablet. “Profit’s down, but revenue’s steady. Someone’s hiding cash—or pocketing it. And it’s not her.”He turned the screen toward them, showing a flat revenue line against a dipping profit. “She boosted output, cut downtime, saved a merger—every move you blamed her for made you money. So why frame her? Covering a stash? Or just mad she’s in charge?”The board sat stunned, their answers twisting back to expose their own failures—or worse. Celestine’s gaze hardened, catching the implication.Elijah lowered the tablet, his gaze shifting from the board to Celestine. The room’s tension was a coiled spring. He met her eyes, voice steady and calm.“Ms. Valencia, shall I continue? Do you want me to find out where the missing one million is? Might get stressful, but if you want, I can stay here, demand every report printed, trace every source, dig until I see where it went. Just an hour.”Celestine’s lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes flicking over the board before lo
