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THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Declined Call
Haylee sat in her office, tapping her perfect nails against the desk and staring at her phone screen. For the past few days, she had been going back and forth in her mind, weighing her options.‘Should I sell?’ ‘Should I hold out for a little longer?’Selling the company felt like betraying everything she had built, but at the same time, she was sinking and no one was coming to save her. Not even Hamilton. Heck, even he was affected by this storm. He caused some parts of the company’s failure, and their stock prices were dangerously low.She exhaled sharply and pushed her pride aside, then dialed the number of the "investor" who had come to see her days ago.The phone rang twice before Richard Vaughn's smooth, professional voice came through."Ms. Haylee. What a surprise."Haylee forced a light chuckle. "I’ve been thinking about your offer."There was a brief pause. "And?"Haylee leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "Let’s set up a meeting. Can you meet me tomorrow at my offic
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Stolen Money
Hamilton’s heart was pounding. The moment he left Roman’s office, he sped straight to Haylee’s company, determined to prove that Roman was lying. There was no way Haylee would sell the company. No way at all. Sure, they were struggling. Sure, money was tight. But she wouldn’t just throw it away for a mere seven hundred thousand dollars. At least… that’s what he told himself. But when he pulled up to the office building, his entire body froze. Bright yellow "RESTRICTED AREA" tapes were plastered all over the building entrance. A group of construction workers were moving in and out of the building, removing signs, tearing down branding, changing everything already. It looked like they were getting ready for a complete overhaul. Hamilton’s mouth went dry. This wasn’t just a restructuring, this was a full-on takeover.She really did it. She really sold the company. His hands clenched into fists as he pulled out his phone, dialing Haylee’s number.The phone rang and rang, but she did not
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Kicked Out
Haylee walked into her mother’s house. Her heart was racing with fury and frustration. The door slammed shut behind her with an almost violent force, as if she wanted to shut out the whole world along with the man who had just thrown her out of his house, and stolen her money.She marched straight into the living room, where her mother, Fiona, was seated and watching television. But the noise from the television did nothing to soothe her. Fiona was always the one to calm things down, but today, nothing could fix the burning rage that swelled inside Haylee.Without missing a beat, Haylee dropped her bags onto the floor and plopped down onto the couch beside her mother. She threw her hands in the air, still seething. “I can’t believe it, Mom! He just kicked me out!”Fiona looked at her daughter with concerned eyes. But she was not surprised. She had always known that Hamilton was a weakling, someone who couldn’t handle pressure when things got tough. He was always the type to rely on H
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Skipping Town
Haylee sat on the cold pavement outside the house that used to be theirs with her knees pulled to her chest, and her arms wrapped around herself. The air was chilly, but nothing compared to the humiliation burning inside her.She had been kicked out by Roman of all people, from the very house she thought she was safe in. And now she was homeless. Homeless. The thought alone made her stomach twist.Fiona paced back and forth beside her. She was looking more pissed than distressed. Meanwhile, Marilyn sat quietly, scrolling through her phone like they hadn’t just been tossed out like yesterday’s trash. That was her own way of coping with the situation.Finally, after what felt like forever, Haylee let out a shaky breath and broke the silence.“We have to delete the video. We really have to.”Fiona stopped pacing immediately.She turned to Haylee with a look of pure disbelief. “Excuse me?”Haylee rubbed her arms to shake off the cold creeping under her skin. “Mom, we don’t have a choice
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Caught And Cuffed
The next morning, Hamilton walked into the airport. His heart was pounding in his chest. This wasn’t how he expected his life to turn out. A few weeks ago, he was still living in luxury, Haylee was his, and he had money in his account.Now though, Roman had played him like a damn fool, Haylee had betrayed him, and the only thing he had left was the money he snatched back from her. And he wasn’t about to stick around and let Roman take that from him too.No way.So, just like Haylee, he had made his own quick escape plan. By tomorrow morning, he would be in another country, far away from Roman and his stupid mind games. Or at least… that was the plan. Then he would come back at a later time after getting back on his feet, and with a better revenge plan. What he didn’t know was that his nightmare was about to begin. At the terminal, Haylee, Fiona, and Marilyn stood near the check-in counter with their suitcases stacked beside them. Haylee tugged at the sleeve of her coat as she looked
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Surprise Date
Roman went back home after having arrested Haylee and her cohorts. He stood at the large window in his apartment, staring down at the city lights below. He had a glass of whiskey that sat untouched on the table beside him. For the first time in weeks, there was silence. No battles to fight. No scandals to handle. No enemies lurking in the background, plotting his downfall. At least for now.Haylee. Fiona. Hamilton. All of them were done. And yet, something felt off. He should have felt satisfied, but instead, there was a strange emptiness settling in his chest.As if something was missing.Behind him, Kade strolled into the room, flipping his phone in his hand, and looking entirely too relaxed. “Damn, man. You really wrapped that up like a pro.”Roman didn’t answer.Kade plopped onto the couch, stretching his arms behind his head. “So, what now?”Roman let out a slow exhale. “Now… I'll take a break. I’ve been on my feet, trying to handle one situation or another, and I need to pause
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Weird Dream
Roman went home disappointed as ever. He sat in his apartment that evening, staring at the wall while he fought a storm in his mind. Annabel’s words still echoed inside him.“That herb… it was the last one of its kind.”He had heard her clearly. Understood her perfectly. And yet, something deep inside him refused to accept it. There had to be more. There had to be another way. But no matter how much he tried to think of a solution, his mind hit a dead end. Maybe he was looking at it all differently. There had to be a better way to approach the situation, and because he was taking everything in at once, it was all overwhelming and not letting him think properly.Across from him, Kade leaned back on the couch, spinning a knife between his fingers. “So, let me get this straight. You went through all the trouble of taking Annabel out to a five-star restaurant… and she still didn’t tell you anything?”Roman exhaled slowly. “She couldn’t.”Kade scoffed. “Couldn’t or wouldn’t?”Roman didn’t
THE TRILLIONAIRE'S UNDERSTATED DOMINANCE Exploration
Roman didn’t waste time. The moment he had seen that landmark on the news, he knew he had to be there. But he wasn’t going as just another curious observer. No, he was going as the man in charge. Money could open doors, and Roman had plenty of it. So, he used it. He reached out to the archeological team, offered funding for the expedition, and just like that, he was no longer just watching history being uncovered.He was going to uncover it himself. And maybe, just maybe — he’d find the answers he was looking for. A few days later, Roman set out with the exploration team. He disguised it as an impromptu business trip to avoid rousing Kade’s suspicion, and to also add to his schedule for the days he planned to be out of the office. There were over a dozen people with him — researchers, trained survivalists, and local guides who knew the area. But none of them knew why he was really here.As far as they were concerned, he was just another investor wanting to be part of the adventure, an
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Preliminary
The conference room on the forty-second floor of the Valey tower was cold. There were no windows and no distractions. Pope sat perfectly still at the head of the table with his hands folded beneath his chin as he read through the printed schedule for tomorrow’s court hearing. Even though it was night already, his suit remained neatly pressed and unwrinkled, as if it had been made exactly for this moment. Dexter leaned back in his chair across him, while chewing on a toothpick and spinning a silver pen between his fingers. Prance sat beside him, scrolling on a tablet, and occasionally tapping out notes.At the far end of the table, Ezra Winfield was flipping through a tabbed binder, page by page. He was skimming but not rushing. Every tab was color-coded. Every section was marked. And his glasses rested low on his nose.“So,” Ezra said without looking up, “we’re first on the docket. Judge Hauser. 9:00 a.m sharp.”“Hauser’s a stickler,” Pope said. “I assume you’ve played this clean?”
Mediate
The house smelled like cinnamon tea and lavender polish. Freya had lit one of the scented candles again. Janice noticed it the moment she stepped into the kitchen. It was late afternoon. Marren was upstairs in Janice's guest room napping or reading something. Donald hadn’t shown up all day, and that was good as well. Janice preferred calm when she was collecting results.Freya sat at the counter, scrolling on her phone. She looked up when Janice walked in.Janice poured herself a cup of tea without asking. “So?”Freya blinked. “So what?”Janice glanced at her over the rim of the cup and blew softly on the steam. “Don’t be coy, Freya. You said you’d be near the cafe around noon. I assume you found him.”Freya shifted slightly on the stool, trying to look nonchalant. “I saw him briefly.”Janice sat across her in a perfect pose. “Briefly?”Freya nodded. “He was just sitting there alone. I said hi and we talked for a few minutes. That’s all.”Janice didn’t say anything for a few seconds.
Coincidence Or Planned
Roman did not sleep throughout that night. He had spent most of it sitting at the edge of his bed, watching the digital clock tick from hour to hour. At some point, he stood up to pour himself a drink he didn't even touch, then he laid down again for twenty minutes just to stare at the ceiling. There was no point in pretending anymore, rest was out of reach for him now. By six-thirty, he was already in the shower, letting the hot water drum across his back as though it could wash off the previous day. But it didn’t. No amount of water could scrub the words “you’ve been served” from his memory.And to be honest, Roman was not really ready for another legal war. It was a tiring exercise. And he was mad at himself for seeing the signs of the fraudulent activities of the Valeys, and choosing to look away. Was it really worth it?He shaved carefully, put on a navy-blue suit, and selected a black tie with a minimal pattern. It was his normal routine, but something about the way he knot
Scam Revealed
Roman was flipping through the updated contracts that Pope had brought in some days ago for the third time that morning, but his mind was playing catch-up. The documents were clean, and even though he had signed them, something in his instincts still bothered him.If only he listened to it. But he was soon about to see why he should have listened. His phone rang on the desk. He picked it up and looked at it. It was his legal rep for this partnership between him and the Valeys.Roman had asked him to check on his own copy of the contracts and see if anything was wrong anywhere. He answered. “Talk to me.”The man's voice was careful. His name was Martin. “Mr Averne… I have just finished reviewing the contract draft again — the final version you signed, that is — and yes, there is something that doesn’t add up.”Roman sat forward. “What is it?”“You remember the clause on capital and board control? Page seven, paragraph four. Well, the version you signed had a line that capped external
Get Close
Freya stared at her phone for what felt like the tenth time that morning.There was still no response from her sister. Only two messages that got no response. Freya angrily threw her phone on her bed, then immediately picked it back up and typed another message: "Can we talk? Please." Then she deleted it."She hates me," Freya said to no one, then she got ready and left for work. And as she had been doing lately, Annabel was in Roman's apartment. She was wrapped around a throw blanket on Roman’s couch, as the scent of roasted garlic drifted from the kitchen. Kade was flipping channels with a look of intense concentration, like someone disarming a bomb."Can we not just watch something normal?" Kade asked. "Just once?""Define normal. If your abnormal show is that show with the rich humans screaming about family secrets, I already know it ends in betrayal and brunch."Annabel chuckled distantly. They ate and moved to the room."You’re quiet," he said gently. She turned toward him. "
Practice Fail
By the time she got home, Freya didn’t bother closing the front door behind her. She also did not remove her shoes. She just went straight to Annabel’s room.“Annabel!” she called and pushed the door open. The room was empty. The bed was neatly made, and there was a lingering scent of Annabel's perfume in the air. Freya waited in the room, thinking that Annabel had just stepped into the bathroom, but she stood there for nothing. Annabel was not around. She brought out her phone to call Annabel.The phone rang three times, and yet Annabel did not answer. Freya tried again but Annabel still did not answer.“Come on, Ann,” she muttered impatiently. She was beginning to panic because she didn’t know how long this window would stay open. How long before Roman would finally leave her for that blonde lady. She had to warn her sister even though they were not on the best of terms now. Even though she had defended Roman in the presence of Janice and the others, while driving back home, she
Bad Ambush
What Annabel did not like about weekends was Janice's unnecessary visits. Most of all, the traditional gathering that took place every Sunday. She much preferred being at work or with Roman, than being around her own family now. But today was yet another Sunday, and she was at home — only minding her own business this time. Annabel was sitting in the living room and reading a novel when she heard the laughter before she even turned to see where it was coming from. They were light, soft giggles coming from the kitchen. It was clearly Janice’s voice, and unmistakably Freya’s own coming after. It was the kind of laughter that made Annabel's stomach turn, not because it was loud, but because of what it meant.She stood up to leave, but paused at the doorway. They hadn’t seen her yet.“…if love paid bills, half the women in the world would be billionaires,” Janice was saying as she rinsed a teacup. Her tone had that wicked sweetness that she always used when she wanted to sound clever.
More What Ifs
Two weeks after the campaign rollout, Roman welcomed the Valey brothers into his office once again. The three men were dressed like they had just won a lottery. Their suits looked better than the last time, their grins were wide, and Pope still carried that his exhausting air of confidence on his shoulders as he came in. Roman leaned back in his chair and offered a nod as they settled."Mr Averne," Pope greeted. His raspy voice sounded like sandpaper. He did not sound good at all. "Good to see you again."Roman smiled. That was his thing now — smiling through all of it. He wasn't even sure it was real anymore, but it worked. His investigations were coming out as inconclusive, which wasn't a bad sign, but was also not a good sign."The branding campaign's been rolled out, just as we planned," Dexter said as he dropped a thick portfolio on Roman's desk. He sat down. "People are talking about the anonymous identity. They are curious and confused, and we love it.""Good," Roman replied
Off Feeling
It was yet another Monday, another day for the Valeys to meet with Roman. And as usual, Roman was already in his office waiting for the arrival of the three brothers. Roman didn’t look up when Kade knocked and let the Valey brothers in. He knew they were the ones coming because their appointment was set for that time. He was behind his desk, finishing a cup of espresso that he had brewed himself that morning. He liked doing it himself now. Something about starting the day on his own terms made working go smoother most times. When the three men finally walked in, talking and smiling like they already closed the deal of the century, he slowly raised his head and gave them a casual look.“Good morning, gentlemen,” he said, gesturing toward the chairs across from him.“Morning, Mr Averne,” Dexter said as they took their seats. Prance carried a thin folder with him and Pope was holding his phone as if he was waiting for it to ring.Roman raised a brow. “I believe we were supposed to dis
